The streets of Parodopolis were rainy and Joey wasn't in the mood for changing the weather like he had been known to do on occasion. So he trudged through the puddles of the back streets without any aim nor destination. Where it would land him, he didn't care. He had just accidentally thought pistachio ice cream out of existence and was feeling kind of bad about it. It wasn't entirely his fault though. His Naicluvian blood couldn't handle the basic amino acids of the ice cream mixed with those proteins from the pistachio nuts and he simply, and very temporarily- ok, so it was an hour- went nuts.
