[ Really? Dark chocolate with lemon sounds delightful to him. He remembers seeing gourmet chocolates he wasn't allowed to eat as a child that were dark chocolate and had bits of candied lemon peel in them (and probably limoncello). But he absolutely loves white chocolate too; far be it from Allen to discriminate against any food. Unless it has alcohol in it, but that's more a Pavlovian gag reflex.
He hands Shouto the plain one and takes a chocolate one for himself, giving him a final bright-eyed look before taking an absolutely giant bite of his own, the chocolate snapping and giving way to a burst of lemon even Allen wasn't quite expecting. He blinks, staring down at it before looking back up at Shouto in astonished delight. ]
Ah, you've really gotten so good! [ Not even including how abysmally low that bar had started back at the bake-off a year ago!! He takes another big bite, clearing almost the entire cake in two goes. ]
It's delicious. [ "Itsh d'lefshus."
No side effects in three... two... one? Oh, no. It'll take longer than that for his metabolism to get to it on an already full (for colloquial purposes) stomach. Tim, though...
Tim gleefully takes a giant toothy bite of his own, but then... stops? His mouth disappearing from his face as he regards the cake rather blankly and curiously for a moment. Et tu? ]
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He hands Shouto the plain one and takes a chocolate one for himself, giving him a final bright-eyed look before taking an absolutely giant bite of his own, the chocolate snapping and giving way to a burst of lemon even Allen wasn't quite expecting. He blinks, staring down at it before looking back up at Shouto in astonished delight. ]
Ah, you've really gotten so good! [ Not even including how abysmally low that bar had started back at the bake-off a year ago!! He takes another big bite, clearing almost the entire cake in two goes. ]
It's delicious. [ "Itsh d'lefshus."
No side effects in three... two... one? Oh, no. It'll take longer than that for his metabolism to get to it on an already full (for colloquial purposes) stomach. Tim, though...
Tim gleefully takes a giant toothy bite of his own, but then... stops? His mouth disappearing from his face as he regards the cake rather blankly and curiously for a moment. Et tu? ]