Another Steph-inspired drabble of sugary sweetness. Really. Better brush your teeth; you might get cavities. Gah... Does anyone remember when I used to write angst all the time? What happened to me?


"Hey, Toby!"

He looked up in confusion at the familiar but totally unexpected voice and found Kelly Kapoor pushing her cart down the cereal aisle towards him.

"What a totally weird coincidence! I, like, never come to this store and the one time I do, I run into someone I know! Weird, huh?"

"Yeah." He turned to his daughter, who was standing warily beside him. "Sasha, this is Kelly. Remember, you met her that one time you came to work with me?"

"Hi," she volunteered shortly.

"You want to go pick out a box of cereal, honey?" he asked her.

"Uh-huh!" She ran down the isle, scanning the shelves.

"Oh my god, she's gotten so big since I saw her last!" Kelly exclaimed. "So this is your weekend together?"

"Yeah. We're just picking up a few things. I never know what she wants to eat anymore."

Sasha ran back, her selection clutched tightly in her arms.

"So what did you get?" Kelly asked her, not condescending in the least.

"Count Chocula. It's my favorite."

"That was my sister Ruka's favorite, too! I always liked Frankenberry more, though, 'cause it's pink."

"Frankenberry looks weird."

"Yeah, I know, but his cereal is awesome. It tastes like strawberry."

She brightened at this. "I like strawberry."

"You should definitely try it sometime." She looked up. "It was so nice seeing you guys, but I have got, like, a zillion things to do today, so I've gotta jet."

"See you Monday, then."

"Bye!"

"Bye, you two!" She wheeled her cart away.

"Dad?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I get some Frankenberry cereal, too?"

He smiled. "I don't see why not."


Count Chocula is totally my cell phone background. 'Cause I'm cool like that.