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"Why not both?" Grandpa Jenkins asked with a shrug. "They're both delicious. An' I've mixed 'em together before. Real nice. Whyn't you go ahead and sprinkle some of each over the potatoes? And maybe you could get Pumpkin to melt this bowl of butter for me," he added.
Pumpkin squeaked and jumped down to the floor. Then he leaned back with his paws up, snorting a bit.
Grandpa Jenkins chuckled and nodded. "You heard me, eh? Watch this, Nel." He lowered a nearby bowl of butter a bit, just above Pumpkin's muzzle. "Pumpkin, would you heat that up, please?"
The orange dragon let out a small flame, focusing it on the bowl until, slowly but surely, the butter within began to melt.
"Thank you, Pumpkin. Good lad," the older man said, setting the bowl aside and patting Pumpkin's head.
Noah, meanwhile, finally found his way into the kitchen. "Aw, we're not gonna eat a whole lot. Just a tiny bit. Oh! Hey, Nel! You all having fun in here?" he asked. Axle handed him and Lily spoons of glaze, and without even hesitating Noah stuck his spoon into his mouth. "Mmmm."
Pumpkin squeaked and jumped down to the floor. Then he leaned back with his paws up, snorting a bit.
Grandpa Jenkins chuckled and nodded. "You heard me, eh? Watch this, Nel." He lowered a nearby bowl of butter a bit, just above Pumpkin's muzzle. "Pumpkin, would you heat that up, please?"
The orange dragon let out a small flame, focusing it on the bowl until, slowly but surely, the butter within began to melt.
"Thank you, Pumpkin. Good lad," the older man said, setting the bowl aside and patting Pumpkin's head.
Noah, meanwhile, finally found his way into the kitchen. "Aw, we're not gonna eat a whole lot. Just a tiny bit. Oh! Hey, Nel! You all having fun in here?" he asked. Axle handed him and Lily spoons of glaze, and without even hesitating Noah stuck his spoon into his mouth. "Mmmm."