six_word_stories | canon: we bare bears

"Ice Bear takes pride in cooking."

[He bows his head in gratitude and his ears twitch upon receiving the compliment. Somebear is not used to those kind words.]

"Ice Bear is humbled by your words."

James smiles and gives a courteous bow of his own in answer. "I can see why you take pride in your cooking, if this is any example. How long have you been at it?"

"Since Ice Bear was a cub. Learned to cook from Yuri."

[He doesn't show it, but he seems to be enjoying this conversation with James quite a lot.]

"Ice Bear can trying making food for you sometime. What kind of meals do you like?"

"Oh, I enjoy all sorts of cuisine, and you certainly do know the way to a man's heart," he chuckles. He's enjoying the conversation, too, and doesn't seem remotely bothered to be having it with a talking bear. "On the subject of you making delicious things for me, how much would you charge for a few more pints of this?" he asks, gesturing to the sample bowl in his hands.

"Ice Bear wishes other people would respect Ice Bear's cooking. Ice Bear loves the challenge in making new things. Making people happy." [There's clearly some issues he's had to deal with in the past, as apparent by that statement. No matter. Ice is just happy people here are enjoying what he does best.]

"What do you think is a fair price? Ice Bear has plenty made up."

"Well, if your friends don't respect your hobbies and accomplishments, it may be time for new friends, lad."

He doesn't go on a tirade about people not accepting each other, or elaborate on the idea of leaving behind friends who don't support you, instead stopping to consider the issue of price.

"Well, I'd pay five or six US dollars for a pint of good ice-cream at a grocery store, and somewhat more at a small, privately-owned shop. Do you find $8 a pint reasonable?"

"Not friends, society in general."

[He doesn't want to go off on a wild tangent about how people are un-accepting of a walking, talking polar bear.]

"That is fine. Give Ice Bear a few minutes." [Without much of a warning, he walks off, returning a few minutes later with a bag slung over his back. It's one of those carrying cases that keeps cool things cold for hours on end. He offers the bag to Watson, even before receiving payment.]

"Mint chip for you."

"Ice Bear, thank you so much. Helen and I will be sure to think of you when we share this. You're too kind, really. If you'd like, I can spread the word among my friends as well. Henry and Kate, and probably William, will likely be interested in your wares as well."

Smiling, he pulls out his wallet, leafing through bills from at least three different countries before he find his United States currency and fishes out several twenties.

"Ice Bear might make a business of this then. What kind of ice cream does your friends like? Should Ice Bear give you other samples to take home?"

[Woah. He stares at the different types of bills curiously.] "Ice Bear wants to know if you travel much. Based on money types." [He'll gratefully take any sort of payment, but American currency is a plus.]

"Oh, yes, Helen has me traveling all over the world to represent her business interests," he tells the bear, glancing into his wallet again. "Let's see, at the moment I have Rupees, Euros, Yen, and Central African Franks. If you travel much, in future I'll be happy to pay you in any way you like. I can get money from any country you care to have it from.

"My friends, however, will most likely be paying in US Dollars. They don't travel much, except Kate and, well... for various reasons, she doesn't get into many banks or exchanges."

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