Main Campfire [evening]

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

So, yeah, Puck was a little on the tipsy side. He'd gotten drunk in his alcove, though, like a person who didn't want to get in trouble.

Such an occasion, of course, called for fire. Sadly this was pretty typical back in Lima, too, where there weren't even firepits. On the bright side, that meant he was able to light a fire pretty effectively.

And now he had a bag of procured marshmallows, which, okay, he'd toast. But more importantly, he'd found a box of Peeps left over from Easter and was meticulously shooting them, throwing them, launching them and otherwise flinging them into the fire to make them alternately blow up or melt. So far, more were melting than blowing up, really, but if it worked in a microwave, Puck was sure it had to work even better in a fire.

[oooopen yes.]

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[glacial_queen]

Karla was bored bored bored. So when she saw the group of people hanging out by the campfire, she decided to head over there and hang out. "Kiss kiss," she called, giving a half-hearted wave to the collected group.

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

"Was that an offer?" Puck asked, lazily smiling at the new arrival.

[glacial_queen]

"Nope," Karla said easily, claiming a spot at the fire. She did smile back though--he had the marshmallows. "Except under very specific circumstances. Of which this isn't."

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

"Lil' bit misleading," Puck noted, pouting a bit.

[glacial_queen]

"I've never pretended to be nice," Karla said, smirking. "Or fair. It's my greeting. Besides. Sometimes it is an invitation."

Just not for Puck. Unless she got stuck in a kissing booth again. Or glitterfied. Or there was some kind of game. Or pollen flowers. Or--

This island was crazy.

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

"Tease," Puck replied playfully. "Wanna throw lil' pastel animals into a fire?"

Easily distracted, yes.

[glacial_queen]

"I'd rather roast a few I can eat," Karla said, beckoning a row of marshmallows out of the bag and up over the fire. "Wasting sugar's a crime, you now" she added as the marshmallows began rotating slowly in place.

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Tim smiled.

[glacial_queen]

"Hey Tim," Karla said, giving him a bright smile. "Claiming vengeance on the marshmallows then?"

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"Nah, they're innocent victims. I wouldn't be so cruel."

[glacial_queen]

"Glad to see your scruples remain intact," Karla teased. "Otherwise, I might have been moved to tears at such rampant waste of sugar."

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"I may have lost a bet, but I still have a sense of honor," Tim smiled.

[glacial_queen]

"My hero," Karla said, giggling. "Defending the honor of helpless marshmallows from reckless waste."

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"It's the least I can do," Tim said. "Really."

[glacial_queen]

Karla laughed again and then beckoned a row of marshmallows out of the bag and up over the fire. "I realized the other day that sticks are kind of redundant," she said, as the marshmallows began rotating slowly in place. "And hopefully now I can keep them from catching fire!"

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"That's pretty handy," Tim agreed. "I think I'm going to skip marshmallows for a bit, though."

[glacial_queen]

"I don't blame you. All things sweet or just marshmallows for now?" Karla asked.

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"Just marshmallows," Tim said. "I think I can still handle other stuff."

[glacial_queen]

"Would you like to try one of these, then?" Karla asked, calling in one of the honey-pears from her tree. "They're a fruit in my world. They're very sweet."

Karla was so, so sad that she didn't have a stash of pickleberries now. Because she was mean.

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"What is it?" Tim asked, accepting the honey-pear. "And... where did it come from?"

[glacial_queen]

"It's a honey-pear," Karla explained. "From the Territory of Karkhava, back home. I have a mini-tree in my cabin."

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

Tim took a tentative bite. "Oh, wow. This is really good!"

[glacial_queen]

That totally says Narkhava, btw *facepalms*

Karla smiled at him. "I'm glad you agree," she said. "My last trip home we visited an orchard. If you drank at all, I'd offer you some honey-pear cordial."

[boywonder03.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Tim smiled back. "It's pretty good by itself, actually."

[glacial_queen]

"You should try them stewed," Karla said reverently, clasping her knees loosely. "As soon as she got some, Mrs. Beale had to try preparing them in every manner possible."