Sweetish

Chapter 6

After things finally calmed down, the two step out, arms interlocked to keep each other steady, swaying from the emotional exhaustion, they saw the event was over. The table that heald their display was completely empty, ravaged save for some sprinkles and a few sellshells left out on the table.

"Oh no, your setup!" Shouted Dulce, his tone full of regret and remorse.  "I'm so sorry, I should have closed it down or-"

"No no it's okay, people must have really liked your candies. Trust me, I can make a million more of these. I have the money."

"I'm sorry that happened," she continued, "and that you wasted all that material on this." Sammy was so embarrassed. She wasn't sure if it was over her mother or her outburst, but she just had to fix this.

"I didn't think she would be here, she never is and I would have never brought you here if I knew. I know you have problems with money and, and I can pay for all of this if-"

Dulce gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

"It's okay, truly."

Sammy was clearly not satisfied.

"Okay. Hey, if you really want to make it up to me..."

He looked up at the sky. It was twilight.
"Why don't you help me start collecting the ingredients I need to replace all of this. Say...right now?"

"Now?" It was Sammy's turn to be baffled.  "What could we possibly pick up now?"

It was at this he smirked. "Only the most important ingredient; sugar crystals!"
Sammy had never heard him actually sound excited before. She couldn't help but be curious as always.

"So where do we get these sugar crystals? What makes them crystals and not just sugar? Do they taste good? Can you eat them?"

"It's just a-"

"How many do we need? Is this something about your history?

"The cave isn't fa-"

"Ooh is the spot pretty? Do you think we are able to get a few photo-"

"SAMMY!!!"

She was silent. But not scared. He always seemed to have this incredible ability to stop things in their tracks. He had the aura of a Hotbear, steaming with calm and controlled power. A king of the jungle, retired but not yet out of commission.
In that moment of silence, she could wear the air smelled warm and sweet, with a hint of nuts.

"Would you like to go with me to the beach or not?"

Of course she would.