Andromeda campfire, Saturday afternoon

[solo_sword]

Yesterday had left Jaina with more serious thoughts than she wanted to have, so she spent her morning trying out different scenarios in the flight shed. She would have been mentally thanking Anakin for the key but she was still a little upset over that boyfriend-threatening thing, so there went that.

When she got back, she decided since it wasn't really raining rain, there was no harm in starting a campfire. Besides, the candy rain meant s'mores might be more interesting, so she brought graham crackers out from the cabin, too. Even a year later, the Turtles had made their impression.


[Yes I changed it. There was peer pressure. Open! Boooooooooooooooooooooored.]

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[solo_sword]

Jaina had to smile, applauding lightly. "Congratulations!"

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Cal said, preening a little as he checked on how his marshmallow was doing after setting the worm against his knee for safe keeping. "Looks like in just a bit, I'll have quite possibly the best s'more ever made."

[solo_sword]

"You'll have to tell me whether it's worth me catching my own," she told him.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"...How could it not be?"

[solo_sword]

"I'm taking your word for it, but if you end up spitting it out..."