“Damn, I’m hungry,” Janus said as he looked around the marketplace. “Can we stop and eat?”
“Of course, we’ve been shopping for awhile,” replied Thorn, “There’s plenty to choose from here, what do you want to get?”
Janus took in the various stalls that had been set up. Summer market was always full of delicious smells and tastes, but today it seemed especially hard to decide on what to get. Normally he’d settle for a fried kebab, or maybe something sweet, but everything looked good today. While shopping, Thorn had already loaded up his basket with anything that Janus had asked for - leafy green vegetables and extremely sour fruits and his favorite kind of squash that got real buttery when it was baked, and yet none of those things really seemed like what he wanted to eat right now.
He wasn’t fond of the phrase “eating for two,” he had always had a hearty appetite, but it was true that he was definitely putting that food to more use these days, and Thorn was more than happy to indulge in every request Janus had.
“Somethin’ fried… no… somethin’ spicy,” Janus said, glancing at all the food on display. During the summer market they often got vendors from out of the village, bringing food they normally didn’t get to have, and the choices were overwhelming. “No wait… Sweet sounds good too…”
“We’re not on a budget darling, you can get more than one thing,” Thorn chuckled.
“Ah, I just can’t decide,” Janus laughed. “I’m used to thinkin’ with my stomach, but my belly is full of cub and they’re callin’ the shots.”
“Ah, so the cub is hungry then?” Thorn mused. “What does the cub want?”
“A little of everything I think.”
“Well then I think we can make that happen,” he said with a smile.
“Alright then… Maybe… maybe some of that sweet fry bread from the bakery and… oh, egg sunny up sounds good… and maybe some of the Hazelbough’s hot sauce they put on their kebabs,” mused Janus. “With green onions.”
“Can I have it all at once?” Janus asked.
Thorn laughed, “You can have anything you want darling, I just worry the cub will be kicking you in protest!”
“It just all sounds really good,” admitted Janus with a shrug, “And I want all of it.”
“Then all of it you will have.”
They stopped at the bakery for the fry bread first, hot and dusted with sugar, then went to a street vender selling fried eggs. The vendor gave Janus a strange look when he asked him to put the egg right on top of the sweet pastry, but didn’t say anything. Finally they visited the Hazelbough’s stall for a sampling of their sauce and a handful of chopped onions. Janus looked extremely pleased at his assembled treat and he smiled as he took a big bite.
“How is it?”“I suspect I’ll hate it if I ever have it when I’m not pregnant,” Janus chuckled as he tried to politely cover his mouth. “But right now it’s the best damn thing I’ve ever had.”