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Originally Posted by
LilFox06 
Pepper... really? Couldn't she eat eggs with salt?
If Carter was a fan of poetic justice he would have thought that this would show Destiny exactly what she put him through years ago with Marie. Or he would have offered her a random decades old potion.
But he wasn't that cruel. In fact, he felt bad for Destiny.
"We don't have to call it that. We could... er... call it black... stuff. Or black salt." He didn't care what they called it as long as Destiny didn't start crying over it. He really didn't do well with that.
"What's there to drink...?" he asked a little nervously. There was pumpkin juice.
"Umm... water." he said. He drew his wand and pointed it at an empty goblet.
"Aguamenti."
Tah dah. Water.
He then held out the goblet toward her.
Black stuff?
Black salt?
C'mon, Carter! Destiny was CLEARLY in a depression, and even she could come up with better things to call pepper. But she was too depressed to voice those things. Besides, she was kind of glad that he was trying to make her feel better. But she wouldn't say that either.
Wiping her nose with the sleeve of her shirt, Destiny pulled the plate of eggs closer to herself once more. She had come down to the great hall because she was hungry, and she wasn't leaving until she ate. Even if what she ate did begin with the letter P. *sniffle*
She took the goblet of
boring water from him, and flashing him a small smile, she glanced down at his plate. He
was trying to build a sky scraper, wasn't he?
"Surely you can't eat all of that." She could, though.