Yena Dinner Date

This page is dedicated to a Glimpse posted on March 29th 2019 by Charem the Shadox, revolving around the time in Session 32 when Tucker was serving Light at Café V.

## Glimpse

Light happily took a sip of his tea as he watched Tucker chow down upon the various biscuits laid out in front of them. The well-dressed Poochyena tugged casually at his collar as he felt a bit anxious, yet still held a quite-puppyish excitement to see a fellow ‘yena dig into their food. It was rare to see anyone just enjoying eating and swaying their weight about here in Seaspray, and Light so wished to get to know this champion eater! But first...he figured, as they waited for further portions of food to arrive, that introductions were in order! Although, he should at least wet his throat a bit as he had gotten a bit of a dry throat from being so nervous... The butler puppy lapped from his tea cup quite daintily; in fact, he didn't get a single splash upon his outfit. Undoubtedly an ingrained skill; employees at Hotel Obsidian maintained a very well-groomed appearance.

"Honestly, the tea is really lovely here, in Cafe V. Wouldn't have found it if not for that wonderful advertisement dangling from your adorable outfit. And um, it's true, I am curious about you since, it's rare to see Poochyenas around here...and, oh! How rude of me! I should introduce myself! You can call me, Light!" the well-dressed pup grinned a shy yet teasing smile as he rambled peppily, his tail bapping softly against his seat. "...and what is your name, my maid?"

Tucker gave a shy shuffle of his paws underneath the table as he was addressed, pausing his slight overindulgences for the moment.

"O-oh! My name is Tucker. It's nice to meet you, M-Master Light.” The maid-pup smiled warmly, a few biscuit crumbs still around his snout. Though genuinely warm, Tucker seemed a bit awkward about one of those topics. “Um...yeah... M-Most of other Poochyenas seem to be...elsewhere..."

Light was perceptive though. He noticed Tucker's nervousness and pondered it for a moment, before remembering what he heard about some of the rougher Poochyenas that dwelt deeper within the Plains Continent. He figured he shouldn't ask further about it and returned to focusing on lapping up the rest of his tea….and not to mention, digging into his own share of the delightfully-sugary biscuits with big ol’ chomps~ On a more-positive note, it seemed that Tucker was also enjoying the first course of their meal, the maid diving right back into the treats as conversation once more paused, which pleased Light quite a bit. Before long they’d cooperated on cleaning their plates, just in time for them to be replaced with the next course: a whole host of fresh berry tarts~!

"So, how have you gotten along working here? I am sure it must be interesting! After all, I never saw so many Pokémon working in such adorable outfits before!" Light expressed, nipping into the side of one of the extra-sweet delights before curling the whole pasty up upon his tongue and into his snout.

"Oh, um, I haven't been working that long. Just a few days, in fact. I’m just here part time while on a trip with the rest of the Pioneering Club." Tucker nipped up his own tart, a moment of bliss on his face at the flavor before he simply tumbled it down his throat. "Mmh… U-Um, what's your job like back at that hotel, Master?"

Light thought a second before answering, chewing and swallowing his current tart so as to be polite...at least, for a canine.

"It is quite busy, and we get a lot of high-society clients! Honestly, there are a lot of orders I have to serve there, but it’s mostly for drinks rather than food. So I have to be careful not to stain my suit while delivering it.” The hotel-pup self-consciously wiped some crumbs off his attire as he thought about it. “And...you are only a part-timer? That is kind of sad to hear. Bet you would do great working here full time with how cute you are!” Light gushed a bit. “Although, the fact that you are a Pioneer has gotten me curious! Is that why you were able to handily win the Tournament?"

Tucker gently munched on the berry tarts as he let the other dog speak, minding his own important outfit around these sticky-fruit-topped treats; though ultimately, it only encouraged him to glomp them whole in big bites so they didn’t drip! It also allowed him to mull around an answer for a bit, as well as to keep any bashful whimpers under control. Finally with a gulp, he replied,

"My team…well, I trust my team. We’re still learning, but I think we’re working together better and better! I...don’t think any of us thought we’d win! M-Maybe we got a little lucky, too…” The maid trailed off for a moment in thought about that, before remembering his earlier bashfulness. “A-And....th-thank you for the compliment, M-Master! I...do like working here, and...it's really fun to wear this outfit… I-It...does make me feel really cute...!" Tucker blushed a bit brighter as he finished his words, his voice going a bit softer and shyer as he admitted this!

Sneaking a few more berry tarts onto Tucker's tray, Light gave a soft smile.

"It really suits you, and brings out your curves really well. Almost...would have mistaken you for a girl, if not for hearing you being called a guy earlier~" he would smoothly tease, drawing away the maid's attention from the extra portions being snuck onto his plate.

Tucker would stammer a bit and give a pawful of adorable yips from all these compliments, curious as some of them might be…! His ears folded down a bit in thought. The maid pooch had never thought about his...curvier qualities before, n-nor considered...was he really that girly? Of course, he ate as he mulled...and slowly, that soft maid-belly would firm up gently from all of the food, and even bit more thanks to the greater portions having been snuck to him...

"S-So, um...why are you here in Seaspray, Master?" Tucker stammered out shyly in a bark, trying to change the subject a bit.

Light chuckled for a moment at this cute display, swishing his tail slowly in a happy wag.

"Oh, I just had a huge desire to see the world, to be honest. It's kind of isolated, being far up north where my hometown is. Heh, man... I wonder how everyone is doing back there… ...But, I am sure you wouldn't want me to bore you with talks about my hometown!"

The berry tarts were already polished off at this point, with both Pooches pausing their yips and yaps to lick any dripped fruity-jellies off of their plates. Their professions had them trained to be tidy, after all; that certainly was the reason! Right on cue, the cleaned plates were cleared from the table, a large pile of mini V tails replacing them.

"...Oh, but I would like to hear it! I haven't really been...around here...for very long, so I’m kind of curious what's out there." Tucker replied, munching immediately on the mini V Tails. After all: put food in front of a pupper, and they can't help but want to eat it!

"Well… Where I am from, is a kind of big village called Icefire. It’s called that due to the large number of fire types living there. It's always kind of snowy year round there, and having fire types is a boon to be honest. Helps to keep the crops from getting frostbite." Light chuckled, reminiscing while taking a few bites out of his own food. "If you ever want to visit it, it's located on the Mist Continent. I am sure that, as a Pioneer, you might end up there one day. Heh, feel free to ask me to be your guide there if that ever happens!"

Tucker greedily nommed down on those delicious tails, enraptured by the butler Poochyena's story.

"That's neat! I never thought fire types could be used to help with crop-growing like that. Though, um...honestly, I’m not sure if Pioneers are even allowed to take jobs on other continents. Then again, I’ve only been doing this for a little while...."

"I see! Well, give it time and I am sure you will rise through the ranks to be stellar, along with the rest of your team! And I am guessing the... Riolu, Munchlax, and Totodile, are your team members?" Light tilted his head curiously as he tried to recall, sneakily pushing the remaining 3 mini V tails from his plate onto Tucker's.

“<Nomf~> Yeah! ...Well, their names are Riley, Ralph, and Brooke, in...that order you gave, Master. I-If you were curious about their names, that is." Tucker responded, his focus split between eating the delicious treats in front of him and trying not to reply too, awkwardly. Sadly, it seemed that tummy of his might be reaching its limit as it started to feel rather full, and pooch out firmly against the table-side.

"I kind of was. It’s unusual… Not a lot of Pokémon around here seem to be named, except for gladiators!” The butler-pup eyed the table as it got moved a little bit, quickly noting Tucker’s tummy smooshing against its edge. “...You know… I would like to request that belly rub and pet service from you now, Tucker~! You seem in need of the attention, with how stuf- er. Ahem. ...I...I just want to pet and rub your belly now, I think." Light stammered in an awkward save, trying to hide his obvious intentions.

Tucker blinked for a moment, remembering just how much the other dog had purchased. The pink-clad Pooch was still not entirely used to getting such requests yet, though he’d done it a pawful of times here now. Nonetheless, he didn’t actually dislike it...and, his Master had paid for it, after all…!

"O-Of course, Master Light!" the maid shyly responded.

Light eagerly made room for Tucker to sit on his side of the booth, trying to keep his tail-wag under control as the maid got up from his seat and, incidentally, un-hid that stomach from around the table. The sight of Tucker's lovely belly bulging with food...it reminded him of how gloriously-big it had looked back at the eating content…! The correlation nearly put hearts in the butler-pup’s eyes!... The ‘Master’ waited for Tucker to get comfy and sprawl out on the wide booth seat, before slowly placing his plush pink pads over the tight - yet soft - Tucker tummy. Light had to focus not to shiver his forepaws in delight; what a cute stomach! So warm, so cutely-rumbly around all that food… Before he got caught up into too much in-fat-uation, the butler slowly started to rub his paws in counter-clockwise circles across the fluffy surface, spiraling out from the middle of the tum to cover the whole distance of that tum. And when those doggy-sides were reached, Light spiraled in reverse, going clockwise back to the middle.

While a tad anxious at first, Tucker was more than a little surprised by the quality of this rub. Of course, surprise quickly melted away into relaxation given that fact… He let out a very pleased rumble, his body doing a little shudder as he felt a slow, happy tingle travel along his spine. …He had enjoyed pets before, but… No previous clients had ordered the belly-rub option with him before. And those pets, though nice, were merely done for a few seconds; a few swishes of a paw along his head and back, maybe a few pets behind the ears. These actions had always given him a pleasant zing, but...this, was no brief zing…! ...Another course of food arrived as these slow and focused rubs continued. Tucker could not quite see what was delivered, his eyes just a little unable to focus right now, but it smelled good...

"You feel very soft, and rather empty in your tummy, my maid. Would you perhaps, like to eat the rest of these lovely pastries for me?" Light would ask gently in a clear fib, kneading his pawpads deeper into the Tucker-gut. Really, it was HARDLY ‘empty’, but...he could help the maid’s tummy make a little more room with all of these belly-rubs, right?

"R-Rurrr~ Rurrufff~ ...Y-Yes, Master...!" Was all that Tucker could manage to respond, slipping just a tad into a now-somewhat-familiar basicness as his paws folded in front of his chest, his leg jerking in tiny involuntary kicks... Euphoria clouded his decision-making...though, it did whet his appetite!...

Light happily continued to distract the pupper in this way, sliding the new food over to the table-edge and arranging it within good snout-grabbing distance of the overturned pup. The butler-dog let Tucker eat at his own pace, simply doing his best to distract Tucker from feeling full via a myriad of different belly rubs, head pats, snoot-rubs, ear-scritches... It seemed that, being a Pooch himself, Light knew all the right petting-spots on a good boy...or good girl...like Tucker~ Certainly, if there were no interruption, both maid and Master would be enjoying their meal for quite some time…