Pumpkin Party

[palletspride]

Who: The Reds, Leaf, and Green, to start with. Open to the rest of the Pokécast!
What: Pumpkin party. Or on black-haired Red's end: what are these people doing in my house
Where: Cloud Spires
When: Backdated to shortly after this post.
Warnings: Only for silliness. And black-haired Red being himself.

First the candy, now these pumpkins. Red hadn't really thought much of the things suddenly springing up, other than that Charizard was fond of smashing them. He'd briefly noticed Leaf's post regarding what to do with them, but he hadn't paid much attention to it, ultimately (mainly because he was at work, and baby dragons required all his attention).

When he got home, however, he was starting to wish he had. Pikachu had leaped off his shoulder the moment he walked through the door (probably to where things were happening), but there were more people here than there were when he'd left that morning.

"What's all this?"

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[aftermtsilver]

"What?" Red cocks his head, confused for the question and the way he looks at him. "You're giving that one a face, right?"

[almostthebest]

"Sure? I don't actually care." Though the face is actually emerging spectacularly well.

[aftermtsilver]

"Did you empty it first? I can just start stabbing out a face right now, can't I?"

Which is exactly what he starts to do, putting his knife straight through one area to begin at an eye. What is waiting for an answer.

[almostthebest]

"Empty it first," he says brusquely. "Then do whatever you want."

[aftermtsilver]

"I think I'll do a normal face, then try a pikachu." He nods to himself, happy with this brilliant sounding idea. And he'll just finish up that one eye before going back to the lid area to start out the scooping process, even if he can't really take the eye part out.

Oh. But. A knife. Pumpkin insides. ... Time to stare at the pumpkin, face pulled in thought.

[almostthebest]

"Like I said. Whatever you want." It takes him a few moments to see that Red has stopped moving, and his eyes flick up to the other boy again. "What?" he asks, though it comes out in an almost-snarl.

[aftermtsilver]

Red wasn't even paying attention to Green there, and to hear his voice sound as it does, and then to see it's directed at him, makes him look at the other boy quizzically in return. "...What?"