This choice: One little taste of the blue fruit can't hurt... Right? • Go Back...Chapter #5Wacan Berry for Lightning Insulation? by: Bobo the Hobo   Fontina took another whiff; nope, definitely no spraypaint.
What she had detected was much more of an intoxicating aroma. Where the odor of apples was quite familiar to her as one of a relative smooth and fruity texture, the strange fruit in front of her had one that seemed to suffocate her nostrils. It was the same overall smell, just an overpowering dose of it mixed with something that reeked of onions. It wasn't a very compelling smell, Fontina would give it that. But somehow the harsh blend of perfumes that clung so desperately to only that bunch of blue fruits seemed to take her breath away. At once it sapped the energy from this excitable Vaporeon moemon, she almost felt the need to pull up a chair before she toppled over!
Warily, Fontina inched the odorous confection to her mouth, opening her lips and prepping her teeth for a big wide bite. Her pearly whites positioned themselves into a petite, ladylike bite around the cobalt surface of this mysterious berry before sinking them into its crunchy texture. All at once, an explosion of a sour bitterness was set off and carpet-bombed Fontina's unprepared taste buds. She liked it. Oddly enough, this foul mixture of sweet, fruity, sour, and gym socks seemed to work. If not just for her. She pulled the hand fruit away from her, checking it out for anything that might be wrong. On the inside, this fruit was more unappealing than its blue skin led it on to be. It looked more like apple sauce than the fruit it was actually supposed to resemble. Mushy and strange, this fruit's pungent aroma was definitely not the last of its worrying composition!
"Ew!" she heard from her right side, Blaire had apparently retrieved the much desired juice box for her adorable little assistant and worked her way back to Fontina's sight. "You actually like those things?" she asked teasingly, crinkling her nose a little as she wretched.
"I-I don't know..." Fontina said bashfully, "What is it?"
Blaire waddled up beside her little sister and started packing up ingredients for her breakfast sampler, since obviously her little sister had lost that sense of taste that Blaire had worked so hard to instill within her. "Its a fruit native to Orre, just like all this stuff." the stout Flareon moemon explained matter of factly as she gathered up seemingly random articles of food, "Its a traditional fruit though, only found in certain areas of that old ball of dirt and a few parts of Hoenn; we got it prepackaged and sent to us so that we wouldn't have to recreate the Wacan Berry sitting in Lax Incense for three weeks, but after we run out we'll have to start growing our own."
Fontina wretched slightly as she looked over the fruit in question, "Ew, like, incense?" she repeated, "Aren't you not supposed to eat that stuff?"
"Not unless you're a Snorlax moemon looking to make some chubby little babies." Blaire joked, "Its a real aphrodisiac to those guys, but it just slows a poor girl's metabolism down to near zilcho" she said in an exasperated tone, laying out some Orre-grown tortillas and sprinkling on some scrambled eggs, "Seriously, I ate like one bite and didn't feel like getting up for a whole week." The feeling really hit a home run for Fontina, she could really have gone for a place to sit down right about now. "But that's just nuts, everyone knows you're not supposed to eat incense!" the blue-haired belle said frantically. "Don't look at me, I'm only supposed to cook this stuff." Blaire grunted as she blanketed the eggs with bacon, "I said the exact same thing, but Mr. Sunny just won't listen."
Worriedly, Fontina looked down at her stomach; dreading the fabled horror stories of this fruit's mystical sway into the ways of the laze. She really couldn't afford any more unsightly pounds or inches to her already voluptuous frame! She was already down to her biggest bras, any more and she'd have to replace all of them! "Um, Blaire?" she asked nervously as her fingers slowly pulled the hairnet off of her head, "I-I think I'd better go, I shouldn't risk it. I mean, I ate a big bite of that fruit, and-
"Oh nonsense." Blaire said dismissively as she whipped out the sour cream, "I'm just teasing you, it's just like eating a cupcake or something- its not good for you, but its not gonna make you blow up like your big sister Blaire." she laughed, sending her entire body into a fuss as it jiggled wildly, "It didn't do a thing to Ember, she liked it too! Now go siddown, I'll make ya some breakfast."
"O-Okay..." Fontina was never really one for conflict, especially not with Blaire. Taking her sister's advice, Fontina decided to put the fruit completely out of sight and mind, disposing of the sapphire sphere in the garbage can as she stepped out from behind the counter. "Hey, not in there!" Blaire barked, reaching into the otherwise empty can and fishing out the berry, "I've still gotta adhere to a budget!" she blew on it and set it next to her, right where she could see it...
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"And Breakfast is served!" Blaire cheered as she held a big platter of food in front of her, resting the silver tray in the crevice where her breasts met her spare tire, "There's enough for you and me here, we can catch up like good sisters do!" she said, happily plopping down next to Fontina on one of the cafeteria tables. She had gone all out with a myriad of options; a small stack of breakfast burritos, some oatmeal, bagels, a batch of muffins, where did she get the time to prepare all of this food?
No matter, Fontina had never been one to pass up a good old fashioned meal courtesy of her big sister Blaire. She smiled cheerfully and thanked her sister kindly before grabbing a bagel and the butter. Blaire took two burritos for herself along with a muffin and pulled out some strawberry jam. "So, Blaire, you're sure that fruit was okay for me to eat, right?" Fontina said warily.
"Seriously Fonty? You're still thinking about that?" Blaire rolled her eyes, "I told you its fine, and that you'll be fine. Seriously, when are you gonna grow up and learn to listen to your Big Sister Blaire. You know I've always been right about everything." | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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