Hey everyone! Here's the second piece! Hope you like this.
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Yesss. It was all he could think about when he stretched his arm into the freezer carefully, grabbing up the vanilla ice cream and shutting the door. Speed appeared behind him, spoons in hand. "You ready?" He asked, licking his lips with his eyes on the label. Vanilla. Vanilla.
"Gimme one." Lash muttered, hand out to receive a spoon. When it clapped his palm, Lash smirked, his eyes out of the kitchen to scan across the faces in the playroom.
"So what's the plan?" Speed questioned, nearly jumping in his skin with anticipation. "What're you gunna do?"
"Nothing." He smiled, ripping open the top. "Yet."
Speed was giggling with joy.
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"Snacktime, kids!" Fiona said loudly, smiling as she wrapped her brown hair into a ponytail. Lash got to his feet, running past the reception desk to get to the front of the line. He wasn't going to say that he and Speed already snuck a cup. No – that would be stupid. No one would be dumb enough for that to happen. "Who wants chocolate ice cream?"
"Bleh." Lash whispered, shaking his head. He wanted vanilla. A chorus of two different opinions started behind him, but he didn't notice, as he was shoved to the side.
"Move." Crystal swung her shiny brown hair into his face as she pushed past him, a dark glare in her eyes as he growled. "It's not your turn."
"Either yours!" He cried, pushing her forward, causing her to stumble.
"Well at least I didn't sneak a first cup, Lash Livingston!" The kitchen grew quiet, and Fiona had stopped scooping to try and listen. Lash stepped up close to her, eyes a little higher than hers considering the slight height difference.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He muttered, poking her chest. "And that has nothing to do with anything!"
"Whatever." She growled, turning her back to him to smile sweetly at Fiona. "I'd like a cup, please?"
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"Here." Speed shoved the spoon under Lash's nose, and he grabbed it with a powerful lust for revenge.
"Mm." He responded with, unable to take his eyes off the girl across the room, smiling happily as she ate her chocolate ice cream, watching cartoons with most of the other kids. Lash surveyed as she stood up, going to an empty table and picking up a crayon – still mildly focused on her cartoons and ice cream. After mashing his own into a soft serve, Lash slammed his spoon to the side of the bowl, walking briskly over to her. Dipping the silverware into the white, sugary treat, he scooped up a large amount, smirking when he reached her table.
"Hi." She whispered boredly, scribbling a picture of a heart with the color of the rainbow.
"Look at me." Lash demanded, putting his bowl down beside hers. As her eyes lifted to him, he smooshed the ice cream on the spoon to her nose. Her immediate reaction was a grab of her own spoon, and in only two seconds, chocolate was dripping down his nose and cheek. Both looked extremely ridiculous.
"Ha." Crystal giggled, her eyes rising as she reached up to her face in an attempt to wipe off the vanilla.
"Now you'll get it." Lash cried, pushing her onto the bench, their faces still dripping with the sweet, creamy dairy. She screamed in shock, and Lash did his best to pin her. But she was squirming, doing what Lash thought was her hardest to get out from beneath him. They toppled off the bench and to the floor, causing attention to themselves as they grabbed at each other's cheeks.
And Crystal was on top. Chocolate drizzled into Lash's mouth, leaking down his throat. "Eat it!" She yelled, pushing her hands into his shoulders.
"Never!" He sputtered. "Chocolate sucks!" Crystal's moment to stare surprisingly at him passed, and he rolled, making himself on top again.
"Vanilla is grosser!" Crystal countered with, spitting and blowing away what was melting fast on her face. Another struggled push, and Crystal was back on top. Lash growled, hating the fact that she couldn't be controlled, and that she didn't like vanilla. This was so stupid. But he wanted to defeat her.
"Vanilla rules - like -" He shoved her away, trying to get to his feet, but her hands were strongly gripping his shirt. He was back on top, smirking down at her, seeing the vanilla slowly slide across her cheek. "Me."
"Guh!" Crystal groaned, already breathing heavily. She was weak. She'd give in and obey him soon. It made him - "Chocolate is better!" - want to smile. His eyes narrowed. "S'yummy!" Okay, this was getting a bit old.
Crystal tried her (what Lash thought to be) best to get in another roll, but Lash stuck where he was. Reaching carefully to her face, he took a finger to her face. Oh, the tasty vanilla. Chocolate sucked. Nothing was better than this. "Vanilla!"
"Kids!" Fiona screamed, racing across the room to get to them as he stuck his finger in his mouth to smile. This tasted amazing.
"Chocolate!"
"Vanilla!"
"Chocolate!"
Lash growled, shaking his head once. "Vani-wha!" Crystal took his mouth in hers, sucking lightly on his lip. His vision became blurry. What was going on? What was she doing?
"Wow!" She cried, her bright blue eyes wide and excited. Slowly, her tongue traced over her smiling mouth. "You taste like chocolate!"
"What was that?" Lash questioned, his brown eyes blinking many times in confusion. Licking his lips, his tongue burst with the flavor of vanilla. Fiona came to grab Lash off of the young girl, but he shoved her hand away, asking the question again. "What was that?"
"It's called a kiss, I think." Crystal said simply, reaching up to wipe a finger along his cheekbone. "Boy, you taste goo -" He pressed his lips to hers, not only making her stop talking, but making her squeal with her usual giddy happiness. She tasted so sweet. So…melt-in-your-mouth.
"Lash!" Fiona scolded, pulling him off easily away from Crystal. He yelled as he quickly realized Crystal had no longer been beneath him. He had to taste her again. The vanilla. He craved it. "That's inappropriate! Now I have to put you in the corner."
"C'mon." He tried reasoning with her, eyes desperate. "Sis, seriously. Lemme go. Just lemme go."
"Lash, you're going in the misbehaving pen." Placing him in the four foot tall, circular playpen, he began growling, seeing Crystal on the opposite side of the daycare. Her eyes were distant, but there was still a smile on her mouth. Fiona tossed him a towel for his messy face, and then crossed to Crystal, wiping her up as well.
"Gotta have it. Gotta have more." Lash whispered, his hands gripping the pen with white knuckles. "Gotta have her."
"Lash, what are you doing?" A voice asked, making him turn around. Speed stood, oblivious of Lash's new obsession, his arms crossed over his chest. He had to get outta here. Now.
"I want out. Why're you in here?"
Speed laughed. "Toilet duty." Lash smirked, but his neck twitched as he thought of the vanilla tasting of Crystal's mouth. He wanted it. "But why don't you just stretch over? You can do that, right?"
He gasped, almost hitting his forehead with his palm. Of course! Why didn't he think of it? "Speed, you're a genius, my brother! You're right!" Stretching his legs, he jumped out of the pen, racing past a back-turned Fiona to get to Crystal.
She smiled at him, giving him a little wave, before he pushed her behind the reception desk. "Hi, Lash." The girl breathed, her blue eyes wide and curious. Yes - he finally had her.
"Vanilla." He whispered as he pressed his lips against hers, hearing her giggle as she wrapped an arm around his neck. They both heard the distinct sound of her back hitting the wall, but Lash could only taste her vanilla lips. And feel the warmth of her arms on his neck. This was cool! Why hadn't he discovered kissing before?
"Yummy, chocolate."
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