Chatterbox: Inkwell

So I posted this before, but no one really responded (it was on that "Random writing" thread) but, uh, I want some advice on it so here you gooo~ It's a random extra scene I wrote for character development :\ But warning, I'll probably post the story with these characters when it's done, so it has a few spoilers. Anyway, enjoy!

“Ok, so we need… juice.” Jessica says, looking at the shopping list.

Caspian’s eyes lit up. “What kind of juice?” he asks, a sly smile growing on his face.

Jessica kept her face stone cold. “Orange juice.”

“Nah,” Caspian says, smiling widely now. He turns to Lane. “How ‘bout we get something… adventurous.”

They smile. “Açai or Sugarcane?”

“Both.”

Two new and colorful containers were added to the cart. Caspian offered his hand for a high-five, and Lane happily obliged.

Isabel dumps several items inside as well -- cereals and almond milk and vegetarian meats and more. They say, “Is that it, then?”

“Mmm, no.” Jessica says, her face turning into a focused frown. “One last thing.”

“What is it? You look like it’s a bomb.” Lane says, resting their hands on their hips.

Jessica looks at them. “It might as well be a bomb. We need…” She scowls and points, “Durian.”

Isabel recoils. They’d never had it but had heard… messed up things about it.

Lane and Caspian, on the other hand, being the adventurous and crazy people they are, whoop and run to get one.

When they return with the spiky fruit, Jessica says to her partner, “I will not kiss you for a month if you eat that.”

Lane groans. “But it’s durian! Delicious!”

“And also the stinkiest fruit ever.”

Lane starts to say something else, but apparently Jessica isn’t done talking. Lane covers their ears. That's when they notice Jessie is lecturing them telepathically. They frown and flood their arms miserably.

Isabel laughs weakly, but keeps her eyes on the fruit like it might attack her. Stranger things had happened.

“C’mon, Jessie,” Caspian taunts as he puts it in the shopping cart. “You know what they say; don’t knock it till you try it.”

“... Who says that anymore?” She says. Lane relaxes, since Jessica’s concentration was interrupted, and therefore also the lecture. They tense when she looks back at them. Not surprisingly, she was still going strong.

Caspian leans on the cart nervously. “Uh, ‘they’ do… obviously.”

“I DON’T,” Lane says, regaining just enough of their composure to realize what he was saying.

They try to slap him, but Caspian disappears, causing Lane to fall to the ground. He reappears behind Isabel. “How ‘bout you try that again, Wildcat?”

Lane starts growing fangs and claws, but before they are fully transformed, a vine grabs them and wraps them up like a cartoon villain.

“Ok,” Isabel says, pointing at Lane. “You need to stop using your…” - she whispers - “powers.” She points to Caspian, and in a normal tone, says, “That goes for you too, wise guy.”

Lane’s claws and fangs retreat. “Alright, fine. But only because I didn’t want to do it anyway.” She growls at Caspian. He holds his hand up in surrender.

Jessica says to Isabel, “Did you just… use a bean stalk to restrain them?”

“I use what I have.” They respond, willing the plant around Lane to retreat back into the now-broken bag of beans.

“Oh.” Jessica’s face fell. “I was gonna make empanadas with those.”

“They’ll be fine.”

(It gets kind of badly written at the end, sorry XD)