audience: alfyn

[mygod]

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[concoctive]

[ pondering emotions... ]

Alright, I can swing that. Maybe put together some oranges, mint, and fish.

[ he's a good boy 90% of the time. ]

[mygod]

[ tries to imagine this... ]

Naughty...

[concoctive]

You want disgustin'! Or the scroll does, I dunno if it's yours or if you're the messenger.

Can you write somethin' for me, since everybody'd be able to spot my handwritin' from the Academy?

[mygod]

[ sticks their tongue out. nyeh. ]

I can write it out for you, yeah. Just let me know what it needs to say.

[concoctive]

[ sticks tongue back out at! ]

"Made for everybody, please enjoy!" maybe? And I'll even eat some of it to throw folks off the scent.

[mygod]

That's fine! Maybe not today...

[ everyone has been cursed like 50 times today... ]

[concoctive]

... yeah, I think it can wait. [ tired energy like. why did this have to happen. ] I gotta go scrounge up the ingredients, anyways, and figure that all out.

[mygod]

[ in tears ]

Hehe, okay! Just let me know when you're ready.