A talk over homemade ice cream
*Charlie was bored out of his mind. He couldn't play his guitar, thanks to his finger. He was sick and tired of reading books and watching movies. Not to mention, he was sick and tired of this insane heat. He couldn't even wear his hoodie to show that he was in a bad mood because to do so in this heat would be bloody insane. The heat even ruined his style! How do you like that? For most of the week it's been shorts and nothing else and if he could get away with it, it wouldn't even be that much.*
*Charlie was just plain bored and pissed off. He could go for some ice cream right about now really...but someone had cleared out the cafeteria. Probably the bloody monster. First break his finger then steal all the ice cream. That'd be just like him.*
*He wished that he could go back in time, back home in England. Back to when he was a boy and his mum made homemade ice cream for himself and Liam, and it wasn't the kind you made with a ice cream maker either. It was cold, delicious, and easy to make. He used to watch his mum whip it up every summer. It had been one of his most favorite ways to spend time with her. If he really thought about it, he could remember how she made it*
*Charlie grinned as the idea hit him. Why not make up his own ice cream? The kind his mum made for him and Liam every summer! It'd be only the vanilla kind, but they could add different sauces and items like cookies and nuts and candy if they wanted. It'd be a nice surprise for Claire, who he knew was still feeling guilty for what the monster had done to his finger. Some homemade ice cream would cheer her right up*
*Singing to himself, Charlie went into the kitchen and got to work. A few hours later, it was finished. He dipped some out into a small bowl and took a bite and closed his eyes in pure bliss at the cold treat. Just as he remembered it and in this heat, pure heaven. Maybe he should make up some more for Ben's party for Hurley. He'll even jot down the recipe to give out. After all, why should he be the only one to enjoy a recipe that they could all take advantage of in this heat. It was like Juliet said. They all had to look out for each other.*
*He closed the freezer and prepared a bigger batch for the party tomorrow. After that was done, he dipped some out for Claire and waited for her to return. He just knew that she was going to love this surprise*
*Charlie was just plain bored and pissed off. He could go for some ice cream right about now really...but someone had cleared out the cafeteria. Probably the bloody monster. First break his finger then steal all the ice cream. That'd be just like him.*
*He wished that he could go back in time, back home in England. Back to when he was a boy and his mum made homemade ice cream for himself and Liam, and it wasn't the kind you made with a ice cream maker either. It was cold, delicious, and easy to make. He used to watch his mum whip it up every summer. It had been one of his most favorite ways to spend time with her. If he really thought about it, he could remember how she made it*
*Charlie grinned as the idea hit him. Why not make up his own ice cream? The kind his mum made for him and Liam every summer! It'd be only the vanilla kind, but they could add different sauces and items like cookies and nuts and candy if they wanted. It'd be a nice surprise for Claire, who he knew was still feeling guilty for what the monster had done to his finger. Some homemade ice cream would cheer her right up*
*Singing to himself, Charlie went into the kitchen and got to work. A few hours later, it was finished. He dipped some out into a small bowl and took a bite and closed his eyes in pure bliss at the cold treat. Just as he remembered it and in this heat, pure heaven. Maybe he should make up some more for Ben's party for Hurley. He'll even jot down the recipe to give out. After all, why should he be the only one to enjoy a recipe that they could all take advantage of in this heat. It was like Juliet said. They all had to look out for each other.*
*He closed the freezer and prepared a bigger batch for the party tomorrow. After that was done, he dipped some out for Claire and waited for her to return. He just knew that she was going to love this surprise*