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*Maud smiled at them, and the stranger just kinda peeked out from behind her.*
*Tristam smiles at them.*
Tristam: Those kids will be talking like Maud by the time they’re a month old!
"I’m so proud of them." Meemya said, hugging them close.
*Tristam chuckled and patted Raven”s head gently.*
Tristam: Are any of you hungry at all?
All three nodded immediately, stopping what they were doing and looking at him.
Tristam: Okay! Is there anything in particular that you want, Meemya?
"I don’t know, the broth Maud made in her cauldron?" He suggested, recalling the delicious fluid. Both Arthur and Raven chorused, "Mice!"
Tristam: I’ll be right back!
*Tristam heads back down the stairs and gives theor requests to Maud.*
Meemya kissed Raven and Arthur on their forehead, then smiled, looking at them. They seemed somewhat bigger than when they were in Greenpoint.
*Soon, Tristam comes back with a wooden tray. The tray had a bowl of chicken soup, and two tiny platters with mice. Thete were two mice on each plate. He hands the tray to Meemya carefully with a smile.*
Tristam: There ya go!
Meemya makes a happy mewling sound, and said, “Thank you!” Arthur and Raven saw the mice, and pounced. Well, Raven began to pounce, but Arthur caught her with his snake-half, coiling around her middle as he slithered up to the two small platters with mice. She gave him an annoyed look, which became surprise when Arthur began to hoof-feed her her two mice. Meemya smiled at them, finding it adorable.
*Tristam chuckled, watching them.*
Tristam: Do you need anything else?
Meemya took a sip of the soup, and grinned. “Maud-” Meemya began, but covered his mouth with a hoof as he coughed, then finished his sentence: “Maud is an amazing cook.”
Maud: THANK YOU!
*Tristam chuckles and leaves the room.*
"Mommy good ‘cook’?" Arthur asked, looking at Meemya, confused. It took a second for Meemya to process what he just heard, just as he did, his markings lit up brightly, and he jumped a bit. The jump also caused him to spill some of the hot broth on him, making cry out in pain, nearly dropping the rest.
Tristam: Are you guys okay up there?!
Meemya whimpered in pain, setting the bowl down with shaking hooves. Arthur was looking over with worry, not paying attention as he continued to shove her second mouse into her beak, despite her muffled remarks telling him to cease.
