[milk steaming noises]

[frozenfractalsallaround]

Who: Elsa + YOU

Where: Starmiebucks in Goldenrod

When: Flexible! Whenever/This month

Summary: Your local Ice Queen is now your local Barista

Rating: G+

Log:



[OPTION A

Of all the things Elsa saw herself doing in life, a job at a coffee shop named Starmiebucks isn't one of them. But after realizing she would be in Goldenrod for an extended period of time, she knew she'd need a steady job. And honestly, she'd really enjoyed all her trips to Starmiebucks upon discovering how good coffee is. Caramel Macchiatos are her jam.

Anyone in Goldenrod who happens to go out for some coffee will be greeted by Elsa at the register. It's been a week, so she's still pretty fresh, but she can at least greet people without being too awkward about it.]

Good morning! How can I help you today?
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[OPTION B

It's just about time for her break and she's been told to do a sweep of the lobby and restock the condiment bar and make sure it looks decent after quite the afternoon rush.

What she isn't expecting is that it looks like a bomb went off. There's sugar everywhere, no one seems to be able to throw their straw wrappers away and she very nearly slips on a small puddle of coffee. They warned her about having nonslip shoes.]

Does anyone even get any sugar in their coffee? [She can't help but mumble tiredly as she sets to wiping it down with a wet rag.]
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[OPTION C

Mmm. Bathroom duty.

Not a duty Elsa enjoys doing, but a duty that must be done. As the newest barista, she's naturally the one to get stuck with it and she mostly does it without complaint. That is until she happens to have to do it after someone absolutely stank up the place. And oh what a mess the toilet was!

Sparing anyone the dirty details, Elsa emerges from the bathroom near blue in the face and gasping for air as if she's been holding her breath the entire time.]

How can anything smell so- so awful??
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[OPTION D WILDCARD

Wanna post your own top level and mingle in Goldenrod Starmiebucks? Wanna have a Starmiebucks date w/ your SO? Wanna pick a different option involving Elsa herself?? FEEL FREE TO GO FOR IT IDC Y'ALL]

Comments

A, yes i'd like uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[meteorman]

[Hey, guess who's back in town! It's that asshole who wasn't around for Christmas because he was in Blackthorn for a loved one's birthday. He's just got off his own morning shift at the Pokémon center and has decided to make yet another attempt at dealing with Elsa. He has this sneaking suspicion that she's annoyed with him, but he's not entirely sure?

Okay, well. Nice smile. They are Friends?]

Hello, Elsa. I'd like a grande [He's learned the lingo, he's a smart boy] four shot white mocha in a venti cup with with extra whipped cream to the top.

[Stanford Pines is good to himself.]

I also have something for you.

uHHHH HOLD ON I FORGOT WHAT SHE WANTED LET ME CALL,

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa's Customer Service Smile™ falters when she realizes she's serving one Dr. Stanford Pines, but she plasters it back in a very forced manner.

It's not that she's mad at him- she's just... she feels a certain type of way about Christmas. That's all. It's hard to put into words- the weeks leading up to Christmas she'd kind of glamorized it all in her head. She, Anna and Ford would be together, along with all their Pokemon. Like a quirky little family.

Of course she had Anna, which was great!! But she definitely felt a void on Christmas morning when she found out Ford wouldn't be there with them. Try as she might to get over it, she still has Feelings.

Elsa looks him up and down, attempting briefly to comprehend his order before giving a stern nod.]

Right, a tall Poké Place Coffee™ coming up!

[She grabs the tall cup and turns Really Fast to step over to the brewer and starts pouring coffee.]

[meteorman]

[Ford frowns. His mouth does that perfect downward C thing it does and his thick eyebrows draw down. It's not the coffee itself that's an issue -- he can doctor up coffee to be acceptable, even if he'd prefer a dark roast when it comes right down to it -- it's Elsa's behavior. She is definitely annoyed with him. That's passive-aggression if he's ever seen it, and being that he's Stanford Pines, he has.

He leans over the counter a little and talks to her back.]

Elsa, there's no need to be childish.

B

[no_ufo_ending]

<sub>[Henry makes his way into the Starmiebucks with a huge yawn. It was a long night at the Pokemon Center and he really doesn't want anymore 'hospital coffee' he wants REAL coffee. With tons of shit in it that made it more like hot icecream than coffee.]

[His Trubbish, Flower, trundles along by his heels also yawning and still wearing her little paper nurse's hat with skitties scribbled all over it to match Henry's scrubs.]

[He's almost to the counter when he witnesses the wasteland that poor Elsa has been tasked with cleaning up and he can't help a small sympathetic:]</sub>

Oh no...

_{[From escaping him.]}

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa looks up quickly when she hears him say that, almost startled by his presence- but more so that a customer heard her complaining. She hadn't even meant to say it aloud, really, but she's had a Long Day.]

Oh, it's fine! It's not as bad as it looks...

[Can you hear her dying inside as she tells such a blatant lie?

His outfit has her smiling though and she takes a look between the two of them.]

You both match, how adorable!

[no_ufo_ending]

Our coffee station looks the same after a long day. Or night. I get it.

_{[Henry cracks a small smile as she compliments the GR-PC aesthetic.]}

Thanks. Hey, Flower, why don't you give her a hand?

_{[The Trubbish stops blushing from the praise long enough to snap to attention and salute with a small lumpy paw. She toddles forward and starts slurping up the straw papers and general Patron Trash with her tongue.]}

B

[nolongeruseless]

[Since he'd started working at Starmiebucks, Izuku had gained a whole new appreciation for every single barista he'd met back home. Some thing, apparently, never changed between realities, and people being messy animals during rush hours on cafes was one of them.

So now that was part of his life; cleaning up the messes of people and Pokemon at Starmiebucks when he wasn't serving them coffee and cakes. It could be worse, he supposed. They could be expecting him to clean it all alone, instead of having the newbie help. That ought to speed things up enough, hopefully.

He was rolling a lint roller over a booth's seat to get rid of Pokemon hair when he hears Elsa mumble. He knew he should probably tell her to be careful in case customers heard her, but damn it, he needed to vent too, and the place was nearly empty.]

I'm not sure either.

B

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa is glad to not get reprimanded about saying that out loud- not only did it just sort of slip out, but she feels like she makes so many little mistakes during their rushes that it's nice to not hear about something she's flubbed for once.

Or is that all in her head? She does get good feedback about how friendly she is, which is good... Good job Starmiebucks, you hired the most insecure Disney.

She looks over to see him lint rolling the booth and she lets out a small, tired chuckle.]

It's kind of baffling, honestly. I mean- you'd think people would be a little more... I don't know, considerate?

[She looks around as she talks, to make sure no one can overhear them- especially their shift supervisor. Wouldn't want to make a bad impression by smack talking customers.]

[nolongeruseless]

[If Elsa said her insecurities out loud, Izuku would definitely empathize. While this is certainly a lot easier than his aspirations of being a super hero back home, he's still by no means used to not being criticised (to put it mildly for what he sometimes got) in some way or another for something.

As it is, he just lets out a sigh.] I don't really understand it either.

[He moves further into the booth to lint roll the middle seats.] I mean... It doesn't really help them, does it?

A, gimme coffee

[bertall]

<sub>[So, the biggest difference Bertolt can see right off the bat in Goldenrod? There isn't a single Stantler Coffee in sight. In Blackthorn there was one Starmiebucks inside of one of the hotels, but that was it.

Everything else was Stantler.

Bertolt had meant to swing back down to Goldenrod anyway before he heard about the contest anyway, though it meant he'd have to cut his recreational shopping short to prepare for travel again. Of course before he did any proper packing, he needed coffee. ...And he doesn't recognize a single thing on the menu, leaving him staring up at it with a Trapinch in his arms and a slightly bewildered expression on his face.

Grande? Venti? What did it all mean? Usually whenever someone else went here, he'd just ask for whatever they felt like bringing him back. He was never too picky about coffee.]</sub>

U-Uh, sorry, it's... I've never ordered something from here myself before.

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa has gotten used to helping people through trying to figure out what they want. Surprisingly she gets a lot of people who've "never had starmiebucks before" or even people coming from Stantler Coffee trying to order Caramel High rises or whatever they are.

She's wearing her best customer service smile, but underneath it, she's having a realization that it's Bert standing before her and- and Bert is, in a round about way, the reason her Christmas didn't go as planned.

Elsa's eyes thin slightly. She knows she shouldn't be angry at Bert. She has no right to be. But she's not exactly being rational, either.]

A lot of people say that! [She forces good humor in that statement.] Can you give me more to work with, perhaps? Flavors you like?

[bertall]

<sub>[At least he won't try to order a Campfire Mocha. There's only one Stantler Coffee he'll get that from and that's near the hot springs.

Bertolt's brows furrow for a moment as his Trapinch offers a handful of 'helpful' squeaks, and his nose wrinkles a little at one in particular. Doodle, no. You are not getting a cup of pure sugar and ice. It's not even something that'd be mixed, it's just... Ice cubes and literal sugar packets.

At least it leaves him oblivious to the Look he's getting.]</sub>

Doodle.

_{[Shifting the Trapinch in his arms a little, he lets his eyes wander the menu in the back for a few seconds.]} Um... Do you have anything with cinnamon? I'd even say vanilla, but there's probably a lot that has that in it.

A!!

[charcoalfeather]

[Ahhh, Starmiebucks. A long time ago, Rakka had come to discover just how good some things were in Goldenrod. The coffee and tea especially. She liked to drop by in her mornings on the way to work at Honeyed Soul, and it was still chilly out. Basically, how could she not do it?

She doesn't notice who's at the counter until she's taken off her coat hood, and even then it's hard to recognize all the faces on the Pokegear sometimes. It will come to her.
Eventually.]

Hello! I'd like a, um... [Her eyes briefly scan the board.] "Emporeon's Cloud and Mist Green Tea," please?

[She's already starting to dig around in her pockets for her wallet.]

emporeons cloud and mist green tea bless you that's good

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa doesn't immediately recognize Rakka, but she does definitely feel like she looks familiar. She sees so many faces every day both in real life and on the network, it's hard to always remember everyone.]

Absolutely! I haven't tried that one yet, is it good?

[She enjoys making small talk with people while she helps them, it definitely makes the day go by faster. Even in the short time she's worked here, it's done wonders for her shyness.]

Also, you look familiar, but I can't place it...

I just had to

[charcoalfeather]

Yes! I've only gotten it a few times, but I think it's really-

[-Good. In fact, it reminds her a little of home. It's times like this when she wonders just what Kanna and Hikari are doing, if they even know she's gone at all.

But that thought process certainly flies out the window. She blinks, looking up at the person at last, wallet clutched in one hand.]

What do- Oh! [All at once, she gets it.] Elsa! It's me, Rakka. Uh, we've talked a bit on the Pokegear.

B

[rediscover]

[Anna, who's taken to hanging out at Starmiebucks and keeping her sister company in between courier calls, peers over to where her sister is staring at the condiment bar, her eyes going wide.]

Holy cow! I swear that was clean like five minutes ago. Do...do people not clean up after themselves around here?

[She's shooting a sneaky glare around the café. Stop being rude to her sister, you jerks!]

B

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Finally, someone who understands.

Elsa is really grateful that Anna pops in so often, honestly. It makes adjusting to the job a lot easier, having her presence in the store. It's comforting and keeps her from getting too stressed out- she really looks forward to it each day when Anna arrives.

And Anna seems to really appreciate it when she slides her "free drinks"- a little white lie she tells Anna. Really, she pays for them. She would hate to get caught and get in trouble!! ]

Right? I mean... I just think it should be common courtesy. If you spill something, shouldn't you be the one to clean it up? It makes no sense.

[rediscover]

[It definitely makes Anna's day go by more quickly in between deliveries. She'd never anticipated taking to being a courier so quickly, but she gets to meet all kinds of interesting people all day long, and sometimes she's bringing them things that make them really happy! Like food! Or presents!

But nothing makes her happier than seeing Elsa's face light up when she comes through the door of the coffee shop, and that alone keeps her coming back, let alone the free (?) hot chocolate.]

It seems like some people were raised in a barn! Geez. Do you want any help with that?

D!

[gobblewonked]

[When Elsa goes to take out the trash, she'll open the door to a very strange scene. One of the trash bins is open, and there is a very old man in very filthy overalls standing inside it. It's hard to tell what he was doing a minute ago, whether it was going through the Starmiebucks trash or what, because he's currently furiously waving his hat at a Murkrow that's swooping around his head, trying to shoo it off. She catches him mid-shout:]

--baaaad luck! Don't need none of that round here, no sir!

[He leans out of the garbage bin so far it nearly topples over with him inside it, shaking his fist at the Murkrow.]

Git on outta here, horsefeathers!

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa lets out a small scream and clutches the bags of garbage closer to herself out of instinct- listen, this isn't something a disney queen is used to dealing with, okay. She should be able to take the garbage out in peace, but here's.

This.

Whatever this is.]

What are you talking about?

[gobblewonked]

[He turns to look at her, eyes wide.]

Don'tcha know what this flyin' feller is? He's a Murkrow! Folks round here say they're real unlucky, and this one won't quit followin' me around!

[The Murkrow croaks. She's a she, thank you very much.]

It's an omen! A portent! A harbinger of daaaanger! You better get out of here before it a-catches you, too!

A

[styxiedust]

Oh!

[Hello, Elsa. It's the mysterious but ever friendly Botan here, carrying what looks like a crate of baked goods. Her Marshmallow isn't too far behind, of course, carrying the ones that need to remain mildly chilled. This is the first time she's seen Elsa in person since arriving again, it's a little awkward and more difficult to keep up the charade of being a new acquaintance face to face, but the Abombasnow makes up for that by doing a cheery little jig in place to say "hello~"]

Good morning, Elsa. I didn't realize you had started working here. [...Right and--] I brought the new order of edibles, as requested. Where shall I set them?

this is so late im sorry

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa looks up at the familiar voice, a little surprised to see Botan in person for the first time. She had definitely made an impression, at the very least. So friendly and nice, how could Elsa not appreciate her?

Even though she'd met her other self, she hadn't had the chance to find out that she'd known Botan before, so she's still just as unaware as ever.]

Yes! It's a recent thing, actually.

[Elsa moves away from the register and gestures to the counter]

It should be fine right there, thank you! How have you been? I feel like I haven't had a chance to properly thank you for your help over the last few months.

A

[a_sin_for_him]

[It's impossible not to notice Lust when she comes into the coffee shop. While she herself is certainly striking in her elegant lavender coat with furred hood, it's the Eeveelutions that really catch the eye. There are a lot of them, all harnessed, all milling about their trainer excitedly. At least one of each.]

For the love of god, please calm down!

[There's a note of fondness in the scolding, this is clearly a well-known ritual. Lust ends up twirling to try and keep the lead lines from tangling, and the pair of Umbreon in the pack dart ahead...to stand on their hind legs with their paws on the counter, as though they're ready to place their orders.]

Would you...I'm sorry about them, I swear I can't take them anywhere.

[Lust's eyes widen a fraction when she recognizes the woman behind the counter. Elsa, but not one that remembers her. That's always such an awkward experience.]

[frozenfractalsallaround]

[Elsa isn't expecting such a large group of Eeveelutions to waltz into her Starmiebucks with such an interesting looking woman. She almost looks like a celebrity, honestly- Elsa's used to getting big name people. She's already served coffee to gym leader Whitney several times. Apparently a latte is the only thing that makes her feel better after a loss.

She tries not to gasp as they all crowd in front of her, both caught off guard by how cute they are and how unsanitary this is for a food service environment.

It's very conflicting. Though this does happen surprisingly often in the Pokemon world so she's almost used to it.]

Oh, it's- it's okay! I just hope we have enough whipped cream for them...