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29.Oct.20, 12:57 PM
“I can’t decide if you’re trying to scare me or not,” A’tay questioned her motives given the teasing she liked to give him but he still took some bread and felt the relief it gave. Bread was even more wonderful than previously believed! He was learning so much about food recently thanks to their time at the Gather and the current experiment. Maybe he’d ask to help Zelly make a meal instead of just enjoying the results next time. It’d be interesting to see how some of it came together.
Once he felt his palate was cleansed thanks to the bread and drink, A’tay took up the almost unnaturally red piece of fish and sniffed it as well. He instantly wrinkled his nose and pulled it away and gave Zelly an incredulous look. She wanted him to eat that? He didn’t think she’d try to poison him and it did seem like she was telling the truth about it being her favourite…
He popped it in his mouth.
It didn’t seem too bad. Hotter than the last but still enjoyable.
He swallowed without issue and was about to comment on how she had clearly been teasing him after all when the warmth started to grow in his belly. His mouth soon caught on fire, apparently realising belatedly that something far too spicy had passed by. Again he tried to speak but a hiccup came out instead. And then another one. He tried to laugh but hiccups kept interrupting it and now he truly was fanning himself as his face heated up. “What did you give me?” He managed to ask without interruption before he hiccup-laughed again. “It’s like the heat is growing,” he waved at his stomach and his mouth, not entirely sure where it was really coming from but knowing that it was wreaking havoc on him all the same.
He started sniffling, which confused him, but A’ay didn’t think he was crying. Yet. Who knew what would happen next. “It was good before all of this started.” And it was! It had extreme flavour and just enough heat that he thought he would still enjoy it and be able to take another bite right away like he had with the last round. Now he was baffled by how such a thing could cause so many reactions. The worst part was, “I think I like it?”
He laughed again and then threw caution to the wind as he took another bite. He probably should have had bread first but he was so mesmerized by the sensation that he just went for it. The heat was stronger this time and A’tay discovered that laughing was his coping mechanism as he started up again and this time with tears. “I think it’s a tie. I survived the first bite without tears.” Which meant he technically won but he wasn’t thinking straight enough to take advantage of that and avoid swimming lessons for a season.
Once he felt his palate was cleansed thanks to the bread and drink, A’tay took up the almost unnaturally red piece of fish and sniffed it as well. He instantly wrinkled his nose and pulled it away and gave Zelly an incredulous look. She wanted him to eat that? He didn’t think she’d try to poison him and it did seem like she was telling the truth about it being her favourite…
He popped it in his mouth.
It didn’t seem too bad. Hotter than the last but still enjoyable.
He swallowed without issue and was about to comment on how she had clearly been teasing him after all when the warmth started to grow in his belly. His mouth soon caught on fire, apparently realising belatedly that something far too spicy had passed by. Again he tried to speak but a hiccup came out instead. And then another one. He tried to laugh but hiccups kept interrupting it and now he truly was fanning himself as his face heated up. “What did you give me?” He managed to ask without interruption before he hiccup-laughed again. “It’s like the heat is growing,” he waved at his stomach and his mouth, not entirely sure where it was really coming from but knowing that it was wreaking havoc on him all the same.
He started sniffling, which confused him, but A’ay didn’t think he was crying. Yet. Who knew what would happen next. “It was good before all of this started.” And it was! It had extreme flavour and just enough heat that he thought he would still enjoy it and be able to take another bite right away like he had with the last round. Now he was baffled by how such a thing could cause so many reactions. The worst part was, “I think I like it?”
He laughed again and then threw caution to the wind as he took another bite. He probably should have had bread first but he was so mesmerized by the sensation that he just went for it. The heat was stronger this time and A’tay discovered that laughing was his coping mechanism as he started up again and this time with tears. “I think it’s a tie. I survived the first bite without tears.” Which meant he technically won but he wasn’t thinking straight enough to take advantage of that and avoid swimming lessons for a season.
