Sherry and Dylan wandered around the supermarket without a goal in mind. The other shoppers could not help but to stare at the couple. Both were tall with beautiful long legs, the vibes they gave off when standing next to each other were affectionate and loving and they were also very charming. They looked to be the perfect couple.
Admiring the eye candy, some shoppers kept staring until they reached the top of Dylan's head. There was a…bird? A bird was snuggled up on his head and made a nest of it. It looked to be very comfortable and was snoozing without a care in the world.
"Hey, hey, mister." A brave child approached Dylan while his mum wasn't paying attention and tugged at his pants gently.
"Hm? What is it?" Dylan crouched down and asked with a smile.
"Why do you have a bird in your hair?" The child asked innocently.
Dylan felt his head and smiled sheepishly. "This is my friend. He's a bit tired right now so he's sleeping."
The kid stared at Fir nestled up in Dylan's hair and noted that it did indeed look to be very comfortable. He nodded, accepting Dylan's answer. "My cat likes sleeping in my lap too but when she does, I'm not allowed to move."
Dylan chuckled and rubbed this kid's head. "That must be tough."
"When I grow up, I'll make her sleep on my head too so I can walk around the house."
"Like a hat."
"Yes, like a hat, a cat hat."
"That sounds exciting." Dylan laughed, imagining the kid just walking around with a cat curled up on his head and trying its best not to fall off.
"Rick~? Where are you?" The kid's mum called out from some alley.
"Mummy's calling me so I have to go now. Bye bye, mister."
"Bye."
Dylan stood back up and watched as the kid ran back to his mum and waved back when he waved at him. Sherry who had been silently watching giggled.
"You sure are good with kids." She commented.
"Don't you think they're just so adorable?"
"Mm, they are, aren't they?"
Chuckling, Dylan caught sight of another couple out shopping as well. They were looking at the food, holding hands and quarrelling about which chip flavour to get. Dylan glance back at Sherry and looked at her empty hand. Without saying anything, he grasped it.
"This way they'll know you're mine." Dylan grinned.
"U-un." Sherry nodded, looking away but a smile still creeping up her face. And so, the two of them flaunted off their love while browsing around in the supermarket.
While looking at the butter, Sherry noticed that the tiramisu was on sale. She thought about Dylan's distaste of coffee and also his ignorance and formulated a prank in her mind. Suppressing the mischievous smile from popping up on her face, she pointed at the tiramisu.
"The tiramisu is on sale. Should we buy some?" She asked 'innocently'.
"Mm, sure." Dylan casually replied. "Can we buy some pudding too?"
"Yeah, you can have it after the tiramisu." Sherry laughed. She was imagining Dylan's face scrunching up after taking a bite out of the tiramisu. She was having fun just thinking about how betrayed Dylan would feel when the chocolate looking dessert turned out to be made from his most hated beverage.
Dylan was perplexed by her reaction but just shrugged seeing that she was in a good mood. Little did he know that she was just plotting a prank against him, one to do with food even! How vile, how vicious!
When they got home, Sherry very joyfully proposed that they eat the snacks they bought today.
'She must really love tiramisu.' Dylan naively thought to himself.
Sherry opened one tiramisu and one pudding, setting the tiramisu in front of Dylan and the pudding in front of herself. Dylan looked at Sherry and then at the pudding in front of her and the tiramisu in front of himself. His gaze alternated between the few at fast intervals. He was really looking forward to the pudding…
"Try some." Sherry told him, a mysterious smile on her face.
Dylan sensed the strangeness in her voice but disregarded it with a shrug. After all, Sherry was his girlfriend, she couldn't possibly be plotting against him, haha, impossible. Whilst thinking so, Dylan picked up the spoon and ate a bite of the tiramisu.
"…Sherry, you tricked me again!" Dylan raged, tears in his eyes. Ever since that one time he tried coffee, he never touched it again, absolutely abhorring the taste of it. Every time Sherry drank it, he'd stay as far away as possible from her, hating to even look at it.
Sherry burst into laughter. "How's the taste, Dylan?"
"It's bitter! I hate it!" Dylan whined, searching for something to erase the taste of the accursed tiramisu.
"Ahaha, I'll finish it off for you, you can have the pudding." Sherry swapped their desserts with a melodious laugh, fully enjoying the outcome of her prank.
Dylan glanced at the pudding with suspicion. He raised his gaze and glared at Sherry. "This is pudding, right?"
"Of course it is. You've eaten it before." Sherry laughed, Dylan's reaction was just like a child's, it was really cute.
"…" Whilst glaring at Sherry, Dylan cast cleaning magic on his spoon to get rid of all the tiramisu and the residue taste that remained and carefully scooped a small portion of the pudding. Cautiously, he brought the pudding into his mouth. His face instantly lit up, the annoyance on his face because of the tiramisu disappeared and was replaced by pure joy. He sped up his eating pace and shovelled the pudding into his mouth. Dylan was liking a golden retriever, Sherry could picture his ear perking up and tail wagging crazily as he ate.
"Forgive me?" Sherry asked with a Cheshire cat's smile.
"…Mu, forgiven."
"Ahaha, thank you for your generosity, sir knight." Sherry did a playful Frinian bow and started to eat her tiramisu. As she ate with a delightful expression, Dylan watched on as if he was watching the impossible. He shook his head, continuing to eat his pudding.
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Author: This is actually based on a true story. I tried some tiramisu thinking it was chocolate flavoured and was so utterly betrayed…I gave the rest to my brother…
Dylan: Un, that's the devil's dessert.
Author: Wow, Sherry ate that too, you calling your girl a devil?
Dylan: Well she is one for making me eat that!
Author: Agreed.