Sunday Sundae

The heat in Burrowgatory had been increasingly uncomfortable for her. As summer reached its peak on a hot sunday, Miyeon found herself heading to a local ice cream shop and getting one of its many delights as a small treat, something she found herself doing more often than not due to the last heat wave.

This time wasn't different in the least of any of the others in the passing week and a half.

She reached the shop, ears twitching at the delightful little chirm of the bells on the door signaling the arrival of a new client. There were a few other buns in line, and almost every indoor table held a group of buns chatting and savoring their cold treats.

She stood in line, already knowing she would order a strawberry sundae, and watched the movement all around her.

Pretty, she thought, they're all too pretty!

All the other patrons were just too gorgeous! All the incredibly beautiful buns around her in all manners of short shorts, skirts, tops, dresses and lack of garnment only drove her mind to the clouds. And this was the perfect scenario! A sudden meet-cute on an ice cream shop?! That's the stuff of romance novels right there!

Her mind ran circles imagining it all. The cute pink bun shyly approaching Miyeon and inviting her to share a table… The winged one shoulder checking her and asking her out as an apology… Maybe even Hutch, in all their adorable awkwardness stumbling over their words while excitedly telling her about the new imps that arrived in their care.

It was with her mind running countless scenarios of what-ifs that she suddenly found herself standing in the middle of the shop with a damn pistachio popsicle.

How?! She knew she wanted a strawberry sundae! With extra syrup!

With a small frown, she moved out of the way for the other customers to order, and wondered how she managed to fuck up her order so bad that she got pistachio instead of strawberry.

It must've been how she just stared at the ice creams behind the window without saying a word. The poor bun behind the counter must've thought she was non-verbal, ah, curse her hyperactive mind!

She couldn't even console herself by painting an erotic image to anyone watching by suckling the popsicle because she hated pistachio! And popsicles! She always bit into the stick! 

She sighed, watching as the disgusting treat glistened under the lights of the ice cream shop. She didn't want to throw it away, she paid good carats for the damn thing.

Maybe she outgrew her dislike for pistachio? Tentatively, she licked the popsicle. Only to immediately make a distinctively unhappy face. Yeah, she definitely still hated pistachio.

The air conditioning on the shop could only do so much against the summer heat wave in Burrowgatory, and Miyeon found that the popsicle was soon melting into her paws, making her fur sticky.

She let her eyes roam around the shop, watching as everyone around her enjoyed their sweet delicacies in good company while she stood in the heat, paws sticky with the pistachio popsicle now half way melted. The hint of letters on the stick telling her she wasn't even lucky enough to get an extra popsicle.

Curse the heat! Curse summer! Regardless of all the near naked hotties walking out and about! And curse pistachio! And its nasty flavor!!