The castle-ship was rather vast with many floors and countless rooms. To them, they were countless, to LE, she knew there were exactly two hundred and forty six rooms. She could easily locate anyone within the building.Once in the proper mindset, she had started to occupy herself with other tasks to keep her busy. Spurned on by overheard complaints of homesickness for food, she made the self-directive of trying to replicate dishes from earth - to the best of her ability.
Today, she was trying to make pancakes. A pile sat evenly browned and fluffy on a plate, produced by the use of both the printer and a hands on approach. But what sat atop the pile wasn’t a pat of butter or a slathering on syrup. A red dollop of ketchup occupied the space.
The android couldn’t eat the thing she created... The best course of action was to receive some sort of feed back from someone who could. Her processing told her to seek out Pidge as the best candidate. After a brief stroll through the castle, plate in hand, she located her target.
“Good morning, Pidge. I have tried making ‘breakfast’. Would you like to try it?”
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