Judith
*Deneb lightly hummed himself a chipper tune, Michael Haggins' Daybreak to be specific. A personal favourite to keep himself in a chipper mood as he baked, or at least began to. On the table was a white silicone sphere mold, which had small half-spheres constantly dotted around in order to make as many halves as possible. While it would have been easier to get candy melts, Deneb had decided to play a much more complicated game, int hat he was making his own melted chocolate, by putting a few chocolate bars into a small pot and heat it up at a nice 53°C (127°F). He'd get Vela, his Armorouge involved, but with how overzealous, and just plain how hot the fire Vela could command, would probably melt the chocolate too fast, so making it homemade was always the best option. He continued humming as he leaned against the counter, watching the chocolate melt.*

*Sitting upon the shoulder furthest away from the stove was none other than Ambrosia, his little devil of an Applin. He lightly scratched it on the head, or well apple? It didn't matter, Ambrosia just enjoyed the fuss from Deneb.*

"These are gonna turn out great, I can just tell!"

*He'd say to Ambrosia, who sort of just blinked in agreement ~~i dont know what sound a worm apple dragon would make~~ as the two just saw and watched the chocolate melt bit by bit.*
Paul
The aroma of melting chocolate escaped into the mansion's halls, beckoning those with a sweet tooth to come forth. Unfortunately, for those in the kitchen, there was already a very eager lover of sweets on their way. The omens of this vistor first came as simple verberations, ripples in the otherwise pleasant melody of the kitchen. Then, the sound of feet stomping with rythmic bustle. As quick as these sounds came, a joyful Dracozolt burst into the heaven of sweet aromas. The electrified dragon roared with glee as they hopped and pranced their way towards the melting chocolate. This creature, despite their size, carried itself with sweet innocence, like a child happily awaiting a cookie. Meria ran into the kitchen right behind her beloved Dracozolt. She was very much out of breath, her chest rocking heavily as she tried to compose herself. In her arms, she carried a sleeping Flapple, whose slumber continued undisturbed despite her trainer's not-so-light jog through the mansion. "Mallorca, ven aqui!" Meria addressed her Dracozolt with a breathless yet forceful command. Meria was typically very sweet and quiet, so her motherly scorn was rather a rare sight to see. Her cheeks turned bright red as soon as she noticed Deneb and the rest of his party. That motherly forcefulness she displayed quickly vanished into quiet mutterings, followed by a very small wave of hello. "H-hello!" Meria spoke with a flustered voice as she clumsily tried to calm down the joyously rampaging Dracozolt.
Judith
"Que!? Que!?" *Deneb would immediately burst into Spanish distress as the Dracozolt happily burst into the room and towards the pot. Deneb woul dhave gone infront of the pot to try and stop the Draczolt, but with how fast the 'Mon was, along with the fact he would massively caught of guard, he ended up stumbling backwards, but not slipping fortunately. Though the same could not be said for Ambrosia, who in the stumbling had fallen off of Deneb's shoulder and rolled slightly away from him, but still within somewhat reach, to which he snapped up immediately.* "Ambrosia, I'm so sorry!" *Deneb would shut his eyes tight as he held the Applin in his hands. Meria's scold towards her Dracozolt had quickly snapped him out of that though, as he placed the Applin on his shoulder again, once more patting it on the apple.* 

"Hi..." *Deneb had said in response, giving a small wave.*
Paul
Meria placed Mermelada, her beloved Flapple, on the kitchen counter before she continued to gently wrestle with Mallorca. "Are you alright, cariño?" Meria's words stumbled and stuttered as she tried to hold Mallorca in place. Mallorca, on the other hand, whipped their head side to side, attempting to get a glimpse of the treat that summoned them to the kitchen in the first place. Mermelada, on the other hand, continued her peaceful slumber. As she calmed down Mallorca, Meria noticed the adorable Applin resting on the other trainer's shoulder. To think that Mallorca could have hurt such a cute being on accident! Just the thought was enough to rock Meria's heart. With the presence of another, Meria's previous display of motherly forcefulness could not be replicated. She was simply too shy for it! Instead, Meria gave Mallorca a small pout and a look that conveyed all that was needed to be done. Like magic, the once energetic Pokémon bowed their head and apologized with small growls befitting of a prehistoric dragon.
Judith
"I- yeah. Thank you." *Deneb seemed to be a just a little frightened by Mallorca, still. It wasn't exactly obvious, but he didn't move out of his spot, moreso just watching Meria struggle with Mallorca. Pokémon, eh? He scratched the back of his head a bit awkwardly, before peering into the pot he was melting chocolate into. Seems like it was done, no chunks standing out, or little pieces, so that was good enough for him. While Meria tussled with her Dracozolt for the time being, he turned off the stove and with oven mitts on (Even if the handles couldn't be heated, he still wanted to be safe) he slowly placed it next to the counter. With that out the way, he quickly turned to Meria.*

"Would you like any hel-" He was quickly cut off as Meria pouted, and widened his eyes a little at the fact she was so easily able to stop her Pokémon like that.* "Uh- nevermind." *He'd finish off, taking off his oven mitts and placing Ambrosia onto the counter, but away from the pot.*