Hiccups (Text) - COMPLETED!

Screw it. Burp.

Something rises up within you, from deep within the hiccups. You can feel it. It begs to be released.

You can't help yourself; all thoughts of the potential for a volcanic eruption and even your own safety become secondary. You can't hold this in any more.

"BUUUUUUUUUURRRRRPPP!"

As the burp escapes your mouth, you can feel the lava spewing out of the volcano, even as you hear the eruption. Your attackers have stopped, because now they're more concerned with their impending doom, but that still leaves the problem of the impending doom.

Or at least, it does until a wall of ice cream surrounds the volcano and holds back the flood of lava. The vendor sweats heavily to maintain it as he hiccups.

He turns his head back to you and give you a look that suggests he really needs some ice cream. Fast. And it had better not be hiccup-flavored.

Well, this conman is all that stands between the city and total destruction. You should probably feed him. But what flavor are you going to give him?

Choose wisely. The wrong flavor might make this situation even worse.