Third Floor Common Room [Saturday, Mid-morning]

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Trouble with being six, rather than sixteen, was always going to start with the size problem. Mostly the height problem. Everything good always seemed to be kept just out of reach of small hands, and that included a decent breakfast.

Effy didn't really want to starve, but at the same time, there wasn't exactly anyone around to do it all for her.

So she was going to stand and stare up at the higher cupboards, like maybe she could make them relinquish the food in there with just the power of her mind.

Clearly it wasn't going very well.

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"Lemme see the rock then," she decided.

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Mat held it out for inspection. "See? It's nice!"

It was a rock.

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"S'okay," Rose said doubtfully. She held out her hand for it. "I'll trade you the rock for a cookie."

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"I'll give you a kiss too, if you give me three cookies," Mat proclaimed.

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There was a long moment of considering. "My cookies are really good," she decided. "You can have three cookies for the rock and two kisses."

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Mat paused. "Deal," he finally declared.

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She offered her hand seriously. Obviously they had to shake on it.

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Of course they did! That's how Things Were Done.

But first Mat had to spit on his palm.

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"Um." Rose pulled her hand back. "Ew."

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"But that's how it works," Mat informed her, highly aggrieved. "Perrin says so."