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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 9:49 pm
Mireille watched Toulouse devour the cupcake, then turned to Felicity with a smirk. "I'll trade you for that one?" she laughed, eating her sandwich a good bit more delicately than either of the boys.
Julien finished his pickle with a last, satisfying crunch, and reached for his water, draining a good fourth of the bottle before nodding at Toulouse. "Okay, I'm ready," he chirped, giggling at the chocolate now decorating Toulouse's face. "Do your worst!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 10:18 pm
“You’ve got yourself a deal.” Felicity laughed. “I bet you whatever is in my pocket that both little boys are turned into chocolate monsters in the next five seconds. And me without my camera.” Felicity shrugged dramatically feeling the impeding doom of the staining powers of the chocolate. For someone who chaffed at being called a child, Toulouse sure ate like one, all hands and face. Felicity laughed again, the corners of her eyes crinkling.
“Finally.” Toulouse sighed placing a sticky hand to his forehead. His cupcake had somehow disappeared. He picked up another. “I think I should just swoon in the anticipation of it all. Let the art of the sacred cupcake eating commence.” The said cupcake was pushed invitingly closer to Julien.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 10:23 pm
Julien grinned, taking the cupcake gingerly and peering at the sweet thing before taking a far more delicate bite than he had of the pickle. Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he grinned around the chocolate, teeth stained brown and frosting giving him a brown "mustache". "It's good!" he managed around the mouthful, the words mostly muffled by the cake.
"I'm gonna die laughing," Mireille murmured to Felicity, reaching up with one hand to rub her eyes as they watered from her laughter. "They're so cute!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 10:46 pm
“I agree!” Nodded Toulouse. “Way better than your old pickle. I betcha I can eat this entire thing in one bite. Watch.” To demonstrate this, Toulouse began peeling back the cupcake’s thin paper bottom. He held the freed cupcake up, opened his mouth until it resembled a frogs, then stuffed the entire pastry into his mouth. He pushed the rest of it in with the help of his index finger.
“Shee.” Toulouse said around an enormous mouthful of cake. “Theesh ish ebee. Ew tye ib.”
Felicity watched with a kind of hilarious horror as Toulouse rammed the entire cupcake into his mouth. She burst out laughing, joining Mire in fits of giggling. “I-I think Toulouse is way ahead of you.” She managed to gasp out before laughing again after she saw over half of Toulouse’s face was covered in gooey chocolate.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 10:57 pm
"He's going to choke on that," Mireille gasped out, but the sight had her in stitches nonetheless.
Julien laughed, shaking his head. "I want to savor it," he explained. "Really enjoy it." That said, he continued to eat carefully, licking at the frosting where it clung to the paper.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:10 pm
“Bah savoring.” Toulouse scoffed taking a swig of bottled water. “I know what it tastes like and now I want to eat as much as possible. To each his own.” Toulouse saluted with the third cupcake in his hand, getting ready to eat it.
“I don’t think you should eat another Toulouse.” Felicity interjected. “Two’s enough don’t you think? I don’t want you to get sick.”
“Two is never enough woman.” Toulouse replied, ignoring Felicity’s warning and shoving the third cupcake into is mouth.
Felicity turned and shrugged to Mir. “Oh, well. If he doesn’t choke then I’m sure he’ll wish he had. Do you want a cake before Toulouse inhales them all?”
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:27 pm
Julien chuckled, nibbling at his cupcake cheerfully. "I like them," he decided, licking the frosting briefly before taking his first solid bite. The top of his lip and tip of his nose caught the frosting, coming away decorated as he went crosseyed to try and see it.
"Maybe one," Mireille laughed, reaching for a cupcake to store near herself before returning to her sandwich. She glanced over at Toulouse, then smiled to him. "I wonder... he might like some of the pastries like quiche," she suggested. "And they'd be a bit better for him."
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:42 pm
“Yeah, maybe quiche.” Felicity nodded in agreement. “It’s French like Toulouse I guess. I’ll have to give it a go. I think that Toulouse just has a real chocolate tooth though.” Felicity chipped away at the rest of her potato salad, enjoying the soft taste of it as she watched the kids.
Toulouse burst out in raucous laughter at the sight of Julien. “That is hilarious.” He cried, eyeing Jules with naughty intent. “Here, let me help you with that.” Felicity knew what was going to happen before it happened and had no power to stop it.
Laughing gaily, Toulouse took the half eaten cupcake in his had and dabbed another healthy dollop of chocolate frosting on the end of Julien’s nose to join the other spots of frosting.
“Toulouse you brat!” Felicity exclaimed in the light of the boy’s unrepentant grin.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:48 pm
Julien's eyes sparkled as he eyed Toulouse for a moment. "Careful," he cautioned, lifting one finger to wipe at the frosting before licking it off his digit. "I might retaliate. And I have pickles!" To emphasize the threat, he pointed to the bag.
Mireille just laughed out loud, enjoying the afternoon companionship, and not feeling the need to join in... especially if it meant she'd be smeared with chocolate!
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:55 pm
“Pickles?” Toulouse queried. “Pickles! I laugh at your pickles, ha ha ha! They can never hope to defeat the might of my powerful chocolate cupcake.” Toulouse brandished said cupcake in the air fiercely, flinging chocolate everywhere not caring who got in the way.
Felicity laughed just shaking her head, trying to dodge the flying chocolate. No way was she going to get her second best shirt stained in chocolate. She was glad that she had enough foresight to dress Toulouse in ratty play clothes. She was not going to spend the time to painstakingly wash chocolate out of cotton.
“I have a bad feeling about this.” Felicity giggled, not caring to stop Toulouse’s fun.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:58 pm
Mireille eyed the dramatic boy, then laughed. "I think I'll just sit behind this tree until it's over," she decided, crawling over to hide behind the large trunk and let it protect her from the chocolate. "Coming?"
"Oh yeah?" Julien asked, reaching for the bag and sticking his hand into it before flicking the juice at Toulouse's face. "I can do this!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 7:06 pm
“Wait for me!” Felicity followed suite just as Julien began flicking pickle juice. “Shouldn’t we like stop this or something? They going to make a mess!” The redhead exclaimed from behind the safety of the tree.
“Gah! Take that foul pickle beast.” The cupcake was shaken harder by Toulouse’s ever ready hand. Chocolate and now pieces of cake were splattering everywhere like miniature bombs
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 7:13 pm
"I won't let you win that easily, Chocolate Monster!" Julien returned dramatically, flinging more of the juice at Toulouse.
Mireille just looked over at Felicity wryly. "If you'd like to go step between them and break things up, you have my utmost support... from here."
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 7:20 pm
“Ew gross!” Toulouse cried shaking his damp forelocks. “The cupcake won’t take that from the pickle. Justice!” Toulouse flung himself at Julien, aiming for his nose again, but only managing to get the bottom of Jules’ chin smeared in a thick layer of chocolate.
“Hey, that’s not fair. If your not, then I’m in no way not! But, we can take bets who will be covered in chocolate fastest.” Felicity said this as she saw Toulouse rub chocolate over Julien’s lower face.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 7:32 pm
Julien yelped, falling back and reaching out one hand to catch on Toulouse's shirt, trying to use the fabric to keep his balance. He stumbled, his full weight catching on the shirt.
"Hardly a fair bet," Mireille countered, laughing as she watched the attack. "Only one of them is brandishing a cupcake."
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