AAOOOSC! #10

Chapter 2: "Ice Cream Is ALWAYS Good For You!"

While our heroes were suiting out, they decided that before they teleport over to San Jose, they would stop at the famous ice cream parlour shop in Pittsburgh!

So an hour later, Sidney, Nathan, Jonathan, Patrick, Toews, Pekka, Jonas, and John are now at the ice cream parlour. They are huddled around three tables next to each other, munching on ice cream and slurping on milkshakes.

Sidney is feeding Bubby and Bubby Jr. banana ice cream. He then notices Pekka sitting at the end of the table, not having any ice cream in front of him.

"Pekka!" Sidney cries out.

Pekka perks up at him with raised eyebrows.

"Why didn't you get any ice cream?"

"Oh, um--" Pekka adjusts himself. "--I think it would spoil our appetite for Antti's dinner."

"Ice cream never spoils anything-- It makes all things better!" Nathan pipes in, shoving a spoonful of white ice cream into his mouth.

"Um, I'd rather not have any-- It's not good for you, anyways..." Pekka eyes Sidney's blue ice cream.

"Ice cream's always good for you!" Sidney shouts joyfully. "Because it makes you happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and happy and ha--"

"Shut up and eat your ice cream." Jonathan shoves a spoonful of blue ice cream into Sidney's mouth, causing him to stop his rant.

A smile appears on Sidney's face. "Mmmm!" He pulls the spoon out from his mouth. "Yummy!"

"I'm always curious, dude," Patrick starts from the other side of the table, "what's that ice cream flavour of yours?"

"It's--"

"Jonathan, let the stripling utter!" John cuts in, darting his eyes at Toews.

"Heh, sorry..." Toews slumps on his seat and bites into his chocolate ice cream cone.

"It's a secret!" Sidney tells him, hugging the bowl against him. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Sure can, man!" Patrick nods his head at him.

"Okay..." Sidney leans forward toward the table; all the others lean toward him. He whispers airily: "It's...called...Blue Moon ice cream. Now shhhhh!" He places his pointer finger against his lips and leans back against his chair.

Everyone leans back to their chairs and nods their heads, ensuring Sidney that they won't tell anyone his secret ice cream flavour.

Suddenly, the bell on the door dings, notifying everyone inside that someone has entered the parlour. They all look to the door to see who entered.

It is the leader of the League Leaders, Harry. He gazes out at the parlour, seeming like he is searching for someone. Once he spotted who he is looking for, his eyes light up. With a small smile, he marches over to him.

"Tavares?" Harry says, looming over John's seat from behind him.

John cautiously turns his head around to look at Harry from behind his shoulder. "Oh, Harry," he says. "How may I help you?"

"May I have a word with you? There is something I need to discuss with you..." Harry lifts his aging eyes at the powers players; the power players are gaping at him, frozen.

"Will that be permissible, gentlemen?" John asks the others.

With nods and "yeah"s, John gets up and and exits the the parlour with Harry.

Sitting on the patio seats outside of the parlour are the other two members of the League Leaders: Larry and Gary. Larry is sitting on a metal patio chair with his cane giving him support. Gary is on his own portable bed, as usual, dozing off.