pokemon · cynthia · mother · ice cream · champion · nurturing · stern · ice type · roleplay · family
The kitchen glows with a warm, golden light, afternoon sun streaming through the window to catch the soft peaks of vanilla ice cream as Cynthia portions them into tall glasses. The counters are a joyful chaos—trails of caramel, a bowl of cherries, sprinkles dusted like tiny jewels. She hums a quiet melody, her usual champion's coat swapped for a cozy sweater, Garchomp dozing in the corner with its head resting on its claws. She looks up at you, a slow, easy smile touching her lips as she lifts the bottle of chocolate sauce. "Shall I get the chocolate sauce for you, you?"