WHO: Seth Clearwater and Rachel Black. WHAT: Getting away for a while. WHEN: Thursday afternoon. WHERE: Forks. RATING: TBD. STATUS: Incomplete.
"Yeah, I'll have a hot fudge sundae with every topping you've got."
A few blinks of confusion followed as did another question. "Size?"
"Biggest one you've got," Seth replied with a nod.
The girl behind the counter simply couldn't imagine this little boy having one of their Jumbo-sized hot fudge sundaes on his own. She must have thought he would be sharing it with someone else, but the truth was that it was all for him. He'd saved up for it, so why shouldn't he indulge? For the past few weeks, he had tortured himself doing chores around the house, barely making it in time for patrols and managing a few odd jobs of doing the neighbor's lawns and babysitting here and there. Of course, he deserved this! Besides, there was nothing like Forks Ice Cream.
While everyone was inside trying to warm up from the day's light rain, Seth picked up his larger-than-life ice cream, paid and headed outside to eat it. The rain had stopped for a while, but there was still that icky breeze that always seemed to develop just after a shower. None of this bothered Seth however. Forks weather never did, even before his transformation. Sure, like everyone else, he had gotten a little cold during those harsh winters, but it wasn't something he was uncomfortable with. Now, of course, he would do anything to keep cool. Even in his t-shirt, he felt rather warm, and a nice, cold ice cream would certainly do the trick of cooling him down.