test drive/Milliways_bar

[like_quicksilver]

Gyda was still convinced that Milliways Hall was a home for gods. How else could that explain the observation window, or the doors that seemed to go everywhere, or the fire with the fish swimming in it.

She chose a table by the observation window, asking the bar for something for breakfast. Before her appeared a mug of hot chocolate and a bowl of what looked like yellow wheels in milk. A small taste proved it tasting like wheat almost: not bad really. She liked the crunchy taste with the milk.

"Lady Bar, what is this?" The bar provided a napkin with words that she tried to recall. 'Cer..eal..and..milk.." Oh, well, she knew what milk was of course, but atleast her reading was getting better.

She went to her cereal, taking another bite. The hot chocolate added a strange sweetness that made her glad the..cereal..had a plain taste.

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[like_quicksilver]

The shadow was a good indicator of someone behind her, and Gyda turned just in time to see Floki reach into her breakfast to pull out a piece. To a modern child, the cereal would be recognizable as 'cheerios', but to someone like Gyda, she just knew what Bar called it.

"Floki!" He was just lucky he was fast and sneaky enough to take a piece first or she would've smacked his hand with her spoon. How would he have felt if someone tried to take off his bowl? "Lady Bar calls it 'cereal and milk'. I asked for something for breakfast and she gave me this and hot chocolate."

Actually, warm chocolate would be a better name for it at this point.

[gods_that_haunt_me]

Manners? What are manners?

"This is breakfast? It seems to me to be a superior alternative to gruel. I think, perhaps, that I will join you."

He lopes off to the Bar to fetch a bowl of cereal and milk for himself. But instead of getting hot chocolate, he gets a cup of coffee. Uttering a note of curiosity when he takes a whiff of it, he brings his breakfast back to Gyda's table and folds his lanky frame into the seat opposite her.

"I do not believe we received the same drink. This smells far, far more bitter than your sweet chocolate."

[like_quicksilver]

"It's darker too." Hers was light brown whereas his drink was dark brown, almost black. She didn't know of caffeine, or its effects: she especially didn't know that Floki on a caffeine and sugar buzz would be a very bad thing.

"You could add sugar to it." She pushed the glass sugar container over to him. "They use this instead of honey, and more of it. They have tooth brushes and a paste you use twice a day, so your teeth don't rot from honey or sugar."

Even back home, those who had a lot of honey with their food also had bad teeth later on. Now it seemed, they had a way of stopping it.

"Cereal is good, but I think I would prefer something warmer when it gets colder."

[gods_that_haunt_me]

Floki picks up the container of sugar and shakes it a bit, watching the white granules shift like sand.

"Brushes for teeth? What will they think of next?"

He tips the container into his mug-- and a lot more sugar than he expects quickly pours out of the spout. He stops himself with a surprised yelp, and then with a snicker, he pours a little bit into the palm of his hand and licks it.

"Ooh!"

Delicious!

And he adds some to the cereal, too. Because why not?

"How about warm milk with cereal? That should do the trick."

[like_quicksilver]

"Water that you don't need to heat up over a fire because it's already hot." She answered with a smile. The room provided her looked almost like her room in kattegat, but with a few changes like running water and electricity.

She took another bite, trying to imagine what the cereal would taste like with warm milk. "I'll ask the next time it gets cold in the morning."