He hadn't sat there long at all before Mikey jumped over the back of the couch, loaded down with cartons and bottles that were probably now going to fizz over when he opened them.

"So, I know I said I was gonna get soda, buuuuuuuuuut I got ice cream AND soda instead."

Not as good as Ice Cream Kitty, the forever love of Mikey's life, but still.

"Which do you want? Peppermint stick? Or chocolate? Peppermint stick? Chooooocolate? C'mon, let's celebrate the lack of yelling that just happened."