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This seems tougher than baking to me. I don't got any idea how you'd even make a pudding without a box.

S'cornstarch, mostly. That's what makes it get all thick. The rest's the cream and chocolate.

Don't taste nothing like corn, though...

[Takes another bite to ensure this]

[It does not taste anything like corn, truly]

Naw, I think it just like thickens stuff. You put it in sauces, too, and like gravy and stuff.

Huh... If you say so.

[Shrugs]

Dunno how it works, just know that it does.

Magic~

[Scrapes the last of the pudding with her spoon...and then her finger, no chocolate left behind]

Hey, I'll take pudding magic any day.

[His is long gone, because that's how he rolls,]

I ain't complaining neither.

[Sucks the last bit off her finger before setting the cup down; sits back with a satisfied sigh]

Ahh, that was a meal. Thanks to the chef!

Thanks for hanging out and eating it with me.

[Smiles, cheeks a little dark]

Uh, thanks for making it for me.

Anytime, dude. Pizza next, for sure.

Yeah, should be awesome.

Anyways, uh... that's all I got for dinner.

You still wanna go climb a mushroom?

Yeah, if you're up for it. Work some of this food off.

[Gets to her feet and stretches]

[Leans over to blow out the fire before he joins her]

[All that's left is the ambient glow of the mushrooms, the drifting motes in the air]

C'mon. It's this way.

[Adjusts her scarf before falling in beside him, walking down the path in the semi-darkness]

[The ground gets more uneven, less a gentle stroll and more an actual hike. But there's enough light to see by, and it gets bright as they approach a mushroom a bit off the beaten path, glowing a soft blue]

This is the one.

[He may feel her eyes on him, though she does seem to be keeping her face forward, checking out the path... At any rate, when she sees the mushroom, she takes a minute to scope it out before approaching]

Huh...it's huge. There a specific plan of attack?

You can probly just walk up, honestly. I gotta go around back, though, there's these little toadstools sticking off the side that are pretty good handholds.

Huh...

Or, I bet I could give you a boost, if you wanted to try from this side. Either way, lead the way.

[Circling around to the back]

[He starts to climb, easy, picing out handholds that are tricky to spot in the dim lighting, as though he's done this before several times]

[Follows, pulling herself up with somewhat more trouble, since no point in getting complacent with powers]

[He's hauling himself up a few minutes later - peeks over the edge to make sure she's doing okay]

[Her nightvision isn't great, so it takes a bit for her to find the handholds, but she's eventually able to pick her way up. (It's possible he sees another set of eyes staring at him as she climbs, but don't worry about that,)]

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