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somethingwithturquoise) wrote2024-07-11 09:24 am
somethingwithturquoise) wrote2024-07-11 09:24 am
The Dimension Ruled by the Giant Telepathic Spiders (IC-911); Thursday Evening [07/11].
So this was finally a thing that was happening.
Summer had gone and whisked Stark away to that one dimension where she was not only irreparably traumatized by an absolute terrorist of a sentient ship, but that was also, in the process of that trauma, taken over by giant telepathic spiders.
Ahhh. Good times!
But, anyway, this was also the dimension that Summer developed a taste for flies in her ice cream, because that was a big favorite of the giant telepathic spiders, and this dimension had the best Ball Fondlers movies out of literally any dimension that Summer had ever been to, so after catching the latest one on the big screen, they hopped over to the usual ice cream place, where the staff greeted Summer on clearly very familiar terms. She waved and greeted them back, and told them it would be a minute while they decided, it was Stark's first time! And then she slipped her hand into his and leaned on him a little as she scanned over the menu, which had almost everything you'd expect from a classic ice cream joint, except that everything had flies.
Which was why Stark was also getting a light kiss on the cheek, too. "Take your time," she allowed. "I know there's a lot choose from. I mean, fly sundae? Fly milkshake? Fly-sprinkled ice cream cone? Fly ice cream sandwich...."
Yes, she knew this probably wasn't helping.
[[ for the booooooyfriiieeend, with likely SP and NFB for distance (she says, to herself)~ ]]
Summer had gone and whisked Stark away to that one dimension where she was not only irreparably traumatized by an absolute terrorist of a sentient ship, but that was also, in the process of that trauma, taken over by giant telepathic spiders.
Ahhh. Good times!
But, anyway, this was also the dimension that Summer developed a taste for flies in her ice cream, because that was a big favorite of the giant telepathic spiders, and this dimension had the best Ball Fondlers movies out of literally any dimension that Summer had ever been to, so after catching the latest one on the big screen, they hopped over to the usual ice cream place, where the staff greeted Summer on clearly very familiar terms. She waved and greeted them back, and told them it would be a minute while they decided, it was Stark's first time! And then she slipped her hand into his and leaned on him a little as she scanned over the menu, which had almost everything you'd expect from a classic ice cream joint, except that everything had flies.
Which was why Stark was also getting a light kiss on the cheek, too. "Take your time," she allowed. "I know there's a lot choose from. I mean, fly sundae? Fly milkshake? Fly-sprinkled ice cream cone? Fly ice cream sandwich...."
Yes, she knew this probably wasn't helping.
[[ for the booooooyfriiieeend, with likely SP and NFB for distance (she says, to herself)~ ]]
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"Do we?" Stark asked, eyebrow raised. He took another bite, trying to get all three flavors of ice cream in one go. "I like the sound of that."