>>47589103>The gymnastics she had to pull to fool you when she was a tiny zorua had to have been a sight to see.“We’re lucky the ice cream guy thought you were doing it to be funny.”
>”Had I known it wasn’t normal, I wouldn’t have done it.” She snapped.>You sighed.“I know, I didn’t mean it in a bad way.
“It’s just funny to think about.”
>”Almost getting found out isn’t funny.” Zoroark pouted.“No, no, of course not.”
“But I’d never seen anything like it before.”
“You just pushed the scoop right back onto the cone like nothing happened.”
>You snickered.“The look on the guy’s face was priceless.”
>Zoroark put her head on the table and groaned.>After a minute of quiet she spoke again.>”So why not?”“Hmm?”
>”Why is it so bad to eat like that? Something off the ground?”“Might get sick.” You answered, matter-of-factly.
“Though, I’d guess your immune system’s better than mine.”
>She raised an eyebrow at ‘immune system’, but that was a conversation for another time.>This was confusing enough for her.>You kept it simple.“Might give you a headache, give you a cold, or, you know, a stomach ache. Like now.”
>You almost reached over to rub her belly, but thought better of it.>Zoroark stared at the tree above for a moment, thinking.>”It was in a bag.”“What was?”
>”The food I ate.”>”It was bagged like most human food.”“Okay, well, that’s something.
“Think it made you queasy?”
>The pokémon nodded.“Let’s take a step back here, what was it, exactly?”
>Zoroark looked around the park twice.>Satisfied nobody would see, she reached into her invisible mane and pulled something out.>She slapped the almost flat package on the table.>Beef jerky.>You’d bought a few bags of this for your road trip.“Huh…”
“Maybe it was the spices or something.” You guessed, examining the bag.
”So, you tried a piece or two and it’s not sitting well with you?”
>Her stomach gurgled. 