napoleon by Livio Perissin (luvric)

Back story

During an excellent adventure, Napoleon found himself exploring the suburban indoor mall. Bewildered, he passed many well-lit storefronts and eventually ended up in the foodcourt, in from of BT's Creamery. The colorful, blinking images of ice cream flavors on the overhead menu mesmerized him while his appearance in turn mesmerized the employees behind the rectangular windowed freezer.

A smiling, teenaged girl in a pastel uniform approached and tapped on his shoulder. He turned.

"Excuse me, sir," she said, balancing a tray of cups with tiny spoons sticking out. "Welcome to BT's Creamery. Would you like a free sample?"

"Free?" He reached out his hand, then just as quickly, pulled it away. "Wait, what is it that you are offering?"

"Ice cream."

He peered into the tiny cups. "Eyes cream? That is revolting."

"No, not eyes cream! Ice cream."

"What is 'ice cream'?"

"A delicious treat. Here," she lifted a cup from the tray and held it out to him. "Try this one!"

"Is it safe?"

"Of course it's safe, it's vanilla!"

"Vanilla?"

"Yeah, it's just a flavor, but trust me, it's my favorite. Here, take it before it melts. You'll love it, I promise!"

Slowly, he accepted the sample from her outstretched hand and spent some time examining the glossy plastic spoon within. Finally, he used it to scoop out the ice cream and drew it to his lips. He took a tentative bite and his face lit up like the Eiffel Tower on Bastille Day.

"This must be the food of the Gods!"

"I told ya you'd like it!"

"How many flavors are there?"

"A ton."

"I'll take your three best!"

She called out the request to her fellow teenaged employees as Napoleon jumped up and down like a child.