CARAMELLO KOALA

Sylas Grey

"Thanks!!! You're the first person I've met who ever liked my choasties!!!"

Sylas seems sort of unreasonably happy that someone's enjoying his food. One gets the impression that he doesn't get praised for this much. Or at all. Ever.

"I can make as many as y'want! Three more comin' up! Actually, make that six, I want some too! And we'll make these ones REAL French!!"

Kaoru Naito

“Why? You only talk to stuck-up motherfuckers and dentists ‘fore now? This shit’s good!”

He hops up to sit on the counter and watch him cook, commenting playfully,

“‘nd get on bungin’, I’m takin’ notes this time. Gotta steal yer recipe.”

Sylas Grey

"Uhhh I don't know if that Akemi lady is a dentist as well as an art critic, but…." He can already picture the look of judgement on her face if she ever saw a choastie. It makes him shudder.

"Keep your peepers on this! Prepare for a culinary marvel! The absolute pinnacle of "my girl left me and I got no meaning in my life" type of food!" With a grin on his face that indicates he'd like Kaoru to look at the food and not think too hard about whatever Sylas was saying, a second round of dogshit depressionslop begins.

This time it's really getting Frenched. Toasted, not sloppy style. He's whipping up a batter and everything. Jesus fuck that's a lot of cinnamon.

Kaoru Naito

“That like, an Australian sayin’…?” He asks with some amused skepticism. They’re just. in shambles down there. Universally stood up.

He observes, “Ooh, yer like, whiskin’ it up this time. Top Chef type shit. Hey, where d’ they grow cinnamon, mon? Ain’t it like, a tree somewhere?”

Sylas Grey

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh sure."

But this question? It really makes him think.

"Cinnamon… cinnnnnaaaamonnnn…. It sounds like seanamon, right? So I think it washes up on the beach like salt does."

Kaoru Naito

“Like salt does? … that how we get salt? Well, we prolly go get it, our impatient asses don’t wait fer shit t’ wash up, we farm salmon cause we’re too lazy t’ fish it, geheh!”

Sylas Grey

"Oh shit, does cinnamon come from salmon? I guess they end in the same "mon"! Fuck! That's crazy! So that's why salmon meats is orange!!!!"

my guy,

Kaoru Naito

“Yeah, ‘s a tricky one but almonds too, they got th’ same stripes like salmon, but not cardamom, moms ‘re different— all the ‘mons gotta be a little related, ‘cept the Pokemons, those ‘re just fake little freaks. Dya think they got a cinnamon Pokeguy yet?”

Sylas really activates his urge to say anything that sounds the same and like an alien could be convinced of it. He’s playing with words and noises like dolls.

Sylas Grey

"Oh hey, I was playing Pokemon Go for a bit! I liked the big chunky guys. My sister was playing the one on the Switch for a bit but she took it away from me because I played too bad and didn't know what "type differences" were. But they have fish Pokeguys so they totally would have cinnamon Pokeguys."

I think you could put these guys in the same room forever and they would just keep activating each others almonds like two motion/noise activated cat toys.

Kaoru Naito

“Oh fuuuck, Pokemon Go! I downloaded that shit! I was good as fuck, cause I drive ‘round so much, everyone wanted my lil poker chips or whatever I was collecting, geheh!” He played it like once every three months on his friend’s request. “Maybe ‘f we’re lucky they’ll stalk us through th’ location on that ‘nd get us outta here. Wouldn’t that be funny as fuck? Then we get t’ say ‘yup, Pikachu got me outta jail, dog, I swear and die by that rat’. Be kinda awesome.”

Yeah. Just keep snacks rolling in and it’s the chattiest sleepover ever.

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