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Chilly Boulder: Saturday Evening
| "Hey you," Mel said showing up five minutes late for what was totally not a date. Just ice cream dammit. "Did I keep you waiting?" | |
| "No, I just got here," Zuko said nonchalantly. Which was totally a lie and he wasn't sure why. | |
| "Rocketship," Mel said opening the door. "Ever been here before?" | |
| Zuko shook his head. "I only head ice cream in the common room," he said, following Mel inside. | |
![]() | "That stuff is complete toy compared to this," Mel said walking up to the counter. "Check out the toppings." |
| Zuko moved beside her and blinked at many, many choices, his eyes going wide. "You can get that all in one bowl?" | |
![]() | "If you're looking for a sugar rush that will leave you in a coma for a few days? Absolutely," Mel joked. "You might want to go with just two or three toppings." |
| <"Three," he decided and glanced at her. "Which ones?"/td> | |
| "Well I'm a little hardcore," Mel replied. "So I'm going with the twinkie sundae with the cake batter and peanut butter fudge brownie ripple as well as some hot fudge and caramel. Think you can handle that?" | |
| "Why wouldn't I?" Zuko asked right away, convinced he could handle anything Mel could. | |
![]() | "Okay!" Mel said holding up her hands in a complacent manner. "Fine. If that's what you want." |
| "Yes," he narrowed his eyes at her, wondering if he'd just walked into some sort of trap. "It is." | |
| "Fine by me," Mel said placing the order and pulling out her cash. "You want anything to drink with that?" | |
| "Wait," Zuko frowned at her as he watched her get out the money. "You can't pay." | |
| Mel looked at her money and then back at Zuko with a confused expression. "Why the rut not?" | |
| "It's not the proper way," he was still frowning and quite possibly needed a reminder of that not a date thing. | |
![]() | "Proper way for what?" Mel said looking confused. Then she narrowed her eyes at Zuko. "Wait. What exactly is this?" |
| "Nothing! Ice cream!" Zuko protested right away. | |
![]() | Mel gave Zuko a look of doubt. Or was it disappointment? Either way she just nodded. "So... what? We each pay for ourselves then. That okay? |
| It still was weird, but it seemed like a good enough compromise and he nodded. "Deal." | |
![]() | "Okay." Mel said paying the guy at the counter who was giving them both a strange look. Mel glared at him. "Shut up. Scoop the damn ice cream." She grabbed her sundae and headed for the table trying not to feel weirded out by it all. |
| Scowling, Zuko put his money on the counter and then grabbed his ice cream and followed after Mel. The scowl disappeared however when he sat down at the table and studied his ice cream. "This is huge." | |
| "I told you it was a lot," Mel said relaxing slightly as she went in for her first spoonful. "You don't need to eat it all." | |
| Zuko frowned at her and then at the ice cream. "I bought it, I'm going to eat it," he said stubbornly, digging in to prove it. | |
![]() | "Yeah, good luck with that," Mel said taking a bite of her ice cream and savoring the flavor. "Oh, yeah. That's the good stuff." |
| Zuko paused after a few bites, realising exactly just how sweet this was. "It's... rich." | |
![]() | "Mmm-hmm," Mel said slowly sucking the ice cream off her spoon as she closed her eyes. "Isn't it rocketship?" |
| "I don't know what a rocketship is," Zuko pointed out, but he did seem to like the ice cream well enough. | |
![]() | "It's slang from my timeline," Mel said hunting for some cake batter. "It means 'awesome'. But a real rocketship is a... it's a vessel you use to blast off the planet into outer space. If you take that Flying workshop you actually get to do it." |
| He made a face. "Bridge was saying nonsense like that too." | |
| Mel gave him a look. "Why is it nonsense?" | |
| "You can't travel through nothing," Zuko said matter of factly. | |
| "Yes you can," Mel replied. "I did two weeks ago." | |
| "No," he said stubbornly and took another huge bite. | |
| "So... what? I'm lying to you?" Mel asked in a challenging fashion. | |
| Zuko knew when he was entering a tricky situation when he saw it. Well, he knew sometimes anyway. He hesitated mid-bite and glanced up at her. "No." | |
| "But you don't believe what I'm saying," Mel said crossing her arms. "Just because you don't think something is possible doesn't mean it isn't true." | |
| "I'll believe it when I see it," Zuko replied. He would have mimicked her pose if he hadn't been too busy eating. | |
![]() | "That can be arranged, y'know" Mel said picking up her spoon again. "I don't see what the big deal is. Do you know how many people here probably didn't believe in firebending before you got here?" |
| "But I can show them," Zuko argued. "You can't travel to the Moon Spirit." | |
![]() | "And someone can show you," Mel said rolling her eyes. "And people have traveled to the moon. And beyond." |
| Zuko hrmphed and continued eating his ice cream. It was more than he thought. | |
![]() | Mel bit back a caustic comment and ate some more ice cream, which help soothe her mood. "How you doing over there?" Mel asked as she licked the spoon. |
| "Fine," Zuko said, briefly glancing up at her before scooping up another spoon. It took a second for the spoon licking to register and then he looked up again. Huh. | |
![]() | Mel took another bite of hot fudge and ice cream and slowly savored it as she sucked it off the spoon. Her face was a picture of utter bliss. "You getting full?" |
| Blink. Definitely Huh. This was rather... interesting. It took a second for the question to register. "Uh huh." Wait. "No." He quickly took the bite. There. | |
![]() | Mel was too interested in her ice cream to notice the answer or the reaction. She took another bite, getting hot fudge over her fingers. "Excuse me," she said and then licked them clean. Oh. So. Slowly. "Mmmmmm," she sighed as she finished licking. "Good stuff, huh? |
| Zuko was just staring now and he nodded mutely, have no clue what she'd just asked | |
![]() | Mel took another slow bite of ice cream and then looked over at Zuko. "Is it getting to be too much for you?" Referring to the ice cream of course. |
| "What?" Zuko asked, for a moment having no clue what she was going on about. | |
![]() | "Ice cream," Mel said putting a cherry in her mouth and letting it roll around her tongue before squishing it. "You're not eating any." |
| "You're being distracting," he accused, huffing before he took another huge scoop to catch up with her. | |
![]() | "I am?" Mel said licking some whipped cream off her spoon. "How am I doing that?" |
| Zuko waved his spoon at her. "Like that!" | |
| Mel looked at her spoon and then back at Zuko. "So... this bothers you?" | |
| "It doesn't bother me," he objected. "It..." He scowled. "Shut up," he said, quite definitely having learned that particular dismissal from Mel and he dug into his ice cream again, intend on finishing it without distractions. | |
![]() | A small grin crept over Mel's face. She didn't say anything. She did however pick up a slightly soggy Twinkie and began to slowly eat it. There might have been a slight moan of pleasure as she did it. |
| Zuko stopped eating and stared up at Mel. That... really wasn't fair and he should tell her to stop. Any second now. When he got his brain working again. Which would be really soon. Soonish. Hopefully. | |
![]() | "Oh god," Mel groaned as she wiped some ice cream/sponge cake off her face with her finger and then licked it off with her tongue. "Ooh. That is just so good." |
| That was... Zuko jerked out of it and blinked. "Stop that," he scowled at her, looking around quickly to make sure no one was looking at them. | |
| "What if I don't want to stop?" she whispered in a husky voice and then licked her lips. Mel was enjoying this way too much. | |
| "I..." he stared at her lips, losing his train of thoughts and then flustered. "Shut up." He couldn't think of anything else to say, really. | |
![]() | Mel leaned back in her chair and grinned. "I didn't realize I could have that effect on you," she said softly. |
| "There's no effect!" Zuko protested. | |
| Mel just raised an eyebrow. "So if I suggested we leave here and head over to the shack?" | |
| Zuko perked up at the suggestion. "Sure..." he paused. "After I finish the ice cream." He wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of being right. | |
![]() | Mel pursed her lips in in amusement. "You do that," she said as she picked up her spoon. "I'll just sit here and... enjoy my ice cream some more." |
| He narrowed his eyes at her, then quickly got up and moved to her side of the table, holding out his hand. "I'm done." | |
| "So soon?" Mel asked with a smirk and taking his hand. | |
| "Yes," he said simply, tugging on her hand to make her get up. | |
![]() | Mel laughed as she let herself be tugged up. "Well I guess that's one way to get me to shut up." |
| Zuko nodded. "Best way, too," he informed her, quickly leaning down for a kiss. | |
| Mel laughed again before kissing him back. "That way is pretty good too," she murmured before letting herself be dragged out of the store and towards a certain shack. Where nothing cute or remotely date-like happened. Really. Shut up. |
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