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Kalon #; 10
Username; Cosmi
Name; Icy Cherry
Gender; Male
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Kalon #; 10
Username; Cosmi
Name; Icy Cherry
Gender; Male
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Kalon #; 11
Username; SilhouetteStation
Name; Henley
Gender; Male
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Kalon #; 11
Username; SilhouetteStation
Name; Henley
Gender; Male
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Username; CosmixxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxUsername; SilhouetteStation
Name; Icy CherryxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxName; Henley
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Prompt;
The sun rose on another beautiful day of island life, bathing the town in warm, golden light. The soft sound of birdsong filled the air, adding to the relaxed atmosphere. Two Kalons were lounging around, seemingly half asleep as they let out contented sighs.
Suddenly, over in the distance, a new sound filled the air. A familiar, musical tinkling, that made one of the Kalon's eyes snap open and ears perk up. Their mouth slowly opened into a wide grin, and they grabbed at their friend to shake them awake.
"OHMAIGOSH! Do you hear that?! DOOOO YOU HEAR THATTTTT ICY CHEERY?!" exclaimed the excitable, ditzy Henley.
Ice Cheery did, in fact, hear the sweet, methodical tune of... AN ICE CREAM TRUCK! Both Kalons looked at each other, their eyes locked in place. Their mouths began to water, being filled by the savory tune of the truck's music. Their legs trembled with excitement and their ears danced to the music, following the sweet melody as it walked around the streets of the island. Then the Kalon's heads bobbed up and down, signifying a nod. The two knew what they needed to do. They needed to exploit life's purpose, to eat ice cream all day! The only problem? The island the two Kalons stood on was unfamiliar territory. How would they ever find such a small vehicle on an island thousands of times the truck's size?
"It's... DETECTIVE TIME!" Henley said with triumph, with a glint in their eyes. Henley reached behind them, pulling out not just one, but TWO brown, small hats. Where were they keeping them this whole time? We'll never know.
Icy Cheery grabbed a hat from Henley, with a puzzled look on their face. "Why in the world did you bring this on the cruise?!" Icy Cherry said in both a tone of confusion and amazement.
With a large, proud smirk Henley replied, "A magician NEVER reveals their..uh... reason..."
Ice Cherry stuck their tongue out. "It's secret, the word you're looking for is secret. Silly!"
Henley let out a groan, fastening their cap on their head and pulling out a magnifying glass. With a jerk of their head, he signaled it was time to head out. Icy Cherry nodded in agreement and the two bolted towards the truck's melody.
The townsfolk, who were used to their quiet, lazy island mornings, were rather baffled at the rapidly approaching sound of bare feet on the footpath. It was a surprise to see the two Kalons dash by at top speed, hats stuck firmly on their heads as they ran.
Their determined expressions were enough to show they meant business. Tongue sticking out, Henley propelled himself forward at top speed, Icy Cherry by his side. Ears perked, he strained to keep on the trail of the upbeat music. They may have been in an unfamiliar place, but he was determined that they wouldn't miss out on the opportunity for a sweet treat.
Together they ducked past people and dodged cars; leaped over crates and bounded around street corners. People watched on with wide eyes at the comical spectacle. It was like something out of a movie. A comedy, mind you, not an action film. They would have looked rather impressive, if Henley hadn't of spoilt the image by being rather clumsy. Twice he almost fell flat on his face, and the third time he stumbled it sent him tumbling head over heels. He was quick to stand back up, the knees of his overalls officially grass stained, and they carried on.
A minute later they skidded to a halt at the end of a one way street. They backed up, taking a different route, but ended up going in a circle. Icy Cherry, frowning, looked this way and that to figure out where they'd gone wrong. Henley pulled a map from his pocket, tongue once again sticking out, and studied it intensely.
"How did we lose a truck?" Icy Cherry muttered to themselves.
"How do you read a map?" Henley murmured aloud, eyebrows pulling together in confusion.
Suddenly the music seemed to get louder, and their heads whipped around at the noise. At the other end of the road, the elusive ice cream truck drove by. And thus began the second part of the chase.
Down the street they sprinted, bare feet pounding against the road, the truck tantalizingly just out of reach. Henley could almost feel the cold dessert, almost taste it on his tongue, almost -
- almost smack into the back of the truck as it stopped suddenly, causing him to skid to a halt only centimeters away from a broken nose.
Scurrying around to the side, he threw himself against the serving window, panting heavily. The driver looked at him in concern. "Are you alright?"
"I will be soon," he gasped as Icy Cherry, also panting, came up beside him. "The things we do for ice cream, huh?"
"Nothing I wouldn't do," Henley replied.
Ice creams in hand, they made their way to the beach and sat in the sand to eat their delicious cold treats. It had certainly been a quest to obtain them, but it had absolutely been worth it. They'd gotten their prize in the end.
And their hats hadn't fallen off once.
