Of course, they were a small whirlwind of energy. Will bounced around the different stations for making their apples, showing every option to Riley well before dipping it into the chocolate. It would be too sad if the chocolate hardened while Riley was choosing what else to put on it.

He turned his head enough to flash Riley a smile before taking a bite if the first apple. He hummed in delight, eyes fluttering momentarily as he savored the tart apple with the sweetness of caramel and candy bits.

“They have a bunch of different candy crumbles, did you see?”

Just as he asked, the Girl Scout mom returned with a small Tupperware containing the broken apples.