Whipped cream
It was a typical nights hangout at AJ's house. Most of the crew was there for what was mostly considered the monthly debrief. Everyone was piled (literally, like, on top of each other) around the sofa in the basement.
Micah -as usual- was sitting in the corner, face illuminated by his phone screen, scheming away and giggling to himself.
Eli, Rae, Alex, and Chase were all watching whatever was playing on the tv while they argued about whether or not the girl was really picking the right guy.
Evelyn and AJ were a little bit away, discussing some book they had both just finished.
It was past 10 pm when Mary, AJ's little sister, came wandering downstairs to bother her brother and his friends. Mary sat down on the table right in front of everyone, clearing her throat in a way that made everyone look up and Eli mute the tv. Mary then manages to produce an entire bottle of whipped cream from her sleeve with a very serious look on her face.
Tonight, we will discover who the most athletically talented among us
Evelyn gets a look on her face.
I mean, its gotta be Alex right? Golden boy of the football team and all that?
Evelyn's voice is laced with the fact that she thinks football is a silly sport.
No, Mary says, still completely serious as she holds up the can, we must find out who can catch whipped cream in their mouth. This is more important.
Rae giggles and sets down her can of coke.
I'm in.
She stands and holds her hand out and Mary shoots a pile of whipped cream onto her hand. Rae stares at it for a moment before quickly slapping her wrist up. She catches most of it but a little ends up on her face. Mary nods approvingly.
Who's next?
Mary asks while waving the can around. Eli sighs and goes next. He misses, very, very badly. Alex goes next and mostly succeeds, followed by Chase who may not have caught it his mouth, but at least it ended up on his face.
Evelyn refuses to go until Micah hauls her up on her feet and drags her in front of Mary. But then, to the surprise of everyone, Evelyn proceeds to do almost as well as Rae did. AJ goes next, failing because he's laughing too hard. Mary goes and catches the whipped cream perfectly. (You were practicing! AJ shouts out before being elbowed by his sister.)
Micah goes last, sauntering cockily up to Mary.
Watch out guys, I've got this in the bag.
The group shares a look.
Whatever you say, whatever you say.
Mary squirts the cream and Micah makes a big deal out of gearing up for it, getting a couple of chirps from the group for it.
Micah slaps his wrist, and, instead of the perfect catch he was expecting -and in spite of his height- the whipped cream ends up on the ceiling. The room is silent for a moment as they all stare silently at the ceiling while Micah falls into the "mama i threw up" pose before the groups devolves into cackling that is not unlike a group of rabid coyotes.
Just when the group is beginning to calm down, and Micah is staring at the ceiling, his failed throw slips off and right on to his face, covering his glasses and destroying any kind of composure the group could even pretend to have.
Damn it.
