[Video, SLIGHTLY backdated to the last week of January]

[foolishwren]

<sub>[DING! It's a video post!]

[The video is pointed downwards at the front stoop of a house. Where there seems to be a respectably-sized pile of oblong objects. The camera wavers slightly as it comes into focus on the pile.]

[... It's bread.]

[Loaves of all shapes, colors, and sizes, just... dumped right on the doormat.]

[We're talking everything from the Johto equivalent of Wonderbread to rustic artisanal bakery items.]

[Then the camera's view swings back around to Heather; bleary-eyed, slightly grouchy, and clearly just woke up to find, for the umpteenth time this month, that the secret bread fairy had once again visited her place of residence.]

[All things considered, it's one of the less alarming, more harmless stalker-style pranks she's experienced.]

[But that doesn't make it any less baffling.]</sub>

WHO. IS DOING THIS.

Comments

[goldeneyeball]

_{[He tilts his head, trying to follow the logic.]}

But why would they do that? Unless the muffins you got them were like...lame. And they're showing you what a real apology looks like. But that seems kind of advanced for christmas tree babies.

[foolishwren]

They weren't lame! They were expensive!

_{[SAWSBUCKS COSTS A LOT OK]}

[goldeneyeball]

Then I don't know what they're on about. They're trying to tell you something.

If it's even them. Like this seems like Pokemon activity but do you have any humans that like to stick their noses in your business? It's not me, for the record.

[foolishwren]

Not in years.

Unless I've somehow picked up a really weird fan.

Which I guess isn't... out of the question.

_{[Being a member of the Aurora League comes with that.]}

[goldeneyeball]

Ah yeah, you're part of the Aurora League right? It could be a weird fan.

But you'd think they'd leave some kinda note. It's just bread on the steps, right? Nothing in the mail box?

[foolishwren]

Euugh.

_{[She's mostly gotten comfortable with being a semi-public figure-- but she still gets an unpleasant curdling sensation in her stomach if she lets herself think too hard about an adoring fanbase.]}

No, there haven't been any notes... Just normal junkmail in the box.

[goldeneyeball]

Huh.

What have you been doing with the bread? Are your Pokemon eating it? It's fine?

[foolishwren]

God, no. I don't feed my Pokemon random shit that some stranger leaves on the doorstep.

We've been throwing it out.

... 'Course, there are definitely wild Pokemon getting into the garbage and nibbling on it, but not much we can do about that.

_{[At the very least she is relieved to know it's not poisoned or full of glass or some shit. But she still doesn't trust it.]}

[goldeneyeball]

_{[JW takes a moment to look embarrassed because he would have just straight up given his guys the surprise bread. It's free bread!]}

RIGHT me neither!

Whoever's doing it doesn't seem to have a price in mind. Some of that bread looks pretty fancy.

[foolishwren]

YEAH, it's like... all over the place.

I'm seeing breads on my doorstep that I never even knew existed before, and then there's like. 99P hamburger buns.

[goldeneyeball]

That makes me think it might be a Pokemon then. If it was a person there would be some kind of method to the madness. Pokemon are just like this.

[foolishwren]

Well, they don't usually do things for no reason...

<sub>[She'd learned that much-- even the dumbest Pokemon is usually at least somewhat smart compared to the average animal from back home.]

[But that doesn't mean that she has any idea what the hell is going on in their little noggins half the time. Especially wild ones.]</sub>