"Boring!"
Autumn sighed. Her mother, stepfather, and sister were gone for the weekend and she had invited Rumble, Frenzy, and Ravage over for a movie marathon weekend. However, instead of watching movies, they had ended up bumming around. They had. She had not. She'd been busy working on a class project.
"When can we see what you're working on?" Rumble asked.
"When I get finished with it."
"What are you doing?" Frenzy piped in.
"What does it look like?"
"Writing," they replied in unison.
"Very good, boys. What do you want to watch?"
"Don't know," Rumble shrugged.
"Don't care," Frenzy added.
"You're a lot of help," she rolled her eyes. "Want me to pick something?"
"If you want."
"Boys," she muttered, walking to her room. Autumn emerged from her room a few moments later, carrying a large stack of DVDs.
"Your collection has expanded," Frenzy commented.
"I like variety."
"No kidding!" The two cassettes chuckled as they spoke in unison. Sometimes it was intentional. Most of the time it wasn't.
As they rummaged through the DVDs, Frenzy had an idea.
"Hey, you know what sounds good?"
"What's that, hun?" Autumn asked as she settled back into her writing.
"Some hot chocolate."
"Hot chocolate?" Autumn raised an eyebrow at him. "I thought you guys couldn't take in organic material like that."
"It has water in it, right?"
"Not the way that I make it," she replied. "I use milk."
"It's still got water in it, though, right?"
Autumn paused for a moment before nodding, "Yeah. I guess it does. How are you going to burn the sugar, though?"
"I'm sure we could find a way," Frenzy grinned. Autumn just chuckled but got up to make the drinks. In a matter of moments, she walked into the living room, carrying three mugs of piping hot hot chocolate. Ravage, they said, had dutifully declined. She handed Rumble and Frenzy their mugs then sprawled out onto the floor, setting her mug to one side. The two looked at her.
"Aren't you going to take a drink?" Rumble asked.
"I will when it's a little cooler."
"What's the point of it being hot chocolate then?"
"It'll still be hot," she pouted. "Just not so hot that it burns my tongue. The tongue is a very sensitive organ, you know. It's where taste sensations come from."
"We know . . ."
"Then why are you asking me why I delay in drinking my hot beverage?"
To that, they had no answer. Instead, they just downed their hot chocolate and sat there, as if expecting something.
"Quite warm going down," Frenzy commented.
"No taste, though."
Autumn couldn't help but chuckle. Their expressions were rather comical.
"You need taste buds in order to taste chocolate, guys."
"Oh . . . can we have some more?"
Moral of the story: Chocolate is everyone's favourite addiction.