Blaise in Space! fanfic100 prompt 56 (Breakfast)
Blaise thought he had packed everything important. But had he any inkling of the food he'd have to endure, he would have thought to pack Argyle. Yes, he'd have the same materials to work with, but a house elf *had* to be able to make scrambled eggs that didn't taste exactly like the reconstituted powdered crap they were.
Blaise stared at the array of food - the processed eggs, the frozen waffles, the spam. He set his tray back down and left the mess. He knew he could find peanut butter flavoured power bars in Dr McKay's stash in the lab.
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