Icing On The Cake
Sam quirks an eyebrow when River pokes her head around the door and he sees the brown substance on her face. It is thick and all over her. It's around her mouth.
She squints back at him, expressionless.
"What happened?" Sam asks, his lip curling up ever so slightly. He drags a hand through his hair.
"Had to see," River explains. She tilts her head to the side and stares eerily at him.
"Icing on the cake. Frosting. I had to test it."
"Okay?"
"I'm sorry."
Sam studies her and then sighs. "You ate Kaylee's birthday cake?"
"Only the frosting."
fin.