The wind is at your back, the world is at your feet
When Vespy finally places their order, Nova giggles, ready to turn away to find a suitable place to enjoy their sweet treats together. At the last second, she spins around, her hair and dress flaring at the force of her sudden movement. "OH OH! Can I get sprinkles on mine?!" The attendant seems shocked by her sudden outburst but nods her head slowly with a thin smile, and until Nova sees the rainbow flakes on top of the colorful scoop of ice cream, she wiggles, standing on her toes to watch the process.
When it's finally ready, she reaches out two grabby hands to snatch the cone from the attendant, her smile beaming at her prize. Only Vespy's interruption breaks her from the trance, bothered by the ruffling of her hair. She gasps, pulling the ice cream close to her chest. "I would never." Although the myriads of colors would go great with her outfit... No. Nova shakes her head, taking another admiring look at the Unicorn Rainbow before dragging her tongue through it while she skips away from the vendor. The flavor is a mixture of every sugary thought, splashing across her tongue as she hums with delight.
Leading them to the beach to find a bench, she does a twirl in the middle of the street, licking her ice cream a few more times. Her mind is a swirling of tunes and flavors and colors all crashing together, too bright and shifting to describe, but it doesn't impede on her ability to enjoy the treat. The only thing that does that is a sudden chill in her head. Skidding to a stop, she clamps her eyes shut, holding a hand against her temple. "Ooooh! What's that?!"
When it's finally ready, she reaches out two grabby hands to snatch the cone from the attendant, her smile beaming at her prize. Only Vespy's interruption breaks her from the trance, bothered by the ruffling of her hair. She gasps, pulling the ice cream close to her chest. "I would never." Although the myriads of colors would go great with her outfit... No. Nova shakes her head, taking another admiring look at the Unicorn Rainbow before dragging her tongue through it while she skips away from the vendor. The flavor is a mixture of every sugary thought, splashing across her tongue as she hums with delight.
Leading them to the beach to find a bench, she does a twirl in the middle of the street, licking her ice cream a few more times. Her mind is a swirling of tunes and flavors and colors all crashing together, too bright and shifting to describe, but it doesn't impede on her ability to enjoy the treat. The only thing that does that is a sudden chill in her head. Skidding to a stop, she clamps her eyes shut, holding a hand against her temple. "Ooooh! What's that?!"
Nova
