The Whipped Cream Fiasco (Part 1)
Sammy's POV
"Casey!" I shrieked and shoved his shoulder so he'd look at me. "That guy has whipped cream in an ice cream cup thing. I want some!" I whisper-shouted frantically.
"Sammy, then go get some?" He said like I was stupid.
I darted from my chair and went over to the ice cream stuff. There was just a tank, a container with the cups and spoons, and the ice cream scooper cleaner. No whipped cream anywhere.
I went back to the table and pouted at Casey. "They don't have whipped cream."
"Samantha, they never had whipped cream." Warren said.
"But a guy just walked by with a huge cup of whipped cream." I said feeling a little stupid.
"Maybe it was something else." Heather pointed out.
"Yeah Samantha, stop being ridiculous." My mom said.
"I saw what I saw!" I almost screamed in frustration.
Casey must've sensed it cause he stood up quickly and volunteered to help me look. Then we walked away toward the ice cream stuff. Even though I knew it wasn't there.
"See, there's nothing here." I said exasperated.
"Are you sure you saw it, Sammy?" Casey asked me before I could have a tantrum.
"Yes Casey! I saw it!" I said loudly clearly annoyed.
He sighed. "Okay, well let's check every aisle. Maybe it's not supposed to be near here or something."
I smiled, and we started looking closely into every aisle and the food that was there. We came up with nothing. There was only two things that looked remotely close to whipped cream and that was the ranch dressing for the salad and the vanilla pudding. But I just know that it wasn't either.
It was whipped cream. And I. Want. Some.
A/N: Just Part 1. I'll put up the second part when I get back. Review.