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The picnic day continued, as we enjoyed the dessert before the main dish, everyone loved the ice cream we made. Even the old grandma Draugann who had sensitive teeth enjoyed it.
"Oi, Drake! What is this ambrosia of the gods?! I had never tasted something so good! It is as if you were eating… delicious and soft clouds…!" said Draugann.
"So good… And yes, it is as if we were eating soft and creamy clouds that we just harvested from the skies." Sighed Tisha.
"Nom, nom, nom…! Another!" said Pekora, finishing her own in an instant although her cheeks bulged like a hamster.
"There you go. Remember that there is the whole main dish after this, so save some space in the stomach for that." I said as I gave her a second crepe with ice cream.
