 you wanna fite? | 💚 nickleback 💚 | Uh, anyway.
Something smelled really good. Mal had been by the edge of the lake, throwing sticks into the water in an attempt to draw out the giant squid (it wasn't working but she thought she'd seen a ghostly hand and that was pretty cool) when the scent of fresh bread hit her like a bag full of galleons. Her stomach was rumbling and before Mal could double think on it her feet had led the way to a group of kids and Healer Ginger-Pop.
She nodded to no one in particular as she walked right across the assembly to the table of bread, bread, bread and more bread. "Hey, is there any butter? Nutella? Honey? I'd die for some honey." Mal directed her question @ Healer Ginger-Pop, she was clearly in charge here, which meant she was on snack duty. "Any tea?" she could go for a cuppa.
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