What kind of abominable taste is this?
The only thing that kept Micah from spitting or hurling the "food" out of his mouth in an ungraceful manner was the sheer willpower left that he had gathered, one that was surely going to break if another one of those horrendous cookies managed to get into his mouth.
Venera raised her head and looked in anticipation at Micah as she asked in excitement, "Is it tasty? It is, right? It is sweet, and the delicate taste of chocolate just melts right into your mouth."
"Yes, tasty," Micah lied through his teeth, trying hard to keep his tone in check. "It sure does melt in my mouth."
The disgusting rubbery taste and rot, he meant. Micah finishes in his mind.
The man's answer led to a burst of laughter coming from the little vampire queen.
"Brother Micah is a liar!" Venera voiced out in between her laughter. "It obviously tasted so bad because you have that frown on your face."
"That frown?" Micah questioned.
