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    Mountains.
    It’d been a while since he’d been to those. Gizli was thinking absentmindedly as he focused on materials. He didn’t know if Charcream was actually going to be as ‘sweet’ and ‘kind’ as Maggie had told him. As the living Ice cream came by, both silently stared before Gizli waved softly. Charcream laughed nervously.
    “Tanrı, Gizli Tanrı.” He held out his hand, habit even as he sat on the ground. He had snow shoes in his other hand as Charcream shook his hand back. They already knew each other, but hadn’t talked much besides the basic greetings in the mornings.
    “Charcream.” Charcream seemed to be grabbing certain things from the huge amount of supplies. There was some food, a special duffel bag, and a heater. As Charcream held the heater, he seemed to debate. Gizli tossed the heater back in the pile to Charcream’s surprise.
    “Heat doesn’t matter all that much to someone who lived in a negative temperature environment for years.” Gizli smiled slightly, without his mouth (As he did normally). Charcream seemed to relax at the statement as they began planning.
    Gizli made sure to pack some jerky, it was chewy and helped a lot. Besides that, he had ice axes tied onto his backpack, ski goggles, a scarf, snow + ice shoes, and a huge amount of rock climbing equipment. He couldn’t get over how much Charcream constantly asked if he was affected by this or that. It was funny, in all honesty.
    The living ice cream seemed to be a bit of a worrywart. Being one, it took some convincing for Gizli to get Charcream to let him store the equipment for a portaledge. It was something he had to use a lot when hiding from the patrols, often above the ocean and waking up with blisters splattered across his skin from the mist. He knew how to set one up, and had an idea about the ice. When it froze, it was like rock, so it would probably be safe for them.
    “It’s so we can take breaks, and/or sleep on the journey without having to worry about our tent getting buried.” Gizli shrugged while storing the materials. He made sure to pack an extra tarp to make sure the snow could slide off.
    “I know I know.” Charcream seemed pretty calm, a nice contestant to get stuck with in a situation like this.

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SORRY THE STORY IS REALLY SHORT-
The next part will be longer with lore elements
LOOR- *Cough*
Anyways
Nuonne owns Charcream
Sorry for some things looking Wonky-
And don't mind the picture in the left-
Oh what?
FRICK IT
ACTUALLY
DO MIND IT
PLEASE DO
TEASE GIZLI ABOUT IT GUYS
MAKE THE MAN EMBARRASSED AND NEVER SHOW HIS FACE AGAIN / Half joking

Lmbo please tho someone tease Gizli this man needs to actually make friends

Description

    Mountains.
    It’d been a while since he’d been to those. Gizli was thinking absentmindedly as he focused on materials. He didn’t know if Charcream was actually going to be as ‘sweet’ and ‘kind’ as Maggie had told him. As the living Ice cream came by, both silently stared before Gizli waved softly. Charcream laughed nervously.
    “Tanrı, Gizli Tanrı.” He held out his hand, habit even as he sat on the ground. He had snow shoes in his other hand as Charcream shook his hand back. They already knew each other, but hadn’t talked much besides the basic greetings in the mornings.
    “Charcream.” Charcream seemed to be grabbing certain things from the huge amount of supplies. There was some food, a special duffel bag, and a heater. As Charcream held the heater, he seemed to debate. Gizli tossed the heater back in the pile to Charcream’s surprise.
    “Heat doesn’t matter all that much to someone who lived in a negative temperature environment for years.” Gizli smiled slightly, without his mouth (As he did normally). Charcream seemed to relax at the statement as they began planning.
    Gizli made sure to pack some jerky, it was chewy and helped a lot. Besides that, he had ice axes tied onto his backpack, ski goggles, a scarf, snow + ice shoes, and a huge amount of rock climbing equipment. He couldn’t get over how much Charcream constantly asked if he was affected by this or that. It was funny, in all honesty.
    The living ice cream seemed to be a bit of a worrywart. Being one, it took some convincing for Gizli to get Charcream to let him store the equipment for a portaledge. It was something he had to use a lot when hiding from the patrols, often above the ocean and waking up with blisters splattered across his skin from the mist. He knew how to set one up, and had an idea about the ice. When it froze, it was like rock, so it would probably be safe for them.
    “It’s so we can take breaks, and/or sleep on the journey without having to worry about our tent getting buried.” Gizli shrugged while storing the materials. He made sure to pack an extra tarp to make sure the snow could slide off.
    “I know I know.” Charcream seemed pretty calm, a nice contestant to get stuck with in a situation like this.

______________
SORRY THE STORY IS REALLY SHORT-
The next part will be longer with lore elements
LOOR- *Cough*
Anyways
Nuonne owns Charcream
Sorry for some things looking Wonky-
And don't mind the picture in the left-
Oh what?
FRICK IT
ACTUALLY
DO MIND IT
PLEASE DO
TEASE GIZLI ABOUT IT GUYS
MAKE THE MAN EMBARRASSED AND NEVER SHOW HIS FACE AGAIN / Half joking

Lmbo please tho someone tease Gizli this man needs to actually make friends