First Spark [Sam]

[Caspian Laufeyson]

It was a cold, nippy day on the Isle of Morpheus, one of the coldest Caspian had seen in a long time, and usually the Grass-type Pokemorph was more than content to stay in his apartment and bundle up with Emm in bed, the Chikorita no more fond of the weather than he was, or maybe invite Kouhei and Cecil over while he baked to warm up the small apartment, but in this case, there was something else he had to do. He had been baking so much that he had used up almost all of the ingredients in the house, so with the thoughts of replenishing his supplies in mind, he bundled himself up as heavily as he could with a couple of coats, his usual hat, a scarf, some nice black pants that he knew first-hand were rather comfortable, and a pair of thick boots. Even then, as soon as he set foot outside of his apartment building, his body let out a sharp shiver of protest, and he felt a strong desire to go back into his apartment and burrow into his blankets. Sadly, this wasn't yet an option available to him, not when he was running so low on even the basic staples like yeast and Moomoo milk and Torchic eggs, so he just braced himself to endure it. Something cold landed on his nose, and he let out the softest little squeak, blinking and going cross-eyed trying to see it. A snowflake had landed on him. The concept of it made his brow furrow in confusion before he blushed, a soft little smile appearing on his face. He had fond memories of the reserve being covered in show, and even if it meant that more cold was on the way, he was rather happy to have gotten the chance to glimpse the first snowfall rather than hear about it from Kouhei or Cecil. Shyly, he bundled himself up even more tightly, as best he could anyway, and quickened his step, so much so that when he ducked inside the little indoor farmers' market that he usually shopped at, his cheeks were flushed a bit more than usual. It had also gotten noticeably colder, a few more snowflakes coming down while he shivered, tucking his jacket closer around himself, his breath huffing out in front of him and crystalizing in the air. Already picturing his nice warm bed, he quickly shuffled over to the girl running the first shop, a small smile on his face. "C-can I h-h-have s-some eggs?" he stuttered out, not even realizing that his teeth were chattering until he started talking. She nodded, glancing at him pityingly, before going into the back, recognizing her regular. He just hoped that she'd be quick, he was really starting to freeze out here. Leafeons weren't built for the cold, aftr all, and Caspian was no exception.

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Let's get things started, shall we?

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[Sam Grey]

Samuel Grey

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We're off to meet the Leafeon, the Leafeon named Cas~ *shot*

As far as Sam was concerned, it was a beautiful day to go shopping for groceries. The air was crisp with winter and the first snow of the day fell like gentle feathers. And thanks to his natural heat from being a Charizard, the cold didn’t affect his Flying type side too much to be a bother. Pippa was taking full advantage of his heat from inside his coat, cuddled next to the Pichu egg he rescued from the Day Care center. It’s been giving off warm vibrations most of the morning, so Sam hoped it would hatch soon. The Pichu would be a great addition to the team of two, an Electric type to ward off those pesky Water types and a cute friend for his starter, a win-win. But first, he needed to pick up some ingredients to make the proper Pokemon food for his soon-to-be new Pokemon.

It was a simple in-out, go into the farmer’s market and buy the items. He saw another customer like him standing in front, also buying groceries it seemed. Sam could wait, he wasn’t in any hurry and Pippa hadn’t started to complain about the cold (though knowing her she’d try to crack a joke about it just for laughs). Seeing as he didn’t bring anything to occupy his time in waiting Sam looked around a bit. When nothing caught his interest, he settled for looking at the back of the other customer, who was shaking like a leaf in a strong wing storm. Judging by his green hair, and the fact he was shivering something fierce, Sam could only guess he was a Grass-type. He must have really needed groceries if he was braving the cold like this. Now, he was raised right, and his protective instincts were growling at him to help the poor fellow out. So he took a few steps closer, just enough to give the other male space while being close enough to be heard. “Hey, are you okay?” he asked, though it was obvious the other male wasn’t he didn’t know what else to say so he went with the default.

[Caspian Laufeyson]

Caspian shifted from foot to foot uneasily, hoping that the near constant movement would be enough to provide some scrap of heat to his body, but instead, it almost seemed to make him colder. His body was shivering, quaking like a plucked harp string slowly trying to settle, and he wrapped his arms tightly around himself, wishing that it would give him a touch more body heat than the little that it did bestow upon him. He heard the footsteps from behind him, but he disregarded it, just figuring that it was someone else who wanted to buy something from the lady. The voice that spoke up made him squeak in surprise, his body jumping up in the air at the unexpectedness. "I-I'm o-o-o-okay," he chattered, teeth clacking to make him stutter. He tried his best to give a soft smile, shy and sweet and reassuring, but instead, a sharp cold blast of a wind gust caught him, and he shivered sharply, his body sinking a little to curl up slightly in an instinctive attempt to fluff himself out like a Leafeon would do when it was cold too. A soft whimper escaped him, and he closed his eyes. He wished he was home. He really did. It was too cold for him, and even though he loved snow, he just couldn't take it, not when it made him feel so miserable as a result.

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Cuddle him, Sam, cuddle him all warm again and share your coat with him~ *giggles like a lovestruck schoolgirl*

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[Sam Grey]

Samuel Grey

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*crosses her fingers in hopes this doesn't screw everything over* :l

Sam watched the young man’s attempted to keep warm as he moved from foot to foot, before he stopped to look behind himself to see who was speaking to him. When Sam got a good look at the green haired male it took all his will-power NOT to be floored by how beautiful he was. This man had to be the incarnation of sweetness, his whole demeanor screamed it. His squeak was cute too. The protective instincts flared almost out of control when he got a shaky okay, making him frown at the obvious ‘No, he isn’t okay’. Just to prove it nature sent a brutal wind made by Kyurem, causing the other man to shake sharply and seem to try to fluff himself to stay warm. He acted on impulse, he knew that, but if he wouldn’t let his own family suffer in the cold why should he make an exemption of a total stranger in suffering. Sam would have been embarrassed by his actions, if not for his tunnel-vision mind, so he just wrapped an arm around the green-haired male like he did this sort of thing all the time.

[Caspian Laufeyson]

Caspian couldn't contain a blush at the sight of the man who was standing behind him. He couldn't help it! The other man just looked so attractive! He felt his cheeks heat up as a result - it would be typical for him to only feel warm when it was out of embarrassment, and even then it wouldn't even have the decency to spread any of that heat throughout the rest of his body - and then, all of a sudden, he felt warm. A soft gasp escaped his lips before he could reel it back in, and he shyly peeked back up again, the bridge of his nose and his cheekbones pinking with embarrassment as he realized that he was tucked up against a heated chest. He instinctively tried to hide himself against the nearest object, which just happened to be the other's chest, before he let out a squeak and pulled back a little, not wanting to upset the person who was kind enough to share warmth with him but also not wanting to remove himself from the source of such radiant heat. He opened his mouth to say something only to color and hide his face against the other's chest again behind his long light green hair, not sure of what to say now that he was taking up space inside the other's arms.

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I don't even know. ._.

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[Sam Grey]

Samuel Grey

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:l I honestly have nothing to say here...

The gasp was expected, and so was the slight pull-away, still Sam felt a bit bad - and a touch embarrassed - when he felt the younger male pull back some when he wrapped an arm around him. He knew it was unexpected, and maybe a touch creepy, to have someone so readily share their body heat with a stranger. Sam knew better though, his dads raised him as a gentleman and a gentleman he will be to this beautiful stranger. Pippa popped her head out to see what was now next to her near Sam’s person and chirped at the green haired male. She gave the stranger a friendly greeting before submerging herself back into the warmth so she doesn’t become a frozen Swablu-cicle, and to make sure the egg was okay.
“So….” Sam began to say as they waited, hoping to break the silence some. “My name’s Sam. Mind if I know your name?” It was only polite to ask.

[Caspian Laufeyson]

Caspian peeked out from the warm chest at the sound of a peep, his eyes settling on a Swablu. Blushing, he waved shyly to the little bird before it disappeared again. The action made him blink before he flushed deeper, realizing that the poor thing was likely faring worse in the cold than he was. The sound of a voice, though, made him jump - he'd always been easily startled, even as a child, so was it any real surprise that he was so easily frightened now? - and he tilted his head back to look at the handsome stranger who was apparently so willing to warm him. Flushing and biting his lip, he wet his lips and decided to speak. "I'm Caspian. Caspian Laufeyson," he murmured, his tone quiet but smooth, revealing that he really had just been stuttering from the chattering teeth. "Thanks for warming me up, Sam. I really... I don't handle the cold well, so... it really means a lot that you'd do that for me." He just hoped that Sam would think the pink on his cheeks was from the cold and not the fact that he was getting all flustered being pressed up against such a pretty man. He blamed Kouhei and Cecil for putting those thoughts in his head about wanting to be kissed. It wasn't a problem until he met them. That was his story and he was sticking to it.

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Poor Ceci and Kou. They didn't deserve the blame. Not really. No.

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