Just then, Mary heard the door being unlocked and opened. It must be her boyfriend, Derrick — no one else held her house keys. The giant ice cream cone in the middle of the living room fazed him, until he came closer and saw a familiar face in the ivory white ice cream.
"Hold on, Mary!? Which vial did this to you?"
"You haven't heard of the food vials? The ice cream vial did this! My legs have melted together in the cone and I'm stuck here!"
"Look at your arm! It seems to be… runny. Oh no, you're melting." Derrick then darted to the thermostat and turned it all the way down. "Do you feel better now?"
Mary's sensation of heat subsided. "Of course. Thanks so much."
"Can I get a taste of you?"
"Sure, why not."
Todd used his finger to scoop up some ice cream from her arm, and proceeded to lick it. "Rich vanilla. Interesting."
Looking down, he noticed the blueberries and muttered, "Gosh, those are humongous!"
"Uh… thanks?"
"Y'know, nestling in a cone like that seems quite comfortable."
"No way! This feels so cramped down there!"
"That's not the point. Do you still have the vial with you? Could I join in?"
Mary handed Derrick the vial, who gulped the remaining contents in one go. "Feels sorta cold."
His trousers hardened into a waffle cone as well, with his body gradually transmuting into soft, green ice cream. This time, his brown hair became a hardened chocolate layer instead, and his privates flattened into a spoon that he took out right after, still feeling the pleasure he would receive upon "touching himself". His legs melted together into a single mass that stuck to the cone.
Using the spoon, he scooped out a portion from his shoulder, and stuck it into Mary's mouth. "Mint flavour… my favourite."
"Remember, the effects will wear off after 24 hours."
"It's not like we could go anywhere like this, Mary, we can't even walk."
The duo huddled each other. To their horror, they realized they had melted together, like two ice cream scoops on a cone.
"Even better," started Derrick. "You're so sweet."
"Awww…"