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Disclaimer: Though I'm paraphrasing it, Couvea's adopted mother's speech about Candy Corn doesn't belong to me completely. See Author's Notes; the reason I had mom make the speech is because Lewis Black did so "after mom's time", during Aei's teen years technically.
Author's Notes: This chapter was inspired by one of the best comedians ever! When I first heard Lewis Black talk about Candy Corn I felt I could relate to what he was saying; I felt it was true, so then I *had* to include it in one of my stories and this is it ^_^ Enjoy and long live Comedy Central!
Halloween: Aei Lynn vs. The Evil Candy Corn
Couvea walked along the store's aisles, pushing the orange shopping cart in front of him. Aei Lynn stayed by his side, walking on his right side and holding their grocery list. He made it his personal business to go food and supply shopping once every week, usually on Sundays, and let Aei Lynn read the list out to him.
"Daddy, what's with all the skeletons and creepy looking things? And pumpkins?"
Couvea glanced around, seeing the decorations and smiling. ~That's right, it's October. Time for Halloween.~
"They're decorations, Aei. For Halloween; on the thirty-first of October. People dress up and go outside; they have lots of fun and get candy," he told her.
"That sounds like fun! Can we do this too?"
He nodded, "Of course. What do you want to be?"
Aei Lynn paused for a moment, then shrugged.
"Ah, well plenty of time to think about it Aei. For now I think we have everything on the list. Come on, to the check out line," he grinned and lifted her to his shoulders. She giggled happily and held on, gently cupping her hands on either side of Couvea's head.
~Such a shame I won't be able to do this forever. When she gets older, no more shoulder rides. I'd better enjoy this while I can...Ooh, Candy Corn!~
"Going down, Aei Lynn, hold on," he said. She did so as he leaned over a bit, grabbing a small bag of Candy Corn. ~Oh the fun I can have with this...~
"What that daddy?" Aei Lynn asked.
"It's Candy Corn Aei, I'll let you try some when we get home," said Couvea as he picked up another small bag of lollipops. He heard her happy giggle at seeing the familiar lollipops; if he was going to trick his daughter like this, the least he could do was make it up to her with her favorite candy.
*****
The groceries were put away and all that was left on the table were the two bags of candy. Couvea pulled out a chair for his daughter, then sat down himself. He took the bag of Candy Corn and opened it, then took out a piece, handing it to her.
"It's corn that tastes like candy," he said, holding it out to her. "Take it."
"Hmm," she said happily, taking it. She took a bite and made a face. Her father laughed and softly snickered, holding a napkin out to her. Aei Lynn took it and quickly spat it out.
"Daddy that tasted horrible!"
Couvea finally sighed, ceasing his laughter as much as he could, "I'm sorry Aei Lynn. Here, my apology."
He slid the bag of lollipops over to her. Her frown and look of disgust washed away and was replaced by a smile and a happy giggle.
"Apology accepted. Why does it taste so bad daddy?"
"Well Aei Lynn, as my...mother ~Adopted mother...~ used to put it,
'All Candy Corn was made in the 1900s and after Halloween they'd take all the Candy Corn, wash it off, and resell it every October. Being who we are though, we forget it tastes so horrible and take a bite every year.'"
Aei Lynn blinked a few times, looking at her father.
"All right, well I don't know *why* it tastes so bad. I guess it just does."
His daughter giggled at that, then looked at him in curiosity, "How come you remembered?"
Couvea grinned and tapped the side of his head.
"Like a steel trap. Your grandma used to trick me every year and every time I refused."
"Does *anybody* like this stuff?"
"Some, yes. Take your grandfather for example. He used to wolf them down when I was young," Couvea said.
Disclaimer: Though I'm paraphrasing it, Couvea's adopted mother's speech about Candy Corn doesn't belong to me completely. See Author's Notes; the reason I had mom make the speech is because Lewis Black did so "after mom's time", during Aei's teen years technically.
Author's Notes: This chapter was inspired by one of the best comedians ever! When I first heard Lewis Black talk about Candy Corn I felt I could relate to what he was saying; I felt it was true, so then I *had* to include it in one of my stories and this is it ^_^ Enjoy and long live Comedy Central!
Halloween: Aei Lynn vs. The Evil Candy Corn
Couvea walked along the store's aisles, pushing the orange shopping cart in front of him. Aei Lynn stayed by his side, walking on his right side and holding their grocery list. He made it his personal business to go food and supply shopping once every week, usually on Sundays, and let Aei Lynn read the list out to him.
"Daddy, what's with all the skeletons and creepy looking things? And pumpkins?"
Couvea glanced around, seeing the decorations and smiling. ~That's right, it's October. Time for Halloween.~
"They're decorations, Aei. For Halloween; on the thirty-first of October. People dress up and go outside; they have lots of fun and get candy," he told her.
"That sounds like fun! Can we do this too?"
He nodded, "Of course. What do you want to be?"
Aei Lynn paused for a moment, then shrugged.
"Ah, well plenty of time to think about it Aei. For now I think we have everything on the list. Come on, to the check out line," he grinned and lifted her to his shoulders. She giggled happily and held on, gently cupping her hands on either side of Couvea's head.
~Such a shame I won't be able to do this forever. When she gets older, no more shoulder rides. I'd better enjoy this while I can...Ooh, Candy Corn!~
"Going down, Aei Lynn, hold on," he said. She did so as he leaned over a bit, grabbing a small bag of Candy Corn. ~Oh the fun I can have with this...~
"What that daddy?" Aei Lynn asked.
"It's Candy Corn Aei, I'll let you try some when we get home," said Couvea as he picked up another small bag of lollipops. He heard her happy giggle at seeing the familiar lollipops; if he was going to trick his daughter like this, the least he could do was make it up to her with her favorite candy.
*****
The groceries were put away and all that was left on the table were the two bags of candy. Couvea pulled out a chair for his daughter, then sat down himself. He took the bag of Candy Corn and opened it, then took out a piece, handing it to her.
"It's corn that tastes like candy," he said, holding it out to her. "Take it."
"Hmm," she said happily, taking it. She took a bite and made a face. Her father laughed and softly snickered, holding a napkin out to her. Aei Lynn took it and quickly spat it out.
"Daddy that tasted horrible!"
Couvea finally sighed, ceasing his laughter as much as he could, "I'm sorry Aei Lynn. Here, my apology."
He slid the bag of lollipops over to her. Her frown and look of disgust washed away and was replaced by a smile and a happy giggle.
"Apology accepted. Why does it taste so bad daddy?"
"Well Aei Lynn, as my...mother ~Adopted mother...~ used to put it,
'All Candy Corn was made in the 1900s and after Halloween they'd take all the Candy Corn, wash it off, and resell it every October. Being who we are though, we forget it tastes so horrible and take a bite every year.'"
Aei Lynn blinked a few times, looking at her father.
"All right, well I don't know *why* it tastes so bad. I guess it just does."
His daughter giggled at that, then looked at him in curiosity, "How come you remembered?"
Couvea grinned and tapped the side of his head.
"Like a steel trap. Your grandma used to trick me every year and every time I refused."
"Does *anybody* like this stuff?"
"Some, yes. Take your grandfather for example. He used to wolf them down when I was young," Couvea said.