Cammie & Marie: Smoothies

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While mixing a drink, Cammie gets a surprise of a different kind.

Marie paused, looking at her bare hand on the door. It was still strange, not wearing gloves. Part of her still wanted to keep them on, for familiarity she told herself, even if part of her knew it was because she didn't want to get used to it. Stepping into hallway, she pushed the thought away and tried to grasp on to a better one. Taking a breath, she disappeared in a puff of smoke and reappeared in the kitchen.

Cammie had been mixing a drink. Had being the operative word. At the puff of smoke and the sudden appearance she jumped, drain cleaner going everywhere. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed, "God damnit Kur-" she stopped when she noticed it wasn't him, "What the fuck," she said, as her brain kicked into gear and she remembered what had been going on.

"Uh...hey," Marie said, a sheepish grin on her face. "Ah didn't think about what would happen if someone was already here. Still getting used to this whole pop from point A to point B thing. Let me help clean that up," she added, rummaging in a drawer for a dishcloth.

"Yeah. Sigh. I was going to drink that, and now it's eating the floor, lucky me," she said, holding the now mostly empty bottle of drain cleaner. "Maybe we should use paper towels or something, otherwise I am so going to steal that washcloth and it will never be seen again."

There was only a moment of hesitation before Marie set the cloth down and picked up a roll of paper towels instead. "Well, uh, maybe it'll have extra flavor now?" Ripping off a paper towel, she handed the roll to Cammie.

Cammie took it, "Nah... might make it a little chunky though. ...Oh hell yes. I could make a smoothie!"

Marie eyed the paper towel she was using to clean off the floor suspectly. "Sounds...good. Maybe?" She let out a short laugh. "You know, it's gotta get old having people react like that, huh?"

Cammie laughed, "Nah. I think I'd get bored with life if I couldn't clear a room in less than thirty seconds."

"Glad Ah could help then," Marie said. "So what now?" she asked, holding up several handfuls of draino soaked papertowels. "How do we smoothiefy these?"

"...I need my own blender. Because I can't really think of much of a way outside of that. Ooooh, I could steal Jane's!"

"You know, Ah'm sure you could acquire one of the blenders here and just label it so folks know it's for you. The school's always done whatever to meet people's different dietary needs. No need to resort to theft," she said, hoping her light tone helped the last come out as a joke.

"Yeah, but I leave it out here and SOMEONE uses it and then I get to explain why their whatever they were making tastes like death," Cammie said with a laugh, opting to ring the paper towel out over the cup. Now, if only she had a lighter. Some of this stuff tasted better after you toasted it.

"As it is, I can't be too picky about it. At least I have my drinks."

"Maybe if you decorated it with skulls and crossbones the point would get across," Marie said. "But now that you've mentioned smoothies, Ah think Ah want one too. Just with, y'know, fruit, instead of draino."

"Yeah. I wouldn't recommend draino to very many people. Fred might be able to drink it, but I don't think he'd like the taste. All sweet and foamy," she said, setting the towel aside and then putting some floor cleaner, the lemon scented, into the mixture. "Though to be fair, I also like fruit. As long as it's ripe. Really, really ripe."

"Is that like mixing sweet with savory?" Marie asked as she opened the fridge and rummaged through until she came up with a couple handfuls of fruit that she piled on the counter before grabbing some juice and yogurt as well. "Don't think Ah see anything in here that you'd be interested in."

"You wouldn't. All my stuff is either in mine or Jean-Paul's fridge," she said, "Saves everyone else from having to smell it. The second something goes bad in there, though, it is so mine." She stirred what counted as a drink, before slamming it easily. "Lemon floor cleaner is so much better than pine-sol."

"Ah'll have to take your word on that," Marie said as she whipped together her own smoothie. "Even when Ah'm invulnerable, my insides aren't totally, so Ah doubt Ah should make a taste test attempt."

"Yeah, all you invulnerable people really aren't. But you can imagine it like taking a nice big drink of Christmas Tree," Cammie said, "Whatever it is they use to copy the pine smell is so gross."

"You know, even Ah'd guess that lemon would taste better than pine. Pine doesn't smell tasty, y'know?" she said, pouring her smoothie into a glass and taking a sip.

"Who knows, pine air freshener can be okay," Cammie returned, washing her glass out throughly. "It's just a matter of what they use. Well, catch ya later, I have to go kill some braincells." As if her drink wouldn't have done that already.