Stewart had one word to describe is current mood: bored. He had made an appearance during culture at his school, and he was from a Scottish heritage, so he was currently at his stand, waiting for anyone to come by. Luckily for him, most people had messed the memo which he was relieved but his bored mood had left him to wonder around the fair.

Stewart is a cute man with wavy brown hair and light blue eyes. He is currently attending Cypress Academy. As mentioned before, he is from a Scottish heritage so for the night he had dressed himself in a traditional Scottish attire: a white tuxedo shirt with a black tuxedo jacket, a black vest, a red plaid waistcoat with a black sporran, white stockings with a red flash on both, and black brogues.

He had been at the expo for about thirty minutes, on his phone since no one was around, before getting up from his booth to go explore. While exploring, he found various heritages interesting and tried some of the food that they had on display.

India was quite interesting, their food being a bit spicy with the curry that was on there.

Chinese and Japanese were at a tie for their food, since he deemed them so good.

Stewart found Nigeria's history also interesting after hearing from the representative.

But nothing compared to next booth he saw.

Stewart has a sweet tooth and an obsession with chocolate. So when he saw a Switzerland booth, he immediately started to head towards it. Switzerland chocolate is about Stewart's favorite food overall. He was so enticed by the appearance.

When he finally arrived at the stand, he reached out to try one of the products. There was a few candy bars, pudding, chocolate cream pies, even just a bowl of liquid chocolate. Licking lips with admiration, he almost dove in for a feast. Taking a spoon from a conveniently placed set, he took a spoonful of the liquid chocolate and tasted it. And it felt like heaven had found a way into his mouth. Stewart had never had chocolate this good before.

"So you like my chocolate, yes?"

Stewart's ears perked up and saw the owner of the Switzerland booth himself.

"Yes I do. It is quite delicious. Probably one of the best desserts have ever tasted," the Scottish man replied.

"Well, I have plenty more where that came from. Follow me if you want."

Stewart obliged, not wanting to turn down the free offer of chocolate.

The Switzerland representative led Stewart to a room covered in plastic wrap, the latter doing his best to not to ask questions behind the wrapping. They eventually arrived at a table with many cups of pudding and one huge bowl of liquid chocolate.

"Now then stand over there in that corner."

This request confused Stewart. Why does he need to stand in a corner.? But he obliged wordlessly, chocolate carvings still in his mind. Arriving at the corner, he turned around...

And received a splatter of chocolate pudding along his dress shirt, jacket, and tartan.

Stewart was taken aback by the action, shock evident on his face as the Switzerland native had just flung chocolate pudding at him and his kilt. Which it didn't stop with one splat.

Due to the amount of chocolate pudding he saw on the table, Stewart was clearly getting an experience. The flinging continue non stop, immersing the Scottish man in chocolate. The substance continued to splotch his kilt, now staining it dark brown instead of its original color. Stewart continued to gasp as the trashing continued, but gained a small tent in his waistcoat like he was enjoying the chocolate gunging. Speaking of gunging, Stewart was then met with a faceful of chocolate from the bowl. The contents splashed his frontside completely and gave him a new chocolate make over, before entering Switzerland representative went back to throwing pudding again. After the giver ran out of chocolate to throw, he took a step back and admired his "masterpiece."

Stewart was completely covered in rich brown chocolate. His handsome face was now "gleaming" with chocolate, his hair mucked up from the same substance. The black tuxedo jacket and white dress shirt had been coated in various sized brown splotches from the flinging and splashing. His black bow tie was also covered in chocolate. The red tartan waistcoat and black sporran he adorned was dripping in his favorite food, running down them and landed on the plastic covered floor which created a small puddling from droplets. His white stockings were stained brown like his clothes and his black brogues were covered like the rest, from the mere trashing and standing in the puddle.

But Stewart couldn't help but think his new appearance was hot, which was evident as his erotic feeling was shown in the waistcoat.

"There. Now you have had a taste of a Switzerland "delicacy.'" The native of the aforementioned country said before leaving the once plastic-turned-chocolate room.

Oh yeah, Stewart definitely loved chocolate. And this experience definitely added on to both his taste and enjoyment.