Fro-Yo · 8:00pm Jul 20th, 2021
A collab with Griff. Enjoy.
Dante grunted as he tumbled through the double doors of the frozen yogurt shop, avoiding the swarm of paparazzi outside. His peer followed in immediately after, pushing through the doors and breathing heavily.
“What was that all about?”
“...me, actually...my fans’re crazy. I’d better be lucky they didn’t go for the glasses.” Dante grinned victoriously, flicking his shuttered glasses.
Undead Bez put a hoof to her own glasses, which had dirty and cracked lenses. “Huh.”
“Hey, look alive. Heh, literally.” He nudged her and gestured up at the interior of the place, there being dozens and dozens of flavor dispensers and tons of toppings to choose from.
Undead Bez walked over, gazing around in silent awe. “Woah… they really outdone themselves here.”
“I’ll say...the heck is a ‘Baja Blast’?”
“Baja? Isn’t that a Mexican state?”
“...maybe…?” He glanced up at all the other flavors, snagging a cup. “Hey, pick a favorite fruit.”
“A fruit?”
“Yeah. Like errr, grape.” Dante hovered in front of one dispenser, which had a picture of a stem of purple grapes.
“…Is ‘Pure Vanilla’ a fruit?” The changeling focused on a dispenser with what appeared to be a white flower sitting on a couple of brown sticks.
“Pretty sure it comes from a plant…?” He quirked a brow and moved closer to inspect it.
“Imma take a shot at this one.”
“Mm.” He nodded and strode over to another one of the dispensers. “Vanilla cherry. Sounds delish.”
“Neato.”
He watched the frozen yogurt pour from the dispenser and into his cup, an array of pink and white with frozen cherry bits in it. Dante licked his lips as he levitated a spoon from the silverware station. “Your turn.”
“Woah, uh… okay. I just… push this lever?”
He nodded and stood next to her, eating his fro-yo.
“Okay.” With that, she pushed it down.
Sprrrrrrat!!
A huge glob of frozen yogurt spurted out, overflowing the container.
The two changelings’ eyes widened in surprise.
“I...um…”
“Okaaay, whoops. Was it supposed to do that?”
“I don’t think you were supposed to yank it that hard.” He offered with a nervous chuckle, still taking small nibbles of his fro-yo. “...yeah, I think you broke it…”
“Did I? Shoot… hang on…” She looked and a paper pasted above the dispenser. “Caution! Faulty dispenser.”
“Well, if you still want vanilla, you can try mine…” he held up his cup, and another spoon. “It’s not plain, but it’s better!”
She chuckled, blushing a bit as she grabbed a few napkins and wiped up the mess. “At least I still have mine. A lot more than I was hoping but.. um… yeah. Thanks anyway though.”
His face heated up as he stared down into his cup. “Oh no, yeah, that’s fine.”
They both stood awkwardly for a moment.
Dante guffawed nervously to break the silence. “Hey, um- me-bathroom-gotta go.” And with that, he rushed into the restroom.
“Eheheh… okay then.”
Aww
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“Yeesh. It’s like the scene of a zombie invasion reenacted with sentient beings.”
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“Touché.”
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Heh