 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Although Morgan was pretty terrible at potions, or pretty much anything that took an extended amount of focus, he was rather keen on making his own food today. Of course he'd be eating it rather than save it for any future potions. If it ended up edible, of course.
He'd stirred and stirred and stirred, then cast the cheesecharming spell. Oh, look at that! Morgan watched as the milk solution started breaking up and curdling. He watched another moment before remembering he needed to heat this up again (unintentionally forgetting the crosshatching cutting). He stirred and stirred as it heated - probably a little too much stirring, but that was partially out of boredom. It took a long time to get to the right temperature, okay? But by the time he looked at the thermometer again, it was past 40 degrees, so that was probably good enough.
Morgan cast the spell again and watched as the watery stuff evaporated away and he was left with all the chunky milk bits. He was kinda fascinated with how gross it looked. But would it taste okay? He turned up the heat and started stirring more. Was he supposed to stir more? He wasn't sure, but it was getting harder and harder to stir.
He let out a chuckle as he heard the instructor's pun. "Good one, Mr. Truebridge! Do you have a lot of kids?" He eyed him a moment. The man looked older, but not like old enough to have many kids. How many kids did one need before they started telling dad jokes in public? It sounded like something his own dad would say and he had five kids.
He was getting distracted again because when he looked down at his thermometer, it was over 80 degrees. Oops. Time to take that off the heat and get some gloves on. Morgan sprinkled plenty of salt over the dough-like substance and started to streeeetch it out. He stretched and pulled and folded it in on itself, over and over, soon forming it into a shiny ball. In fact, it looked so much like a giant bouncy ball that he wonder if it would actually bounce.
Without missing another beat, Morgan picked up his cheese ball and bounced it against his table, only to see it bounce high into the air. "Whoa!" That was SO cool.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
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