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[treadingdawn]

Let it be known.

I, Caspian X, have accomplished a feat that many doubted could be accomplished by my hand at all.

It required two and a half days of my time.



This victory calls for a celebration.

Doctor House, I request your audience with the Pevensies and myself to mark this momentous occasion. If you are so inclined, perhaps you will bring with you tacos and taquitos. I am more than willing to make tamales however I regret to inform you that we do not have anymore carnitas. Will pollo con chile verde suffice? I hope that does not disappoint you. Do not worry, there will be enough ice cold horchata for both you and Eden. And the centerpiece? A piñata in your likeness.

But I understand you have a particular lameness and may not complete the journey to our fiesta. In that case, I hope you accept the gift I had delivered to you late this morning. Enjoy it, mi hombre.

Comments

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Vanilla?

[A grin at Peter, because he remembers. Truth be told, Caspian doesn't have a favorite flavor. Where did his childhood go?]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Or any flavor you want. You don't have to stay with my choice.

[Poor lost childhood. Where was the ice cream?]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Freezers aren't all that common in Narnia, and after Jadis who would want them to be?]

I don't have a favorite, to be honest.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Really? Lucy said they had thirty flavors, so I'm sure you'll find one.

[No sno cones from the peaks of Archenland?]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[What Telmarine wants to visit Anvard? Srsly.]

I would be willing to try one. Lucy did consult me on this 'rum raisin'.

[There it is too, though Caspian wouldn't recognize a parlor.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

I'm curious as to why they wouldn't have toffee.

[Good thing Peter knows one when he sees it. He's leaning over to examine the flavors, but he already knows what he's going to get. Maybe Caspian'll find something.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Sorry to disappoint, Peter. He picks mint, because it's green and that is Caspian's favorite color.]

I'll try that.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[That's lame, Caspian. Peter orders ice cream for the both of them. Two scoops, in nice old fashioned waffle cones.]

Here you are.

[He holds the cone out for Caspian. He should have taken Peter's toffee recommendation, tsk.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Gee Peter, are you trying to use Caspian? He accepts and sort of stares at it.]

It's a waffle.

[Iiiiinteresting. And he tastes.... Pleased Caspian is pleased.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It's a waffle cone. It's edible.

[Peter's not sure how much he has to explain. He takes a bite out of his while he watches Caspian... just in case.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He's taking careful licks for now.]

That is sweet and practical.

[Don't laugh, Peter, he's genuinely fascinated.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Practical?

[That's one way of describing ice cream he's never heard before. Lick lick. That mint can't be as good as Peter's.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

To consume and carry.

[It totally is, nice and cold and pale green.]

How is yours?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

It gets messy after a while. The ice cream melts, and the cone gets soft. It's a good idea in theory, but it's far from practical.

[Caspian has had vanilla before, right? Right?]

It's good. Messy, though.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Peter, you take the mysticism out of everything. Good thing Caspian is fine watching.]

Mine is fresh, like mint leaves. Would you like some?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[It's a waffle cone!]

A clean side, if you're offering.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[They don't have them in Narnia gawd. And Caspian laughs.]

What do you mean a clean side?

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Does he really have to explain? Peter points to his cone as a demonstration.]

A side that you haven't touched yet, or that hasn't entirely melted.

[Holding out his own cone. This is like a school lecture.]

If you were to try mine, I'd suggest the second scoop.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Well Peter'd make a good school teacher wouldn't he? Professor Kirke would be proud.]

.....

[While he's being lectured, Caspian takes a lick from Peter's cone. He doesn't even know if he licked a clean side, oops.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[As long as they were good, virtuous students.]

Caspian!

[He moves the cone higher, mainly in surprise. Peter was still talking, gaw'.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Oh yeah he's totally laughing because Caspian is pleased with his own ninja skills.]

It isn't bad at all.

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

You should have asked.

[Scowly scowl.]

Of course it's good.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Fine. May I have another, Peter?

[Polite and civil request is polite and civil.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Yes, you may.

[He brings to cone back down. Better watch yourself, Caspian. Don't mess up the cone.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[He takes a permitted lick, slow and savoring, not messing the cone up gaw'.]