“Kinda hard to miss when the little guy grappled at the berry and wouldn’t let go of the thing. I’m guessing he already knew what kind of flavor he likes,” Hark chuckled as he joined her, checking on Zeke to make sure the big lug was alright.
Asleep, nice.
… Chesto berry? That did explain the fact that it felt like a chestnut. So berries were just this world’s fruits and nuts. Nice.
But, as much as he wanted to take a sliver for himself, the young Wrumple was already in his hand, nibbling away a sliver before passing onto another that was a lot bigger, squealing when it couldn’t hold it. And, after a few attempts, the Wrumple simply turned to Hark and looked at him pleadingly.
… Yep. Definitely starting to understand the way Hark worked as it didn’t even squeal this time as he moved the tiny creature and proceeded to pull a handkerchief from his pockets before putting the slivers onto the cloth and grabbing the bigger pieces to snap them in half.
Ecstatic? That wasn’t half of it, he was sure as the Wrumple crawled to reach the kerchief and resumed its feast.
He only chuckled as he shook his head before turning to Rebecca.
“I don’t think I’m getting a piece.”
Rebecca was laughing under her breath, her torso trembling from held in giggles. She was trying so hard not to wake up Zeke but this scene was far too cute.
“Lemme get this lazy bum off my lap and I’ll get some berries for both of us.”
The champion gently scratched under Zeke’s chin, very carefully nudging him little by little off her lap and onto the ground before getting up and going to her Pecha berry trees, picking a couple of those and moving to the Chesto trees.
She picked a couple of those and came back over, plopping her rear back on the ground and offering Hark a Chesto berry.
“Here ya go.”
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