"Vend coffee."

"Vend cream."

"Here is your cream coffee."

The machine spits out two cups of coffee topped with squirty cream, the result of both coffee and cream being ordered at the same time.

"Vend chocolate powder."

"Vend powdered cinnamon."

The vendor delivers.

"So," Cream says whilst genorously heaping cinnamon powder onto her drink. "You got a girlfriend? Tell. Who is she?"

"Shut up," complains Coffee, covering everything in the vicinity of his mug in powdered chocolate. "I have a new friend. WHo is a girl. Stop being so mean."

Cream makes a face. "Naw, I was hoping for something more interesting. You're so boring, Coffee."

Cream is wearing an off white woolen poncho, with a tight light yellow t shirt and a pair of dark leggings. Her pale hair is held back by a black hairband, and she has a pair of sparkly black ballet pumps on her feet. Coffee is wearing a loose white top with dungarees style trousers, complete with shoulder straps.

"I'm not boring! You get bored too easily. It's not my fault."

"You keep telling yourself that."

"It's true!"

"Mmhm," says Cream, somehow managing to be sarcastic through a mouthful of coffee.

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Feedback and CC is very much appreciated, if you have the time! This is my first attempt at sf, I think, and I'm fairly certain I haven't managed to break and laws of physics/canon yet.

updated 30 days ago by SapphireSoul