"Reed! Are you in here? The Tweedles said yo-" Shane rounded the doorway of the kitchen, almost killing over on the spot when he found Reed. Said boy was bent over the sink with a Rainbow Pop stuck in his mouth.
'A Rainbow Pop! Really? I mean how much gayer can you get? And the way he has his mouth wrapped arou-' a muffled yell and a loud bang snapped Shane from his overrunning train of thought. Reed was looking up at him, trying to get his attention, banging his hand on the counter. He huffed as he turned off the water before tilting his head back slightly, keeping the popsicle in his mouth.
"Iffs suuct to muh tuum!" Shane's eyebrows knitted together.
"Do what? Take that thing out of your mouth, I can't understand you." He watched as Reed stomped his foot and growled, actually growled at him!
"I haant!" Reed closed his eyes and took a deep breath through his nose before reaching out with his free hand, yanking Shane towards him. "Iiis," he took his hand off of Shane and pulled his bottom lip down, "Stuuct to muhh tuum!"
"Oh! Oh! Oh my gosh Reed I'm so sorry! Here," He moved Reed back to the sink, grabbing a paper towel and folding it a few times before running it under the water. Once it was soaked all the way with warm water he stood there for a second, unsure of what to do next. "Umm… Should I do this or do you want to…?" Reed just rolled his eyes at him, taking the paper towel. He stuck his tongue out, patting at the edges of the ice pop where it was undeniably stuck. After a few seconds Shane saw his tongue and the popsicle slowly separate. The smaller boy shook his head as he threw away the paper towel.
"Well at least you figured out what was up the second time I said it." He pursed his lips, eying the popsicle as if it were planning his demise. "Do you want this? I think my tongue has had enough frostbite for one day." Shane shook his head a little too eagerly.
"No! No, I don't want it. I-I'm sure it's thawed out enough by now. It won't stick again. Just, you know, eat it." Reed's head slowly tilted to the side, watching Shane as he bounced up and down and eyed himself with a weird look.
"Uhh, sure. I guess I shouldn't waste it." He started to lick the pop, walking out of the kitchen as he did. Shane groaned as he watched Reed licking the popsicle, still standing next to the sink, daydreaming about the things Reed could possibly be capable of with that mouth of his. "Are you coming?" He jumped, Reed's voice snapping him back.
"Coming! I'm coming with you, wait for me! I wanna watch you… I mean, I want to work on homework with you!" He yelled as he chased after Reed.