"That kloval sounds great," Skip said. "Where can I get some?"

     Parp pointed to one of the bowls in front of him. To Skip, kloval looked like a two inch cube of Jello the color of egg yolk.

​     "Take mine," Parp said.

     "I don't want to..."

     "No, go ahead. If you've never tried kloval, you should."

​     Skip took his first taste of kloval, and OMG.

​     He'd never tasted anything so wonderful in his life.

     It wasn't like Jello at all, for one thing, but much more solid, and it didn't feel slippery in his mouth or anything like that.

​     And the taste...

     Like chicken...no, like chocolate...no, like something that made Skip ask himself, okay, now why have I never experienced this exact, fantastic taste ever before?

      "Where can I get my own?" he responded immediately. 

     Ges-E nodded. 

     "Your response is standard," she said. "Kloval is designed to be the finest food ever created."

​     "It doesn't taste like...it kind of tastes like..."

     "It's taste is beyond anything natural," Ges-E explained. "Kloval contains all the nutrients required on a daily basis for an evolving human being."

     "So what's the catch?" Skip asked. "Why aren't bowls of kloval stacked in front of everybody a foot high?"

     Parp grinned.

​     "I wish," he said. 

CONTINUE