The Love That is Pure
Ice Cream Cone's Story
It often pondered true existence… moreover, it pondered its existence, for it felt as if it were nothing but a shell and a soul.
(Will I ever understand anything at all) Thought Ice Cream Cone, bastard child of Con'e the Conqueror and San'wic the Fair. It, of course, did not dispute the fact that it was sitting in the freezer with the rest of the ice creams, it would, however, dispute the fact that they all were existing in this realm at all.
(We all take for granted our surroundings.. but… We shouldn't, we should acknowledge that there is something greater than humanity.. something much deeper…)
It was about to weave another thought into this cold prison but was interupted by the freezer door opening and a time worn hand reaching for it.
"I must say, working with my team mates and keeping them from obliterating each other makes me quite hungry.." Murmured a green hair man, removing Ice Cream Cone deftly from the midst of the others.
(Hm, it seems as if I've been selected to become one with a human source.. I can not say that I am particularly thrilled but, what must be, must be…) Mourned Ice Cream Cone.
"Well now, Virginia has got some taste when it comes to selecting ice creams.." Contemplated Clive, opening the wrapper and shutting the freezer door.
(Hmm, perhaps I've got an intelligent one on my hands.. I must continue to study this one…)
"You know, talks about inanimate objects having souls have been circulating within my circle of friends.. and.. that makes me curious.." Pondered Clive, laying Ice Cream Cone gently on the table and removing a small scalpel from his coat.
(What is he doing?! You can not see a soul!)
"If souls exist, then surely there would be remnants within the shell itself.." Contemplated Clive, sinking the scalpel into the crispy depths of Ice Cream Cone. It was then Ice Cream Cone was thankful for the lack of nerves.
(Perhaps he's just ignorant when it comes to the true nature of ice creams.. be that the case, I will forgive him and not splatter myself against his nice red coat..)
"Hm.. All I see is some chocolate mixed in with the vanilla.. nothing uncommon there.. Unless.." Continued Clive, picking a small piece of chocolate from Ice Cream Cone and popping it suavely into his mouth "Souls are made of chocolate!" Finished he with an enlightened twinkle in his eyes. Had Ice Cream Cone eyes, it would be rolling them
(Foolishness! It makes my soul wither into the dark recesses of "ugh" and my heart despair!)
"Or… Perhaps…" Continued the sniper, "Perhaps the soul is intangible and can not be measured with any of the five senses." At this moment, Ice Cream Cone wanted to leap from the table and do an elated dance.
(Finally! Someone that is not a complete idiot!)
"Well now, I had better stop examining this and start eating it.." Laughed Clive, picking up the mostly still intact Ice Cream Cone, and popping a piece of sweet graham cracker cone into his mouth.
"Umm, this is.. this is GREAT!" He exclaimed, biting a huge chunk of chocolate from the top of Ice Cream Cone.
(Yes, please enjoy, you've earned my respect, human..) Acknowledged Ice Cream Cone, watching from its introverted seat as Clive devoured the rest of it and smiled.
"I must admit, I feel enlightened .." Laughed Clive, rubbing his tummy and throwing the wrapper into the trash can, mentally patting himself on the shoulder when he got nothing but net (air?).
(Perhaps all humans are not as foolish as I had originally thought.. I am happy that there is someone out there with my intelligence..) Considered Ice Cream Cone as he drifted toward the great blue yonder.
(Perhaps.. perhaps humans are deeper than just flesh, bones, and mind… )
"Well now, I must be going.. thank you for your patience.." Said Clive to the invisible presence of Ice Cream Cone. Ice Cream Cone simply nodded to this and smiled.
(Thank you for your intelligence, green hair one… I will remember you when I am reincarnated as the great Prophet of Knowledge..) Finished Ice Cream Cone as he zoomed into the attendance of the great Ice Cream Lord.