May Mingle (Caprine)

[moonofmylife]

Who: The crew of the Caprine and visitors
Broadcast: N/a
Action: Yes
When: Throughout the month of May

[Enjoy the snacks! Sadly they are mostly goo.]

Comments

2/2

[spontaneouscombustion]

OH! DUH, I got something like that yesterday! Be right back!

[And a quick sprint off to the quarters! What could it be?]

[forcesensitive]

Uhh--okay.

[He'll make up a few more of the chip-strips while she trots off. They're pretty good to dip into almost any of the other gels. Whoever said the food here was terrible isn't, he thinks, very creative.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Not even a minute later and the pony returns with the neck of a small, dark red bottle in her teeth. She wraps her hoof around the neck to show it off.]

TADA! Auntie Zarlock's Seven Pepper Naga Scorpion Ghost-Maker Sauce! It's got a REALLY nice kick but there's just a smidge of sweetness to soften it out!

[For comparison: this is the pony that thinks a scorching hot sauce can be slathered onto a cupcake no problem.]

[forcesensitive]

Ghost-Maker? Are you sure that's safe for humans to eat?

[He's got a bad feeling about this for some reason.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

Yeah, I was worried too, but the saleshuman said it's just the name of one of the peppers in the bottle! I've already tried it out!

[It's the unholy, alternate universe crossbreed of a Carolina Reaper and a ghost pepper.]

1/2

[forcesensitive]

Huh. Well, I'll try some then.

[He puts a couple drops onto his faux nachos and takes a bite....]

2/2

[forcesensitive]

[But he does turn reddish, gapes like a fish, and rushes to place his mouth under the drink dispenser.]

Hot! Hot!

[spontaneouscombustion]

Heehee, I know, right? Isn't it good?

[Pinkie, no. At least the maintenance bots are coming to wipe up the orange waterfall.]

[forcesensitive]

[The drink is not helping enough. Finn whimpers but finally contents himself with a glass of the stuff, which he gulps down.

Next time he'll stick to the spicy chilli gel.]

I think--you probably--taste that--different.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Trust me, her taste buds are VERY strange, even compared to other Equestrian ponies.]

Aw, you don't like it?

[Here, Pinkie'll make it up to you, she'll get a glass of not!milk started.]

[forcesensitive]

Too hot.

[Sorry, Pinkie. He's had so much boring food in his life that Ghost-Maker Sauce is totally beyond him.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[The First Order will pay for this one day. I bet he hasn't even had a proper dessert before that birthday cake, huh?

Still, here's that milk.]

I guess so. Here, dairy helps out a LOT.

[forcesensitive]

Thanks. [It does help a little, but his expression is still one of pain.

Also, what's dessert?]

Whew. That's--are you sure you got that at a food shop, not a weapon shop?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Pretty sure! It WAS in the food district, and they had all sorts of fruit and spices in the stall too! Oh! You know what'd be GREAT with this?!

[One dash to the fridge later and she pulls out some sort of cross melon, but with a spiky, durian-like rind.]

I got THIS at the stall too. She said it's got a great aroma when you crack it open, and it's really sweet and juicy!

[forcesensitive]

[He's still gulping down drinks, but a nice chilly melon might be good too....]

But it's not spicy, right? I can take it.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Nope, shouldn't be spicy at all!

[And it... actually smells pretty nice once she cuts into it. A touch musky, but mostly really cold and sweet, like a cantaloupe. ... Even if it is bright blue inside.]

Mmmm it DOES smell good...

[forcesensitive]

[Finn takes a slice and jams it into his mouth, sighing in relief. He doesn't chew on it yet, just holds the cool melon slice over his poor scorched tastebuds.]

Nft bd.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Mmm! 'nw, rght?

[Buuut like she said the reason she got it out is because it'd be paired nicely with that sauce. So yup, before her next bite, that slice is getting a nice line of hot sauce going all the way across.]

[forcesensitive]

[Yeah, her tastebuds have got to be different than his, because Finn's mouth still feels on fire even with the chilly melon in it. Finn lets up on his bite for a moment to talk.]

Be careful. It's hot.

[Thank you mister obvious.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[What's that? She can't hear you over how delicious this tastes.]

Mmm this is perfect~ I think I just found my next cupcake flavor~~~

[Pray, Finn. Pray like the heat death is upon you.]

[forcesensitive]

How can you eat that?

[He shakes his head, not really expecting an answer. Maybe it's a pony thing.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Nope, not even a pony thing. Then again, the only time she's been shown registering "too hot" is when she tasted ESSENCE OF RAINBOWS. As in the actual refracted light.

She swallows and gives him a saucy smile... literally, there's sauce all around her muzzle.]

Easy! I slather the sauce on, bite the melon, chew it for a bit, swallow, then into my stomach--

[Feel free to cut her off. At least she's being sincere rather than sarcastic.]

[forcesensitive]

[Yeah, he's just going to...assume that until Cheese someone tells him otherwise. Who knows what's normal for a pony? Not Finn.]

Right, right, I get it. I guess that's why the spicy chilli protein wasn't hot enough for you, huh?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Could be!

[Yeah, Cheese might not be the best pony to ask either, since using cupcakes as a pizza topping were either his or Pinkie's idea.]

[forcesensitive]

[Okay, he might be cooling off a little bit now. Maybe. He takes another deep breath, trying to air out his mouth.]

Well, you can put as much on your nachos as you want, but I'll stick to the regular kind.