Not sure where I got the idea for this (short) fic.
I also think Cosmo and Nation are one of the few canon parings I really think actually care about eachother. In fact, outside of Shock Treatment, I can't really think of any...
Anyway, enjoy my 350 (or so) words about humidity and antics with icecream.
(Yeah, it's PG-13.)
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Head Index is Off the Charts! )