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Prompt: Jamba Juice always had a taste for tropical fruits. Maybe it was just the summer spirit getting to her; some primal urge to make something sweet. What was more perfect than s'mores? An entire pan ful off them and everything they embody. The sweet and sticky marshmallow, the crispy graham crackers, warm chocolate melting and bringing the entire thing together... Amplified to the max, of course. Surely nothing could be better than that — not even Jamba's typical choice of fruits. Right? Maybe not, she thought. Well, it's worth a shot anyways. Maybe someone else will want to eat it if I don't?
A small pan now lay where Jamba decided to cautiously got to work, still skeptical of whether she'd actually enjoy a panful of s'mores or not. Pulling out some graham crackers, she layed them across the bottom of the pan, followed by vegan marshmallows, followed by some chocolate bars, topped with one final graham cracker layer. Now, what else...
...Maybe a few more marshmallows will do the trick. The mini kind, but still vegan, of course.
No, it's missing something now... But what? Oh— Maybe a few extra chocolate chips on top won't hurt?
But wait, something still doesn't seem right... Some graham crumbles on the tippy-top should do the trick! That's it! And maybe one or two more mini marshmallows. There. Perfect... I guess. If you like really sweet treats that'll gum your mouth shut for days.
Soon, all Jamba was doing was waiting for the moment of truth to arrive: The moment the pan o' s'mores had finally melted and toasted. She was sure it'd be maybe a disaster at worst, and perhaps 'alright' at best.
When it had finally cooled down enough to eat, Jamba took a precautionary taste-test. Just one bite couldn't possibly hurt — and then it hit her. It was incredibly sticky and it got all over her hands in the process, but man, she didn't expect it to be that good! And well, if one bite didn't kill her... Why not take another?
And another... And another, and another, and another... And just one more—
...Did I really eat the whole pan? Was... Was it really that much better than I expected? Well... Nobody has to know I didn't share, do they?
Sheepishly turning the pan over so it lay face-down on the ground to make it look like she dropped the s'mores by accident, Jamba Juice slunk away, but not without leaving a tell-tale trail of sticky, marshmallowy-chocolately prints that gave the truth away first!