Mia & Skye
Mia was practically painted pink with the ice cream that had quickly melted down in the tropical heat. It was everywhere, and Skye could see that they'd probably both need to clean up after this but it'd be worth it just for the unexpected treat.
He clapped as the makings for sundaes fell into the grass around him.
"Okay, Mia," he took the two bowls and set them side by side on the grass. "First we have to put ice cream in the bowls." He swirled the spoon through the container, but nothing felt solid and all that he managed to scoop up was the consistency of soup. "Uh oh.. looks like it all melted, kiddo. We're going to need more ice cream."