Ruby sat in the cream colored booth of a Cafe, hot chocolate steaming on the table as it rested next to her hand. Across from her sat quite possibly the most adorable girl she had ever laid eyes on. Ruby watched as Penny gently ran her finger across the rim of Ruby's cup of hot chocolate, the girl's head tilting and the trademark spark of curiosity coming into her eyes. Though she had once taken it for granted, Ruby could now only see her date's exaggerated sense of curiosity as cute.
"I was under the impression that people found cold beverages more refreshing," Penny admitted, "Why would you order hot chocolate?"
Ruby thought for a moment, wondering why exactly she found hot chocolate so appetizing but drank practically all other liquids cold. She didn't particularly care for coffee or tea, after all. Coming to a conclusion, she worked out the details of an explanation in her mind.
"Well, hot chocolate isn't really a refreshing drink. It's a comforting one. When it got too cold, Yang would make me hot chocolate and it always cheered me up," she explained, "You know the warmth that you feel when you hug somebody? Just imagine that you could drink something that made you feel sorta the same way."
In response to Ruby's explanation, Penny pulled her hand away from the cup of hot chocolate, seeming to focus now entirely on Ruby. She smiled, a smile so genuine that Ruby felt she could easily forget that Penny was made of something different than her. It was like the more that Ruby learned of their differences, the more she felt that Penny and her were more similar than any two naturally born humans could be.
"I wish I could drink," Penny muses, a very cheerful look in her eyes.
"Why is that?"
Penny titled her head slightly before continuing "If there was something I could drink that made me feel the same way I did when you hugged me, I would drink it all the time!" she explained.
Ruby felt herself blush furiously.