Chilly Boulder, Saturday Morning

[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe had been very responsible today. She'd gotten herself and Grace dressed, had cleaned up her room (not that it had needed to be cleaned much, since she was always good about that), and now, she was taking Grace to get something to eat. After walking around town for a little while, she and Grace had ended up at Chilly Boulder, sharing a nice big banana split. Bananas were fruits, so it totally counted as good food as far as she was concerned.

[Open for your ice cream needs!]

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[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Ice cream!" No, Wade. Just... no. "And girls," he added, narrowing his eyes at Zoe and Grace.

[bigdamnprincipal]

Zoe narrowed her eyes at Wade in return, and put her arm around her ice cream. "This is ours. I'm sure they have ice cream for boys too though," she said, like "boys" was a dirty word.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"I dunno." Wade sniffed haughtily. It didn't really work on him, but he did it anyway. "There might be germs on it now."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"Girls don't have bad germs! And it's not like we touched everything." Although the temptation to go behind the counter and lick all the ice cream to claim it for herself was strong.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

But that was only because ice cream was amazing when there was no one to tell you to stop eating it.

"Girls are covered in gross germs. They infect people with pink and crowns."

[bigdamnprincipal]

"If you want to wear pink, that's your fault, not mine. And the boys who got crowns yesterday liked them," Zoe said. "Crowns are cool."