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Tommy's giant wrench rested in his hands as he walked into HQ. He swung it around like a weapon a few times, glad to have created it. "I give idea credits to the game Ratchet and Clank. COuldn't have done it without them." Tommy swung it around a little more as he went to the kitchen to grab a soda and a large plateful of Pizza, and a second plate of Taquitos and Ketchup.

Arekku steps into the main room, seeing Tommy and someone else who just walked in and back out. He gives a curious glance but shrugs it off. The brunette sighs.
"I remember when this place was booming with activity..."
"Yeah well, those days are over pal." The voice caused Arekku roll his eyes.
"It's always so great to hear your oh so optimistic views on things Roddy." Arekku turned to look at his Azumarill with a disapproving face, which the pokemon turned away from, crossing his arms.
"What? It's the truth, the only people I ever see around here anymore is the crazy boy over there with the wrench and maybe a few others. And this is my first time seeing that girl that left."

The Aquan sighed again, knowing his first caught pokemon was right.
"Yeah but it's alright to wish people would come back, yeah?"
This time it was Roddy's turn to sigh,
"I suppose that's alright. Just don't get carried away with that thinking, eh?"
Arekku nodded, rubbing the Azumarill's head. He stood back up to look around again.

Tommy yawned rather loudly as he stumbled into HQ like a drunk monkey. Except not. If that even makes any sense. Anyways, he took up his position on the couch, and sipped cooly on a can of soda. He wished somebody would show up, though he knew the odds of this was very, very slim.

Tommy came in covered in grime and sweat, the proud new owner of a certain fighting type pokemon. However, that story would come later. As it happened, he had to right up his mission report on that very subject. How queer. Tommy came to settle back down on the couch, though he kinda sensed that someone had been here just previous to him entering. Oh well. The Pyrotechnic Mechanic Man settled in, sipping on his own concoction of soda. Concoction meaning of two well known sodas. All rights reserved.

Tommy woke up on the couch with a start. He looked around, and noticed... "Whoa, the dust's gone." Tommy didn't notice any of the tumbleweeds that he' seen before nodding off. He looked at his watch. "Whoah. Happy Turkey Day, Aqua..." Tommy sighed. He didn't want to spend Thanksgiving alone, but that's what happens when Aqua becomes dormant, he decided.

On the off chance that somebody did show up, however, he threw a small turkey in the oven, along with a couple pumpkin pies. He started making mashed sweet potatoes, regular mashed potatoes, and corn-on-the-cobs. Hope this doesn't go to waste. At least Rugaji and the others will help me eat it. And I hope none if it burns..." Tommy ended with a small sigh, before settling down on the couch, say... half an hour later? Time warp? Yep.

Tommy looked up from the anime he was watching on his handheld, and turned it off quickly, seeing Memo. "Memo... it's been awhile, hmm?" Tommy said, standing up to greet his friend.

Tommy wasn't expecting the hug at all. Maybe a firm handshake, but definitely not a hug. Tommy accepted it though, and then parted. He sighed, kind of sleepy. He hadn't ever worked a kitchen, so getting all of that stuff ready was tiring for him. "Yeah... Turkey's cookin', pie, potatoe, sweet potatoe, mashed potatoes... A meal fit for one guy. A bottomless pit of a guy. I guess I'll have to share now." Tommy joked around a bit. It was nice having a bit of company.