Marley
Optimism always has a place here!
Wed Apr 19, 2017 10:20
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Connor apparently hadn't seen the humour of the pun that was literally right in front of him. (She conveniently forgot that she hadn't directly pointed it out to him, but she would probably realize this randomly later in the day, and then it would make sense. Connor didn't laugh or make jokes much, so of course he'd need a little help.) If he had, Marley was certain, then he would've grabbed his half of the pancake already because the only thing better than toast was toasting with toast, and the only thing better than that was toasting with foods that weren't toast. The reason why that was better than toast itself was pretty obvious: because toasting was a happy sort of action, and using different foods gave you the option of calling them toast which was funny, and so the combination basically just guaranteed a good mood.

This line of thought was another example in the long, long list of lines of thought that were sometimes used as examples by people who tried to point out to Marley that her opinions were convoluted. She had, again, determined this was not only fine but really for the best, since 'convoluted' was a word that made her giggle and therefore people would be made happier simply by being exposed to lines of thought that fell into a category with such a funny name. Like, if the goal of life was to make people happier than they had been before meeting you, Marley was making great headway.

Right in line with the awesomeness that was toasting with foods that weren't toast was the option of actually toasting foods that weren't toast. Cue: pancakes! Toast was a good food, but pancakes tasted even better after a round in the toaster because unlike toast, which just got crunchy, pancakes got a thin crunchy layer on the outside while still being soft on the inside. And you could, like, still put all the same toppings on pancakes as toast, and eat it with your hands, and stuff. In this way, toasted pancakes really made for better toast than toast did. The Cheese Whiz-covered pancake they had now, though, was warm off the skillet, making it kinda floppy and the cheese kinda melty. Marley was having no problems, but it seemed like Connor didn't have high expectations of being able to hold it without making a mess. He didn't even move to try. That was kinda rude.

Or even move to help himself. Maybe he was just scared of new things to be Really Scared. As opposed to the kinda-rudeness of his lack of effort, the idea (which she had, of course, immediately accepted as reality) of Connor having a genuine fear of Cheese Whiz was definitely cute. So although Marley huffed out a loud sigh, she kept grinning as she put down her cheesey pancake on the table and reached over him. "You have a plate right here. You don't need an extra. It's not gonna, like, insult the rest of your food or something," she giggled, grabbing his fork and lightly but carelessly pushing the food already on his plate to make some room at the edge. "They're not gonna be offended that a new friend is joining them." This joke was paired with Marley, still using Connor's fork, picking up his half of the Cheese Whiz pancake and setting it on the now-empty edge of his plate.

"Now, go!" she said encouragingly before her tone became marginally more serious. "I know that I've been, like, making fun of it a lot, but there's nothing really bad about Cheese Whiz. It's cute that you're so scared, but it won't hurt you, I promise." Too late, Marley realized that she had called Connor cute to his face. Curse her big mouth! Her cheeks were heating up with such intensity that she didn't know if her dark skin could hide it, so Marley picked up her half of the pancake and distracted herself by biting into it while making loud, humming sounds of contentment. Which was partially for Connor's sake, but also, it was good.

  • Among the other things that Marley seemed to think were correct that were objectively not apparently included the role of toast in a breakfast. Connor was of the strict opinion that anything called... more
    • Optimism always has a place here! - Marley, Wed Apr 19 10:20
      • I refuse - Connor, Wed Apr 19 11:16
        Marley sighed at him and Connor scowled right back at her. It wasn’t his fault that she thought touching food with her hands was acceptable. He had manners and knew better. Admittedly it wasn’t... more
        • That's not allowed - Marley, Wed Apr 19 22:41
          Connor insisted that he wasn't scared, which Marley hadn't really expected because he was generally such an honest person. Maybe not an open person. He was really quiet, and when people were really... more
          • But consider: what if it was - Connor, Thu Apr 20 04:42
            In the midst of his coughing, the last thing Connor had expected was for Marley to come up and whack him on the back, which was of course precisely why she did so. He was too busy coughing to glare,... more
            • Nope. I'm putting my foot down. - Marley, Fri Apr 21 00:08
              Connor kept coughing for a bit, even after he took some sips of the orange juice. Was that a bad sign? Had her whack been unlucky enough to actually put him in a worse spot? Concerned, Marley kept... more
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