Snowbottle looked at the uninvited guest and his face morphed into a frown.
Although it had been years since they last spoke, and the time Snowbottle had seen him at the Belmont Home could not really be counted as a reunion-Snowbottle still recognized him at first sight.
The memories they had together were so close to the heart that time with it's gentle but continuous waves was not strong enough to wash them away.
Snowbottle tightened his fist. His eyes focused on the face of the man with a banana in his mouth.
"Chubin!" he muttered lowly.
Snowbottle immediately reached into his pocket for his knuckle gloves but Chubin immediately a plate of ice cream to his face and instinctively, Snowbottle removed his hand for his pocket and caught the plate of ice cream.
Surprisingly, Chubin was already holding two ice cream spoons, "Let's eat!"
This took Snowbottle by surprise, but one look at Chubin's eyes and he could tell that he had not come to fight.
