Sweet Tooth

[Gilver Grimm]

Role Playing as Marcus Grimm

"Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour..."

Whispered Marcus as he read the name of the shop before stopped in front of an old ice cream parlour. The place was evidently old and he was guessing that this shop may have been there for at least hundreds of years now. Nevertheless, he opened the doors and went inside.

The smell of the place was sweet, in fact, too sweet for a parlour or maybe because the ice cream parlours in the muggle world are a bit different from the wizarding world. There were quite a few people, a couple of kids and some old ones who are obviously happy enjoying their ice creams on a hot day. Eager to get his own treat, Marcus decided to take a seat and ordered his favorite, a strawberr sundae.

"How many scoops would you like to have?" asked the attendant.
Excited as Marcus was, he can't decide on how many scoops for his treat so he simply replied, "Just two, please."

While the his order was being processed as he waited, Marcus suddenly felt a bit nervous. He can't remember if he was able to bring any galleons along with him before he left his quarters earlier today. A small sweat broke down from his forehead as he felt a little more nervous, thinking and hoping that he may have some galleons stuck in his pockets, he started to search for it. A couple of seconds passed and Marcus found nothing while the attendant is now back with his order.

Feeling a little bit pissed and nervous, Marcus can't say anything else but, "Uh-oh."

[Kkytha]

Role Playing as Mia Dante

A strong smell had drawn Mia away from Flourish & Blotts, where she had been sitting in a dusty corner, reading a book she hadn't bought. What was the point of buying it when she could read it in peace at the back of the shop where no-one could see her? She didn't see the point in that.

The only thing worth buying were things she needed to use back at home, or at Hogwarts, when she goes there.

And canned tuna. Lots and lots of canned tuna.

She stuck her head out of F&B, little button nose twitching and wrinkling at the smell. Either this was a new scent she had never come across before, or the Alley was way to crowded for her to be able to distinguish what that particular smell was.

Canned Tuna? No. Ice-cream? No…

She slipped out of the bookstore, heading a few shops down, following the strange and interesting scent.

A giant pong of sweat reached her nose as a group of adolescent kids wandered past, screaming at each other. Mia shuddered at the revolting stench, and decided to head back to Flourish & Blotts as to escape the horrifying smells of the outside world, when-

She turned to look at the Ice-cream parlour, pinpointing a bowl of light brown sludge. She sniffed the air, pinpointing the unfamiliar scent. She crept closer, fascinated by the scent.

A bit of salt. A dash of milk…

Tuna. Ice-cream.

With almost comical movement she dashed into the parlour, taking in the scent of what might become her favourite consumable product.

Tuna ice-cream..Tuna ice-cream…

“R…r…meow…” she purred, her nose against the glass, hands reaching into her pocket for her Galleons.


“Uh oh,”

Mia turned to see an older boy looking flustered, searching in his pockets. Her socially retarded nature taking over, she bolted over, no sense of personal space, and squeezed into the seat next to his

”You alright?” she asked, ”you look troubled.”

[Gilver Grimm]

Role Playing as Marcus Grimm

"This is just great.. This is just !@#$%^ great.."

Marcus was swearing to himself, how could he be so stupid to forget that. His excitement has now vanished and the strawberry sundae is now starting to melt in front of him. Feeling hopeless on the situation, Marcus took his hand out from his pocket and finally decided to return what he ordered when somebody suddenly asked.

"You alright?" asked a girl who, from out of nowhere, suddenly took a seat beside him. Suprising as it was, Marcus sat there frozen, glancing at the stranger's eyes when she continued, "you look troubled."

"Oh.. It's nothing." replied Marcus with a relaxed tone trying his best to hide his problem from her. The very last thing that Marcus needs right now is someone who would laugh at how funny and stupid his problem was.

He then turned back his attention to his treat and started to take small scoops trying look as if nothing is wrong. His mind may be fixed but his body isn't and another sweat broke down from his forehead from the frustration that he currently feels.

"So.. What are you here for? Marcus eventually asked, trying to divert the topic away from him.

[Kkytha]

Mia never hesitated to speak when asked a question, sometimes playing to her advantage while at school, but often at her disadvantage in social situations due to the fact that once she starts, she is never, never going to stop.

”What am I here for?” she repeated, ”Well! It’s a very long story but I got really hot at home, and I ran out of books to read so I came out here. I stopped by leaky cauldron beforehand to cool down indoors before coming out here. I think I fell asleep too, it’s so cool, as opposed to the hot air outside. But after a while it got really stinky because all these sweating people came in to cool down, so I came here to Diagon Alley. But after a while the streets got so crowded, and I passed by the bookstore so I decided to go in and see if there were any interesting books to read. There was this fascinating biography on some people who attended Hogwarts decades ago,”

She took large breath.

”But then I smelt something really interesting so I poked my head outside to get a better smell. It smelt like Tuna-fish, and ice-cream, so it really intrigued me. So I followed the scent, but then some extremely bad-smelling kids came around and threw me off, they smelt so bad. I was going to go back to the bookstore when I smelt it again, then I followed it here.”

She looked up at him, already-too-wide-eyes widening, ”did you know they have Tuna ice-cream here? Isn’t it the best invention ever? It’s officially my favourite food now.”

Clearly unaware of the previously mentioned thing classified as “personal space”, she wriggled up next to him, taking a good look at his strawberry sundae, ”that looks delicious. Is it strawberry? I love strawberry. Especially strawberry milk. But I like tuna more. Tuna’s the best!”

She decided she had answered his question enough, and decided to return it, "Why are you here??", she smiled.

[Jenni]

Role Playing as Adam Tallorn

Adam walked into the ice cream parlour, he was ready to pull another prank and it involved a lot of ice cream. His pockets were slightly weighted down by the weight of the galleons he had brought just in case he didn't have enough ice cream, looking around he noticed a girl sitting next to a boy that looked a little flustered.
Nodding to himself more than anyone else he took a seat across from them both, "Hey, mate. You okay?"
He smiled at the girl but was slightly worried about the guy sitting next to her.

[Kkytha]

Mia looked overjoyed at a third person entering her day, a third person actually stopping and talking to her.

"He doesn't look okay, does he?" she commented, almost leaning over the table to get in the newcomer's face, "he was like this when I found him, he looked terrified, and quite troubled.”

She smiled at the troubled one, ”it’s okay! Everything’ s okay!”, then to the newcomer, ”do you know what’s wrong? He doesn’t look too good. I came in just now because I smelt some tuna ice-cream. Isn’t that amazing? Tuna ice-cream! Whoever invented that is a genius, and I strive to become him, or her, whichever gender he or she is! Heck, the inventor could be an animal! A cat? Or a dog. Or even a rat. Rats are very clever nowadays. I used to have a rat. But I ate it.”

She stopped herself. Oops. She just gave something away. No trouble, no-one would have heard it anyway. They’d have thought she was joking.

”Tuna ice-cream is the best thing since sliced pumpkin,” she continued, ”although strawberry ice-cream is quite delicious too. It’s what he’s having, see? I quite like strawberry, especially strawberry milk. Don’t you? It’s so full of protein. When I was younger I drank milk every night before I went to bed, it’s made me grow! But I’m not very tall. See, when I stand up, I’m barely taller than you, I think.”

She turned back to the troubled, older boy, ”Everything will be okay! You should be happy, strawberry sundaes should make you happy!” She turned to the newcomer, "right? Right??"

[Mosden Vincent]

Mosden had been sitting nearby the entire time, getting to remember what ice cream tasted like. He had forgotten how much he loved vanilla. Just as he finished his last bite, Marcus came in. He drew the attention of Mosden because of his facial features. Was he part asian or something? Mosden stared at him curiously as he appeared flustered and angry when he couldn't find something in his pockets. Deciding to keep out of it, he stood up to leave, only for Mia to come bounding in, talking rapidly to the flustered teen. He listened to her ramble, finding himself grinning more and more as she went on. She reminded him of an old friend. He decided he could sit for a bit longer, sitting down just as Adam showed up. As he approached and said something to the boy, Mia began talking once more, Mosden trying to keep up. Did she just say she ate her pet rat? He chuckled a bit out loud and quickly stopped himself, suddenly nervous. He didn't want to intrude.

[Gilver Grimm]

OOC: Really Good to know that you guys are getting yourselves involved here. Appreciate it. :)

IC:
Marcus sat there, just there, he was frozen solid on his seat as he quietly listened to the girl. "How in the world can a person talk this much?", he thought to himself as he never expected anyone can be quite talkative as her, let alone they don't even know each other.

Then came another stranger, a tall, thin lad who looks just a tad younger than himself. As the guy took a seat next to the girl, Marcus again, muttered to himself, "This is great.. How can this day get any worse than it is?". Feeling a little bit more frustrated than before, Marcus again quietly continued to listen in their conversation.

After another long rant from the girl who loves to talk much, Marcus finally decided to tell what was really going on. He felt as though there was no other choice and there was no way he could escape the two in front of him.

"Strawberry sundaes are my favorite so nothing wrong there, it is just that I sort of forgot to bring galleons on the way here.."

Marcus then took a deep breath and somewhat felt slightly better than before. He never expected them to say anything, he just felt that if he finally said what was his problem, that would probably make them stop asking questions.

And just before any of the two can even say something about his problem, Marcus noticed somebody eavesdropping on their conversation. As he looked around, Marcus saw another tall guy standing by and he looked as if he's trying to make something out of what they've just said. "Didn't you know that it is rude to eavesdrop?", Marcus said on a louder tone before he took another scoop of his strawberry sundae so that the guy may hear what he just said.

[Mosden Vincent]

Mosden flinched as if struck. He hadn't meant any harm in it. He was just interested in their conversation. He gave a frown. "Sorry. I didn't mean to be rude." He glanced at the price of a strawberry sundae and counted out the amount from his pocket. "If you need money to pay for the sundae I don't mind giving you some." Mosden offered. He never had trouble with money and had never really cared to keep it to himself. And it was the least he could do for making the guy uncomfortable by listening in.

[Kkytha]

"Too late!" Mia cheered, slamming little coins onto the table next to Marcus' strawberry sundae, causing the table to shake just a little, "Mommy told me never to give money to strangers, but you're not a stranger! I know you! You like Strawberry Sundaes! I know all about you!"

"I used to have a friend who just absolutely loved Strawberry sundaes, she had one at least each week. I paid for her sometimes, because she wasn't allowed ice-cream, so she never had the money to buy them. But I have weekly pocket money, so I always bought it for her. But after a while she stopped talking to me, other than to ask for the sundae. I loved buying them for her, even if she didn't want me going with her anymore, she went with other girls. And then one day I forgot to bring her the Sundae money, she locked me in a bathroom for hours. It smelt really, really bad. But it was okay in the end, I brought the money the next day."

She looked at Marcus, "so it's okay! I will pay for your sundae, you're not a stranger, and you're nice!"

She thought for a while,

"...What's your name?" she enquired both of them with a cheery smile.