Second Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

Cream? Check.

Milk? Check.

As many different types of chocolate as they could find? Check.

Enough other various toppings and ingredients to open up a grocery store? Check and double-check.

The second floor common room's kitchen had been transformed. Bowls filled with fruit, candy, chocolate pieces, and other various ingredients were strewn about the counter. Tiny bottles filled with lemon, vanilla, and peppermint extracts lined up like soldiers awaiting deployment. Every available surface in the fridge was filled with cartons of heavy cream and gallons of milk.

In the center of it all, whirring in self-important splendor, was the ice cream maker Ben had gotten for his birthday.

"This," Karla breathed as she glanced around the kitchen one more time, "is going to be epic."

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[endsthegame]

"There's a whole page on coffee ice cream," Ender said, mildly. "I suggest you stick with that next time."

He picked up some strawberries.

[glacial_queen]

They would have, if they'd set out to make coffee ice cream. It was more they started out for vanilla and gotten sidetracked on the way.

"Next time we'll see if T&C's carries vanilla beans," Karla said. "Then we won't have this problem at all." She picked up some strawberries and began slicing. "What goes in this next batch?"

[momslilassassin]

"Clearly not fun," Ben teased, reaching out to poke Ender.

[endsthegame]

Ender poked him back. "I'm just trying to keep you from poisoning himself," he argued back, stupidly forgetting about Karla's presence entirely for about point five seconds.

[glacial_queen]

Karla just watched their interplay silently, smirking a bit to herself.

And maybe adding little chocolate chunks to the bowl of strawberry pieces.

Chocolate went with everything! It was practically a rule!

[momslilassassin]

"We're not going to poison ourselves," Ben vowed, poking Ender again. "We won't substitute coffee creamer for heavy cream, or powdered sugar for real sugar." He leaned over Ender's shoulder to read the recipe. "Do we have any vanilla stuff left?"

[endsthegame]

"There's no vanilla stuff in the recipe," Ender argued, bumping his shoulder up against Ben.

He'd notice the tomfoolery Karla was up to in a second. "You trying to 'enhance' anything foodwise is a pathway to destruction, Skywalker."

[glacial_queen]

Adding chocolate was not tomfoolery, Ender. It was a necessary part of life, never mind ice cream making.

"Coffee creamer isn't--oohhhhh," she said, looking thoughtful. "You know, I think I figured out what went wrong with one of my batches of cookies."

Huh. Funny that.

[momslilassassin]

"Whoops," Ben snickered, reaching for the sugar and flicking some extra at the both of them because he was secretly nine.

[endsthegame]

"Am I supposed to be thrown aback by this?" asked Ender, who didn't at all flick some flour in Ben's general direction.

[glacial_queen]

Heh. 'Secretly.' That was adorable.

"Mother night, you are both children," Karla said, rolling her eyes.

...While adding more chocolate chips to the bowl.

...and also tossing a few at the both of them.

[momslilassassin]

"Where'd the chocolate chips come from, Karla?" Ben asked innocently. "I didn't know they came out of strawberries."