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Originally Posted by Emzily
WAS HE JOKING???
On two points. “One… of course I have tried Acid Pops before… c’mon, Atlas, I’m no amateur… two…” Remy worked out the sweets packaging and made no hesitation in popping a WHOLE candy piece directly into her mouth. Her expression started with utter triumph, held in a sort of frozen stance as the sweet sat on her tongue. She narrowed her eyes a little as she braved a tiny bite and that was it… *________*
She had managed to hold it for approximately 7 seconds before sticking out her tongue, her now famous expression, and letting the sweet drop to the ground. “Eeggggggggghhhh!!” Wow, muggles we’re more hardcore with their sour sweets than she had expected.
“Yes, precisely.” She turned to smile brightly, then deciding to let Atlas do whatever he wished to do with his tote bag, as long as they were both doing ice creams then they still matched. That being said, Remy started to focus harder on her creation, leaving a pause of creative silence between them. After finishing up with the first flavour, she drew another scoop ready for her second favourite. Cookies and Cauldron Cakes. “Mmmm… this is making me hungry. Wanna go to Floreans after this?” Remy glanced back to him.
Him? Joke? Unheard of. Though maybe it was partly rhetorical. Not his fault that she had said she didn't want her tongue to corrode! Though, maybe once he stopped to think about it, perhaps it was that experience that had turned her off from the whole sensation. Would only make sense. Sometimes two plus two equaled for and other times it equaled duck. Could be a toss up just like with his thoughts spewing out unfiltered.
"Good," he grinned, that grin turning into a small cocky kind of smirk. Remy just had that effect on him, she was like an air pump to his big head in many ways. In others though, it was gentler. A side of the coin he had not yet acknowledge and who knew when he actually would. But her attention and affection came with a certain kind of validation that the Gryffindor did not even really want to acknowledge he was seeking. Insecurities were like that, go figure. "Glad you can get on my level. Sometimes it can be lonely uo here."
He wasn't sure he felt bad or if he was amused. He was a little irked that a perfectly fine piece of candy had just been spit on to the floor, but it had belonged to dad first and not himself so, technically, it had not really cost Atlas anything so it was a point he could easily dismiss. "You okay?" he asked, patting his pockets for another candy he had brought with him. "Here. Eat this. It'll help," he said while offering her a little candy hard on the exterior but with honey on the inside to coat the tongue. "Unless you're allergic to honey, that is."
Finding his grove, Atlas swiftly made his way through the next couple of flavors (including one of Cookies and Cauldron Cakes!) and added glitter for accents only. He was debating his last couple, glitter now all over his fingers and across his brow thanks to wiping it earlier, he glanced over at her and nodded. "Sounds ace. Let's do that." Sitting here in the summer heat and partly shaded from the sun as it moved across the sky kind of demanded something cool to be consumed. "We should get the big sundae and then divide the scoops up. Most ice cream for your galleon and you get toppings included."
Settling on his remaining flavors (Rocky Road and Banana Pudding), he got to painting and adding a couple of details and dated his work in the lower right corner of the bag.
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