[ okay so— one second he is checking on his muffins and the next second, he is getting blasted with a faceful of flour. if she is expecting him to get mad, she'll be disappointed because laughter immediately erupts forth from him. he sounds so perfectly delighted. wiping away the powder from his eyes, he shakes his head as he lets out an audible whoo. he may as well become part of the dish at this point.
wetting a towel, he scrubs his face clean, taking the time to slyly issue another spell. a strong gust of wind is going to send some of the flour still spilling over the side of the counter flying towards her, knocking over a few of her ingredients in the process.
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wetting a towel, he scrubs his face clean, taking the time to slyly issue another spell. a strong gust of wind is going to send some of the flour still spilling over the side of the counter flying towards her, knocking over a few of her ingredients in the process.
#nailedit ]