Oh Arceus, he really stinks... The Emolga thought to herself while a small blush formed on her face. She covered it to both hide the blush and her near silent sniffing. Hope he doesn't notice...
Sylveon laughed at the Emolga's measly remark. "Well, I'm not quite like 'everyone,' to be honest. In fact..." He held up a paw before his stomach started to make some bubbling noises. "There's plenty more where that came from~!"
The Emolga's pupils dilated. "O-oh, um...you don't say..." She said, keeping one arm over her nose to at least pretend that she didn't like the eggy scent floating around her. She kept her gaze locked onto the seemingly nonchalant Sylveon while he grinned at her.
"Heh, I do say!" He responded, blinking at the Emolga. "It won't be a problem while we look for some berries, will it?" After watching her shake her head no, he cleared his throat. "Well then! Guess these bushes are berry-less, we should look elsewhere for the time being, I'll lead the way~" Sylveon began to march off in a sorta random direction, but in such a confident manner regardless.
"Hm..." The Emolga said to herself, tilting her head a little. She could've sworn the way she was being lead had little to no bushes whatsoever, but she already burdened him with the task of helping her find berries, she figured she might as well continue to tag along with him. "I'm coming!" The Emolga announced reassuringly, scurrying towards Sylveon...but specifically remaining behind him. His butt's so soft-looking too... She pondered, completely mesmerized.
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