A/N- I just had rather wonderful chocolate ice cream, and I herby dedicated this plot less fic to chocolate ice cream.

Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters.

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Warriors: strong, brave, proud. They carry their names with honor and respect. Helping those in need, and avenging the innocent.

But every once in a while they needed to divulge in chocolate ice cream. Or so thought Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan, as she did such that.

That particular day had been stressful, seeing as she was constantly being tested by the conservatives in bouts of archery, riding and even foot races. She thought the time being tested would have stopped ever since she reached Steadfast, but apparently Steadfast had the same ratio of conservatives as everywhere else.

After one particularly hard bout of trick riding Kel had immediately gone to her rooms. She hadn't had a proper relaxation in a long time. And to her, the only way to relax was to have chocolate ice cream.

She had rang for the maid, and had only said,

"Please, give me ice cream, chocolate. Don't just give me a bowl, give me all you have." The maid gave her a curtsey and a weird look, and then retreated to do her task.

Kel had received her ice cream in the following minutes. She went on a hunt for a spoon, and when her mission was complete she sat down with the bucket. She (almost) literally dived in: she had not had this in years.

A knock brought her attention to the door.

"Come in," she managed to mumble with the ice cream in her mouth.

It was Neal. Kel swore.

"Aw, Meathead, don't you have any place to be right now? Look, I think I hear Yuki calling."

Neal sighed.

"Yuki told me to check up on you, and she would have come herself but-," his eyes popped open, and continued, "Is that chocolate ice cream?"

"It's mine," she once again mumbled, and took the bucket and held it away from him.

"I'm your best friend, I should at least have some-," and before he continued he threw himself at Kel, trying to get the chocolate ice cream.

"Mine!" yelled Kel, although it sounded more like "Mime!" with her mouth full.

His weight on the back of the chair caused it to flip with Kel still in it. She rolled backwards, and, still holding the bucket, said,

"You are beyond dead, Meathead. One day you will learn to never mess with a female and her chocolate ice cream!"

"I think I deserve some to!" he whined. He once again tried to tackle Kel. Her instincts kicked in, and with the bucket she smashed it over his head. He fell to the floor, unconscious.

Kel went back over to the chair, turned it upright and continued eating her chocolate ice cream, all while Neal was unconscious.

And it was the best chocolate ice cream she had ever had.

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A/N- Wow that was so unbelievably random and plot less. I had fun writing it though :D. I think Kel deserved some chocolate ice cream, and YAY! That was the first time I wrote just a Kel story. Please R&R!