I Don't Need to Taste to Believe
"I made everyone waffles!" Ring announced once she had finally gathered the entire Vocaloid family around a table while it snowed buckets outside.
Oliver stared at it his plate and said, gaping, "This thing is bigger than my face."
"I'm going to eat five of them, no questions asked!" proclaimed Big Al. The Vocaloids clapped in awe, erupting in amazed murmurs.
"Ring's cooking is always the best," stated Mew, daintily cutting her waffle into tiny pieces before she dared take a bite.
Rion, piling on heaps of sugar, chocolate sauce, and whipped cream, stuffed an overloaded shard of waffle into her mouth and squealed in joy. "This is delicious, Ring!"
Ring beamed. "Really?"
"How can you even taste it with all that garbage on it?" grumbled Neru, poking at her own waffle.
"Rion, you liar!" exclaimed Miki, blanching as she spat out her bite. "What did you put in this, Ring?"
"What do you mean?" asked Ring, concerned.
Miki stormed out of her seat and shoved a fork full of the fluffy waffle into the blue-haired girl's mouth. Ring blanched as she tasted it and quickly spat it back out. "Wait a minute," she ordered, running into the kitchen and grabbing a bag of sugar. She glared at Lui, who was hiding behind Yukari. "Lui, what did you do to the sugar?"
"We thought it was salt," excused Yukarion his behalf. "So we used it on the driveway, and then we just put the salt in the sugar container so no one would notice."
Everyone stared at Rion, who was still joyfully eating her sugar-covered pancake. She'd yet to notice that the terrible meal had been made with salt rather than sugar, but how would she be able to tell beyond all the sugar she'd added herself?
Author's Note: It's a mini continuation! I'm not sure if her first name is Tone or Rion but I think it's Rion. Correct me if I'm wrong.
