J,GoB, Saturday Morning

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There hadn't been any servants around this morning, so Thor had had to get himself ready with the advice, if not assistance, of what he had decided was not a dread spirit but rather his imaginary friend Don.

Despite finding being relegated to imaginary friend status kind of hurtful (though he found tiny Thor adorable and hoped someone got pictures), Don, not trusting tiny Thor in the kitchen at all, had directed him to the bakery, and so there was a tiny prince of Asgard inspecting the baked goods on display thoughtfully, trying to pick the very best one(s) with which to break his fast.

I don't suppose you can lift Mjolnir like this. Actually, from what Don remembered of its history, Mjolnir shouldn't have existed yet, but Thor didn't bat an eye at the question.

"Oh, no. I'm probably centuries off from that."

Great. Maybe it wouldn't last long? What about the blueberry muffin?

"Hmmmmmm..."

J,GoB is open, and currently hosting a very small prince of Asgard and his 'imaginary friend' for breakfast.

(OOC: For those who can see ghosts and such, Don will be tagging along with Thor in his (glowy and transparent) spirit form for the weekend, the better to at least try to supervise!)

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[deathsmajesty]

Who saw anything different? Not I!

"He won you from a house?!"

And people thought things in the MTGverse were oddly named!

[sith_happened]

"Huh?" Anakin said. "No, a Hutt. Two t's."

[deathsmajesty]

"I'm afraid I only know what a hut with one t is, darling," Liliana drawled.

[sith_happened]

"Lucky," Anakin said. "Hutts are mean."

[deathsmajesty]

"I'm meaner," Liliana assured him. "You just haven't seen me be mean yet."

[sith_happened]

"Oooooh," Anakin said. "Who can you be mean to?"

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana laughed. "Anyone I want, darling. Though you really ought to hope the answer isn't 'little boys who lick all the pastries and leave none for Lilianas.'"

[sith_happened]

Anakin stared at her for a long moment, carefully assessing, and then smiled. "I'm not afraid of you."

[deathsmajesty]

"Little boys are often foolish," Liliana said with a smile, fixing her purple gaze on him. "And make poor decisions about when and to whom they trust with their safety."

[sith_happened]

The same kid who would go on to find a Sith Lord to choose as a mentor shook his head. "I think I'm right."

[deathsmajesty]

"Of course you do," Liliana told him. "You're a child and children are stupid."

These were just facts, okay?

"And notoriously terrible judges of character."

[sith_happened]

"Hey!" Anakin said, frowning.

[deathsmajesty]

"I could be meaner," Liliana said. "I could be insisting you eat a bran muffin."

He was only a child, Lili, god.

[sith_happened]

"Is that what it is?" Anakin asked. "It smells suspicious."

[deathsmajesty]

"Oh, so you don't trust muffins, but you trust me?" Liliana snorted. "See? That's what I meant about children."

Sure! He shouldn't be trusting bran muffins! But also! More scared of her!

[sith_happened]

Anakin shrugged. "Watto's meaner."

[deathsmajesty]

"Hello, yes?" Liliana flagged down one of the workers. "Please give this little boy three bran muffins. And nothing else until he's finished eating those."

[sith_happened]

Anakin had no idea what he in for! "That's very nice of you?" he said, smart enough to sound a little suspicious of that.

This would be the healthiest thing he would eat all weekend.

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana gave him a smile that should be giving him a bad feeling. "You're very welcome," she said as the employee set three muffins in front of Anakin. "Do eat up, darling."

[sith_happened]

Anakin took a big bite of the nearest muffin and the betrayal on his face when the taste registered, Liliana. The betrayal.

[deathsmajesty]

She was grinning at him now. "There are two more for you to finish when you're done," she reminded him.

[sith_happened]

Anakin made an unhappy noise. He wouldn't waste food, but. Ew.