Land, ho!

[lieutenantsteward]

Welcome to Unnamed Island #1, everyone! Lt. Jopson has successfully steered the ship towards land! (Or maybe the ship was going there the whole time? Who knows, burst his bubble if you want to be a monster!) The island is large and uninhabited by humans, but has lots of wildlife. This isn’t a specific island on a map because, like all things in the dream, it is an amalgamation of the characters in it. So, if it looks like it might be on a tropical island, it will be! Pineapples, coconuts, mangos- sure! Seals and feral pigs- you bet! Beautiful reefs- Of course! Secret Caribbean rum stores- why the hell not? Two species of crabs that shouldn’t be in the same hemisphere- hell yeah! (After all, Goodsir’s the only one who will know the difference). Enjoy the island, folks! The Terror will dock there starting today and they will leave on Tuesday the 7th.

Piña coladas, anyone?

((This is an open post for island shenanigans though, of course, you are always welcome to start your own!))

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[nextrightthing]

"Um." Well. That's an excellent question, and Anna turns the fruit over in her hands, frowning at it thoughtfully. She finally shrugs and bites into the mango like an apple, laughing when she winds up with sticky juice all over her chin and her hands. She makes a face and takes the chunk of fruit from her mouth, grinning despite herself.

"Okay, so the skin is terrible, I don't think we're supposed to eat that."

[wishiwasatree]

Trixie laughs so hard she begins to wheeze. "Better you first than me!" she cackles, giving Anna her shawl to wipe her chin on. The piece of cloth's been useful out in the sun, and it might as well be a handkerchief at this point.

"How's the fruit though? Any good?"

[nextrightthing]

Anna can't help but laugh along with her, wiping her face. She uses her fingers to pry the peel back and offers the mango to Trixie. "It's amazing! I've never had anything like it."

[wishiwasatree]

Trixie gladly shares the mango, taking a big bite from it and groaning unashamedly. "Oh, it's so goddamn good...

[nextrightthing]

Anna is pleased to see Trixie so happy, and she lays back on the sand, smiling up at the sky. Her face and shoulders are pink from the sun, and her freckles have seemingly multiplied. She'll probably hurt later from the sunburn, but it isn't as bad as some of the others'. "We have fruit in Arendelle, but not like the ones here--no mangoes or pineapple or coconuts! But we have strawberries and blueberries and raspberries and lingonberries, and apples. Only in the summer and fall, of course. What about where you're from?"

[wishiwasatree]

"Canned peaches," Trixie hums, taking another bite and then handing the fruit back to Anna. "Sometimes berries in summer. Sometimes apples during the autumn. What the fuck are lingonberries?"

[nextrightthing]

"They're small, round, red berries," Anna explains, holding up her hand and showing her about how large a lingonberry would be. "Kind of sour, but the cooks use them to make my favorite jam, and they bake with them. Pies and tarts and cakes and mousse. Not as good as chocolate, but is anything as good as chocolate?"

[wishiwasatree]

"Not anything I know," Trixie laughs. "Oh, maybe cinnamon cake. I love cinnamon. It's so warm."

[nextrightthing]

Anna gives a happy hum, taking another bite from the mango. "Cinnamon is so good, I love it. But cardamom is my favorite. It makes me think of Christmas, and waffles. It smells like happiness and warmth and family and good memories. I used to sneak into the kitchens sometimes and help with the baking, and sometimes I got to help make the julekake."

[wishiwasatree]

"Cardamom," she repeats, not knowing what the fuck that is. It sounds delicious though, it all does.

"If we're all still here at Christmas, let's make that cake."

[nextrightthing]

"Oh, yes!" Anna agrees, sitting up, excited. "Maybe we should try making some cakes or cookies before Christmas," she suggests. "I don't know that much about baking, but it can't be that hard, can it?"

[wishiwasatree]

"It ain't. I can teach you what I know. Or Jopson can." She laughs to herself, as if it's some secret joke. "Anyways, it can be fun."

[nextrightthing]

"Really?" Anna asks, lighting up. "I mean, you would? Do you think Jopson would? Sometimes I think I scare him."

[wishiwasatree]

"It's because you have a title. He'll relax if you keep working on him," Trixie reassures her. "But I'd be happy to fucking teach you."

She likes Anna. She's sweet and kind, but amazingly resilient.