Parked pretty far from the All-Stars Apartments, Sweet Tooth preferred to keep his prized Ice Cream Truck away from all of the ruckus. They needed their alone time! Topped with a vanilla swirl, the clown held his waffle cone and chuckled softly. âPerfection in a single scoop! Yâstill got it olâ girl.â Before he could get a taste, Tooth noticed the young man approaching his truck. Guess he shouldnât have had the service window open of he wanted to be alone. â...Somethinâ I can do for ya kid?â
Momotaro was looking up to the strange man in make up. It was like something that the big stripey tents had, but he never went too close to those. Too noisy for him.
But how he was drawn here? Because of the odd shape of the truck. A shape that could be surrounded by small children. But he could never get to close to those eitherâŚagain, too noisy.
So, this one moment with no one else around seemed to be a good opportunity to learn, why did small children flock around this shape? Though, the man in the make up spoke englishâŚso Momotaro had to take a moment to stare, and gather the correct wordsâŚof sorts:
ââŚâŚwh-whatâŚwh-what, is thatâŚ?â
He looks at the swirl in the manâs hand. It smelled vaguely of milk and vanillaâŚbut it felt a bit cold. Was the man daring to eat something cold in this weather? What a brave manâŚ?