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[lightsguide]

[ ACTION, for anyone who might pass by Albright Lane ]

[ It isn't until after living without magic for a few weeks that Ron realizes just how much he depends on his wand. Now that he has it back and things have mostly settled down... well, he decides it's time to charm and tinker with all the household items. Toasters, wall clocks, brooms (the

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[hontobakabaka]

[Staring blankly at the toaster that runs by her as she's marking off the street she peers at Ron, and replies in a quiet deadpan voice]

"...Did a toaster just run past me?"

[lightsguide]

[ He looks up from his attempts at the oven and looks around for the voice and his toaster. Indeed, his was running down the street. ]

Uh. Maybe. If it did it's running off with my breakfast.

[hontobakabaka]

"I'm sorry I didn't stop it. Do you need help fixing your oven?"

[She peers over, still deadpan look on her face]

[lightsguide]

[ And he's peering back at her, contemplatively. Then shrugs. ]

I don't know. I want it to know I want a delicious roast if I shove a chicken inside without too much fiddling. Too ambitious?

[hontobakabaka]

"Well, do you know how to prepare the chicken before hand? Otherwise, you are asking an unintelligent inanimate object to read your mind."

[lightsguide]

Prepare a chicken... [ He repeats this slowly, like it's a foreign subject to him. Which it might as well be. ]

It shouldn't be too hard for it. If I put the chicken in an oven obviously I want roast and not soup.

[hontobakabaka]

"Yes, but, do you marinate it on olive oil? Stuff it? Baste it to have it wet, or flash cook it for a crispy skin? I don't know how to do any of that but Akito told me all about it."

[lightsguide]

[ And he stares. . . ]

Huh, maybe I need to insert holes into the over for ingredient to be poured in.

[hontobakabaka]

"Maybe a cook book would help."

[She sweat drops]

"Good food is something that takes talent. Trying to roast a chicken with no skill is like trying to beat a chess master when you've only played checkers."

[lightsguide]

But... [ He doesn't want to read a cookbook. He just wants roast chicken if he chucks a raw bird into the oven. Why was it so hard! ]

That's making it too complicated.

[hontobakabaka]

"Well, they say cooking is an art, and rarely do pre-programed things have the ability to emulate that. That and a rampaging toaster is one thing, but an oven? That could hurt someone. Even in my time we needed cooks on my ship."

[She just looks down and sighs]

"That's magic right? I don't suppose you could magic my cook here?"

[lightsguide]

[ He squints at you ] Not quite sure what you mean by all that. We had a frying pan that knew how to make eggs and bacon just right though.

And sorry. I don't think that's possible. Must have been nice to have your own cook.

[hontobakabaka]

"Did it know how to make anything else?"

[She ponders a bit and sighs]

"I didn't have a personal cook. The ship I was in charge of had a cook staff of 15, and... Akito, one of the people who adopted me was a cook."

[lightsguide]

I don't know. Mum made the breakfasts mostly.

Ah. For a second there I thought you were another rich girl. That still sounds pretty nice, being on a ship and all. Must be exciting.

[hontobakabaka]

"To be fair, I think the happiest time of my life was when I was sharing a single room with Akito and Yurika. That being said... The crew of the Nadesico were almost family too."

[She lets out a small breath]

"So it seems magic has its limits too."

[lightsguide]

Sorry.

[ He's not used to comforting, so that sounds a bit awkward. Along with a short pat on her shoulder. ]

Magic is just magic. It's not... all powerful. At least not naturally.