Caspen Does things For things

Yume Mini-Mission: The Best Chef

Although Caspen and Yume's first meeting left something to be desired, mentioning tips on the best way to murder a blob, it was strangely captivating. The apology to Eris seemed to not get through, and being ignored by a god seemed to burn through their very soul, even more than Themis' blinding pain and begrudging acceptance. From what they could tell, Yume was close to a devoted copy of her father, right? So if Caspen got her favor, they pretty much got his. Ulterior motive aside, they were genuinely curious to see a godborn in the flesh, talk one on one without tension or accusation of one of the first blobs they met. Don't mess this up like you did with those six. This is an important act of redemption.

Wondering what kind of monumental task could possibly result in the relationship with an intimidatingly powerful near-God, Caspen was thrown wildly off guard by the actual request. The big 'bunny' seemed to be waiting for their arrival, happily turning towards them to speak. "Hello, little blobling! ^y^ I happen to be h u n g r y. If you can make me a meal, you will be graciously r e w a r d e d! Bring me sour and spicy, and mix them together! Then we'll s e e about our relationship." Wow. That seemed simple enough, almost too much like a trap, but there was nothing to lose when the price was the possible mercy of a deity.

They trudged slowly through the marsh, endlessly curious about the daughter's motivation, about whether this would affect anything at all. Sitting on a bank, then flopping belly first into the water, Caspen fished wildly for axolabeb tails, and caught a few glow grapes in the process. Sour, check. Once again in the park, feeling an almost watchful presence, they carefully clambered up to the Poffdula grove. A red-orange split pod lay in one claw, and a yellow- green in the other. Carefully, surgically, they split the seam of each and tossed the adverse color away until red and yellow remained. Each half-pod was quickly smacked together to form a whole, shaken like the end of the world. The perfect concoction of spicy and sour was nearly complete, and there was only one step left. Taking a floorboard from their own home, the glow grapes and tails were crushed, then chopped into tiny pieces before being thrown into the pod flavor mix.

Returning ever so slowly to the beckoning presence, Caspen upped their showmanship. "Yume, daughter of Eris; I present to you, spicy-sour stew. I hope your powerful self enjoys the dish I have prepared."