forum Under The Painted Sky (O/O CLOSED)

Started March 18, 2019 by Deleted user

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Sterling bought the ice cream tub of cookies, planning to bring some home for his parents. They would enjoy the cookies almost as much as he would. With a smile, he turned to Eden and held out a cookie. “Care to try?”

Eden eyed the chocolate-y treat for a few seconds before hesitantly taking it. She took a small bite (more like nibbled on it a little) before her eyes lit up. “Oh! It’s really good,” she let a smile take over her lips as she looked at the cookie. “No wonder you like it. You should have asked for their recipe, Sterling.”

“Maybe,” Sterling said with a shrug, loving the way her eyes lit up when she tasted the cookie. She was just so adorable, wasn’t she? “But then it wouldn’t be as special. We could make them whenever we wanted, not just the few times a year we come here.”

Eden hummed, chewing the next bite she had taken slowly as if trying to savor the taste. It really was delicious. Soft, chewable and sweet. Though she liked them crunchy, she didn't mind these, either. "That's true," she hummed. "So I suppose I'll just have to start experimenting. Find out on my own. Though it wouldn't be as great as theirs."

Sterling took a bite of his own cookie, humming in satisfaction. “Just like I remember… My parents will be thrilled to have these again. You can have half of the container for you and Lucas and Ashley, if you want,” he offered.

Lucas and Ashley… Eden sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. Ever since she had spilled most of her demons to them, it had been so… hard being around them. Because they knew. They knew what had happened to her, and it made her so vulnerable. She hated feeling vulnerable.

“No, it’ll be fine,” she shrugged, finishing her cookie and dusting her hands. “They’ll be fine. You can take them back to your parents.”

“You’re sure?” Sterling asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “How about just a few? One for you and two for each of them?”

“Well, I guess that’ll be fine,” Eden shrugged. “If you insist, Sterling, then I’ll take some with me for them.”

“One for you, too?” Sterling murmured, pressing his lips to her cheek. “Just one?”

Eden hummed, leaning into him. “Yeah. One for me, too.”

Sterling smiled and kissed her forehead. “Sounds good… Now, we should go look for those rides, yeah? I believe a roller coaster is in order for us.”

“Mhm, let’s go,” Eden linked their arms together. “Ah, where are we going to put the cookies?”

Sterling clicked his tongue and glanced around. “Well… They might have a place we can put them while we’re on the ride. Otherwise, we could ask them to watch them for us?”

"And risk someone stealing away your precious?" Eden teasing, nudging him. "If we can get plastic bags… I could put them in my bag."

Sterling clicked his tongue and shook his head. “No, it’ll be fine. If we ask the ride operator to hold onto them, they shouldn’t let anyone take some. Especially if we bribe them,” he joked with a chuckle.

Eden quirked an eyebrow. "Bribe them," she repeated. "You blow my mind every time, Sterling. It shouldn't surprise me anymore, but alas, it still does."

“It was a joke, beautiful,” Sterling chuckled, kissing her head. “Unless you think it would really work?”

“You really do like kissing me, don’t you?” Eden teased as they approached the roller coaster. “And no. It wouldn’t work. Unless, of course, there’s some threat involved. But then that would end up with us getting kicked out, which would make for a fun date story.”

“It’s how I show my affection for you,” Sterling said with a shrug. “Well… I don’t know what we’re gong to do with this bin, then…”

“We’ll do what you said we should,” Eden shrugged. “Ask an employee to take care of it for us.”

Sterling hummed, nodding. “All right. All that’s left, then, is for my lovely girlfriend to pick out a ride.”

“I want that one,” Eden pointed to a ride that looked like a ship. “It’s got many names, but it’s most commonly known as the Pirate Ship. I love that ride, especially when it gets faster.”

“Sounds perfect. I haven’t been on a ride like that one in years,” Sterling mused as he started to lead them over.

“The last time I went on one was three years ago, maybe?” Eden forced the bitterness away from her voice. She succeeded. “So just a warning—I’ll probably go back for another round. Or two.”