#blairaptor

“Woah!” Milo looked at the floating ball of frozen dessert as it emerged from the device on the center of the table. He put his hand to his head, “It brings a new meaning to ‘ice cream float’!”

Vinnie gestured to his own shake, “This isn’t just any kinda ice cream, it’s ice cream from the moooooonn!!” He wiggled his fingers as he stretched out the last word.

“The Moon? How is it from the moon?” Milo took his seat and the glob plopped into the empty milkshake container in front of him.

“Once upon a time,” Vinnie started, he looked at his watch, and continued, “probably around your time, actually”. He had picked up Milo from the early 2000s so they could have ice cream from his favorite restaurants in 2175. “A bunch of kids took a herd of cows up to the moon in a rocket ship, built a farm, grew grass, somehow, milked the cows and made ice cream, ON THE MOON!” He tried to mimic the enthusiasm shown by the young boy.

Milo gave him a questioning look, “Kids? How would NASA let kids on a rocket ship? I’m pretty sure they’d be too young for that kinda thing.”

“That’s just it, NASA wouldn’t let kids on one of their ships.” He leaned in to whisper, “So they built their own.”

“No way!” Milo elbowed him. “Kids building rocket ships? And all that work, just for ice cream? I’m sure there’s an easier way.”

“Yeah, but that’s not the point,” He grabbed the cherry by the stem and popped it into his mouth. “They did it for fun. They had great creativity, and they acted on it and became some of the best inventors and mechanics the future has ever seen!”