1st clover

[fourleafed]

Who: Yotsuba and anyone
Where: The Plaza
When: The 25th, middle of the day
Status: open
Style: starting post is action, but I'll match you

[Just after lunchtime, a small child can be found in the middle of the plaza. She is soaking wet, but she doesn't seem to care, since she's found something to amuse herself.

Namely, she's siting on a high-up branch of the coral, swinging her legs and laughing happily. She seems completely unaware of any danger she could possibly be in, too.]

It's so high up! I can see everything!

Comments

[fourleafed]

[It's good to try anyway, red bean ice cream is delicious.

But the prospect of a twist cone sounds agreeable to Yotsuba.]

A big cone of chocolate and vanilla?

it's been forever since I've had a twist cone

[bethehugejerk]

Big enough for you, alright? I'm not getting you a huge one when you're tiny next to me.

[He points to store they're coming up on, a little ice cream shop on the corner.]

That's the place there. Pick a place to sit when we get inside, and I'll get the cones.

The place near me does twists in chocolate/vanilla and strawberry/lemon :9

[fourleafed]

[As soon as Karkat says that, Yotsuba runs ahead, just barely hanging onto her towel and sucker. She runs into the store and hops into a seat at a table by the front window, and she waves happily to Karkat once she's seated.]

(1/2) oh man, I've never had a strawberry/lemon one. that sounds good

[bethehugejerk]

[He should have expected that.]

Damnit, don't run--!

[But there she goes. He chases after her a short distance, but you know what, screw it. She can find a spot.]

Lousy fucking kid.

[This is luckily muttered when she's out of earshot. He rubs a palm across his face, then walks the rest of the way to and into the store.]

(2/2)

[bethehugejerk]

[Once inside, he spares a glance to confirm where Yotsuba is, then heads on over to the counter for the ice cream. Soon enough he has hold of two cones, one a little larger than the other, both vanilla/chocolate twists. It sounded like a good idea. One flash of the mark on the back of his left hand for "payment", then he goes to her table.]

Here. And don't run off on me again, got it?

[He holds out the smaller cone.]

It is so delicious, it tastes like fruit loops

[fourleafed]

[She will gladly take the smaller cone, though she is totally planning on tricking Karkat later to get his ice cream too. Or at least she will plan on that until she is distracted and forgets about it.

First she takes a huge bite off the top of it, easily eating a fourth of what's visible in one bite. The rest, however, she will eat slowly.]

You said to go get a table.

[bethehugejerk]

I didn't tell you to run off like a hellbeast was after you. I said to get one once we got inside.

[He huffs, but takes a seat himself, and takes to licking at his cone. His teeth aren't really the kind for biting at it, plus he doesn't want brain freeze.]

[fourleafed]

What's a hellbeast?

[Ooh goodie it's time to learn new words!]

[bethehugejerk]

[Blink.]

Like some sort of monster. The bad kind, that eats people and doesn't do anything good to make up for it.

[He just kind of scrounged for a word really.]

[fourleafed]

[Oh whoops now she's looking out the window.]

Is there one outside? Is it gonna eat us?

[bethehugejerk]

[Why did he have to get her on this topic? His face sinks into the cushion of his free hand, supported further by his elbow propped on the table.]

Does it sound like there's anything horrible out there? If there was a hellbeast I would be out there fighting it instead of sitting here eating ice cream like a careless moron. I'm a troll and a leader, which means I'm a badass and that you aren't going to be eaten, so calm down before your cone melts.

[fourleafed]

[She actually understands most of those words, and she gets the meaning, but she attaches onto one line in particular to be amazed about.]

You're the leader?

[bethehugejerk]

[Not quite what he expected, but it's nothing he can complain about. He takes pride in his position, when he isn't beating himself up for his failings at it.]

Of my team, yes. If I explained the whole thing it would probably sail right over your head, so I'll put it this way: we played a game, we killed monsters, and we created a universe.

[fourleafed]

A game!

[She smacks her free hand down on the table to emphasize her point.]

I like games! Can I play?

[bethehugejerk]

No.

[Sternface.]

One, the game doesn't exist here, so you couldn't even if I'd allow it. Two, it destroys your planet and kills off your species. Three, you would probably die trying to play it.

Now forget about it and eat your ice cream.

[He goes back to his, still looking grumpy, as if to emphasize his point.]

[fourleafed]

[SADFACE

She will eat her ice cream, because it is starting to melt. But she is still sadfacing while she does so.

It is a morose ice cream eating.]

[bethehugejerk]

[And Karkat eats his own with the same stern, narrow-eyed look. He is not budging. You do not know stubbornness like his, Yotsuba.]

[It's probably ridiculous while he licks at his cone.]

[fourleafed]

[SAD ICE CREAM EATING HOW CAN YOU BE IMMUNE TO-

Oh hey she gets distracted again.]

How come your horns are so tiny?

[bethehugejerk]

[Kids. Karkat pulls back from his cone, and for a good moment he holds one solid expression at her: the deepest frown he can muster, and a look of intense disapproval. Of course, the curse means he can't argue that his horns aren't tiny.]

Shut up about my horns. There's nothing wrong with their size, and it's better than not having any, you smooth-headed human freak.

[fourleafed]

[Yotsuba laughs at the response.]

They look like pieces of candy corn. I like candy corn!

...

Do you have candy corn?

[bethehugejerk]

They're not candy corn, and no, I don't have any. You already have ice cream, and that sucker for when you...

[He trails off, and his mouth pulls up at one side as he thinks.]

You're going to need someplace to stay here.

[fourleafed]

I stay with Daddy.

[She hasn't yet realized that her dad isn't here.]

[bethehugejerk]

[This is going to be awful, he just knows it, but he has to ask all the same.]

Is he in this place?

[fourleafed]

Daddy works at home. I'll show you!

[And she shoves the entire ice cream cone in her mouth and eats it before hopping down from the chair and wandering out the front door.]

[bethehugejerk]

[Did she really just--]

[Why is he even wondering, of course she did. Karkat sighs and follows after her, munching at what remains of his own cone as he goes. Either they'll find this dad of hers, or more likely, they'll at least be out of the store when he has to make her face his absence.]