“Cheese?” Seth asked, pointing at the shop sign. There really wasn’t any sort of smell coming from the place that was interesting or strange or anything, but on the inside the store looked incredibly interesting. And by interesting, he meant the unusual cheese-oriented decorations and the old-timey feel to the place. Sure he knew what cheese was, but not that there was more than string cheese and the kind one put on sandwiches. It wasn’t as if Damon or Ily were expert cooks and made fancy dinners with strange and outlandish foods.
“Yeah. Has a bunch of different types for you to try and buy. Wanna go in?” Ily asked, already knowing the answer. By the time Seth answered with an enthusiastic yes, the pair was halfway into the shop with the sloth spawn climbing down her shoulders and almost able to touch the ground. For a kid that didn’t eat or move much, he was definitely excited about the place and quick to move around when he wanted.
