Oh no, if you're starting crazy I can't let you do that alone. [ She is all for diving into the deep end. Don't worry. They have time to reel it back another day. Seems like a good start to the evening before the fireworks happen. Both literally and figuratively.
And she got it, the bad birthdays. The bad always outweighs the good for some people who've just been unlucky. But, there was always time to make up for it all. She was here for a no pressure good time. So, with that in mind, she breaks open the graham crackers and starts assembling her first s'more before toasting the marshmallow so it's ready to go. She lays down a bit of the caramel sauce, a piece of candied bacon, toasted coconut flakes, and one of the chunks of chocolate.
Girl Scout cookie with a twist. ]
Alright, not as wild as I'd originally planned. [ But it's going to taste amazing. And she is absolutely watching to see what combo he sets up before beginning to toast her marshmallow. ]
[If it means distracting herself from spiraling? Yes. Plus, she does genuinely care about Steve and his happiness. She smiles as much as she can when she hears things are good between them.]
Good, I’m glad. You deserve to be happy, even in a place like this. Especially in a place like this.
[Her smile fades when he asks an important, but upsetting, question.]
A couple of days ago, but we’ve been talking. So when I didn’t hear from him today I knew something was off.
[ Steve, meanwhile, has somehow made a concoction of bananas, toasted coconut, caramel, hot fudge sauce, sea salt, and birthday sprinkles because he had to!
There's no theme here, and the graham cracker is almost not stable enough to take this, but Steve will will it so or get sauce all over his fingers. Overall, not a bad tradeoff, even if he makes himself look silly in front of Julia. ]
Hard to mess up a s'more.
[ He says, skewering a marshmallow to place over the fire. He likes his extra toasty, so if he sets the whole thing on fire only to blow it out a couple times, well. That's on purpose. ]
[Being careful of where she steps, Skye looks up at him with concern.]
Why? Has he been weird around you?
[She normally would want to avoid the labyrinth again at all cost, but if Bucky was in there... For now, however, Skye decides it might be better to look around the forest itself before entering in the hopes of finding him.]
Ooh, that sounds like a challenge I don't know that I want to take on. [ Because she absolutely could find a way. Granted, it would take actual effort, but it's possible. But, Steve's combo definitely looks good and she's on board with it. After all, this is his birthday so she's happy if he's happy. Even if it means he's setting his marshmallow on fire.
Where he's having to blow his out, she's skewered one and is meticulously turning it so it gets lovely and golden as evenly as possible. Definitely takes a bit more time than setting it on fire. She wants it warmed up to the point that it looks like it's going to fall off of the skewer because it's so warm and gooey and the perfect level of toasty. ]
Maybe we should be making s'more bowls instead of s'mores as sandwiches.
[Skye looks behind them as she debates whether or not it's actually worth it to go back for her.]
No. If something happens to her Bucky would never forgive me.
[What she wouldn't give to have some of Bucky's werewolf senses right now. Hearing movement ahead of them, Skye looks to Steve before stepping forward. Gun drawn, but held low for now. Peering around a thick tree trunk, Skye visibly relaxes.]
[ He raises an eyebrow at Julia and then goes to rifle for a bowl. That's going to be a lot of marshmallow - can the both of them even burn the roofs of their mouths? He didn't know what sort of state Julia was in from her Goddesshood. And he hasn't been able to burn his mouth yet. But with a whole bowl full of marshmallows...
There was a first time for everything, he supposes. They'll figure out soon.
Once he's done his marshmallow - melted all the way through but completely charred on the outside - he places it into the bowl and stacks on a few more marshmallows while he crumbles a graham cracker over this. ]
[ He's already going for it before she can explain the idea, so she stands back to watch. With the heat of the melted sugar, she would have recommended maybe using less -- Julia only going for a second marshmallow as she makes her own bowl.
And while Julia didn't often talk about her brief stint as a goddess, any perks she'd had from that was gone. She was back to being a regular human who could absolutely burn the roof of her mouth without being able to instantly heal. Although, this place probably wouldn't have cooperated with that even with the stabilizing gem.
Crumbling her own graham crackers over the top, she can't stop the laugh. ]
Looks like granola I could get behind. [ The granola bowls were fine, but not her first choice. Grabbing spoons, she hands one over if he didn't have one already -- ready to do a cheers with her bowl to his in a sort of s'more toast. ]
[ Cheers! This really is one of the oddest concoctions he's eaten, but on the bright side, isn't this how the smores was invented in the first place? He feels like they might be onto something, even if he's late and they've kinda of already bowled everything -- burritos, sushi, general other flavors that seem to go together.
He doesn't know all that.
He takes a bite of his and it's. It's okay.
He does like the smokiness that comes with charred marshmallow. He'll also steal a little bit of Julia's and, alright. He's not going to lie. She wins this round. ]
[ Bowls were in right now. She was sure someone somewhere had made a s'more bowl shop or something along those lines. Or had a build your own dessert bowl. Who knows. Point is, she's happy they're doing it here and -- ]
Well, if I'd known it was a competition...
[ Then it's on like donkey kong. Stealing a bite of his, she's not mad about the combo. It's good. ]
You wanting a rematch right now or a bit of a break in between so we don't totally overload on sugar?
[Skye feels both relieved and, disappointed that they didn’t find Bucky over here. In the back of her mind, she can just tell this isn’t good overall. He wouldn’t just disappear like that, and she knows they won’t find him out here.]
Yeah, I think you’re right.
[Frowning as she turns to face him, Skye tries to figure out where they could look next. Aside from the maze, but, she really doesn’t want to go back in there.]
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