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fandomhigh2020-07-21 11:30 am
tellmehowstuffworks) wrote in fandomhigh2020-07-21 11:30 am
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The Great Witcher Bake Off, Tuesday
"Today," Yennefer announced, "we will be making..." She picked up the card and read, "paczki. Oh, I love paczki!"
"Aren't those deep fried?" Jaskier asked. Because of their track record and all.
"How the hell should I know?" Yennefer, who was teaching a baking class, asked. "I just eat them." Except today, she was going to have to make them. Oh dear. "Are they?"
They were. The class could tell because there was an oil fire just behind the teachers. "Did you do that?" Jaskier asked once he noticed it.
"Wasn't me," Yennefer said, and extinguished the fire with a flick of magic.
It reignited as soon as she'd turned her back.
"...so, paczkis," Jaskier said, trying for bright cheer and looking mostly panicked. "Best of luck."
"Aren't those deep fried?" Jaskier asked. Because of their track record and all.
"How the hell should I know?" Yennefer, who was teaching a baking class, asked. "I just eat them." Except today, she was going to have to make them. Oh dear. "Are they?"
They were. The class could tell because there was an oil fire just behind the teachers. "Did you do that?" Jaskier asked once he noticed it.
"Wasn't me," Yennefer said, and extinguished the fire with a flick of magic.
It reignited as soon as she'd turned her back.
"...so, paczkis," Jaskier said, trying for bright cheer and looking mostly panicked. "Best of luck."