[ITP: Cravings]

[cheerleading]

[It's very late at night, or very early in the morning, and there's a blonde girl sitting on a bench in the mess hall in pyjamas and a dressing gown, spooning icecream into a bowl.]

You know what this needs? Pickles. And peanut butter.

[She licks the spoon thoughtfully.]

And maple syrup.

((mingle! eta: sleeping! will pick up old & new tomorrow.

Comments

[hadaringonit]

Peanut Butter? What might that be?

[cheerleading]

God, you're so tiny. Um! It's just mushed peanuts really.

[hadaringonit]

Peanuts mashed in butter? It does not sound very tantalizing.

[cheerleading]

Oh, there's no butter, just mashed peanuts. With salt and... a bit of sugar.

[hadaringonit]

An unusual combination, but I imagine it's better than it sounds.

[cheerleading]

It is! But right now I only have ice-cream.

[hadaringonit]

Iced cream? This land has many strange foods.

[cheerleading]

You haven't had ice-cream before? You are completely missing out! [starts spooning you a bowl :x]

[hadaringonit]

[watching]

[cheerleading]

[hands you the bowl and the spoon] There you go. Try it!

[hadaringonit]

[takes it carefully and scoops a bit of ice-cream on his spoon. Then with due consideration, puts it in his mouth]

... It's cold!

[cheerleading]

Ya-huh. That's why it's called ice-cream.

[hadaringonit]

I've never had a food so chilly before.

[cheerleading]

You are one deprived little person. It's frozen- you know, like snow.

[hadaringonit]

I know what snow is. We don't try to consume it.

[taking another curious bite]

[cheerleading]

Snow's just water. This is cream, and sugar, and, um... [doesn't actually know what's in icecream]