he’s walking through town, practically dragging his daughter behind him, holding a basket; he looks like the opening scene of beauty and the beast with the addition of a seven year old. ‘ hey, ’ he starts, pandora looking annoyed to have stopped at all, ‘ would you happen to want some chocolate chip muffins ?? i was just making breakfast, and somehow happened to ignore the huge quantity that i was making, and i would just keep them for myself if i wasn’t certain that they were going to go bad soon. ’














