Brown Bobby was deep in thought in the kitchen. He knew now that the princess had an inkling of what cereal was supposed to look like, and so he thought of what might pass for cereal that he had access to. Cereal is sturdy, has a consistency of oats, and is very colorful. Some berries could probably pass for this, but Luna would know the difference between berries and cereal regardless so that idea was out. Maybe he could just bake some cereal himself, but he discarded this thought as it would’ve taken forever to make cereal from scratch.

He was on the verge of giving up and already thought about writing his letter of resignation so that he’d get the last word. Of course that’d mean he’d have to buy parchment, a quill, and ink. Then again, he doesn’t do much writing so buying a quill and ink would be expensive. As ridiculous as it should be, he may as well write it in crayon. And if he’s going to do it in crayon, he might as well glue some shapes on it as though it were a children’s art project. His ears perked up at this provocation of the mind. Glue and Crayons? It’s crazy enough to work.

Brown Bobby reclined his efforts to quit and set forth to one of the castle’s storage closets. Being that he had no excuse to explore the castle, he only really knew about how to get to the kitchen and so he had quite a time looking for the appropriate area, but eventually he found himself in a closet with assorted crafts for mending textile work. He retrieved a jar of paste and a wooden box labeled ‘wax pencils’ which probably meant what he was looking for. He then found his way back to the kitchen and set to work on his next new, rather unorthodox, dish.

He set the ingredients on the counter and prepared for his work, fetching the large chef’s knife and bringing the wooden box of wax pencils to the chopping board. He opened the box and was relieved to see that the box indeed contained crayons and that they were of sufficiently thick diameter to be cubed in a parmentier way. He chopped up about a dozen and a half crayons and placed them into the bowl. He then got the bottle of glue, basic home Pegasus Paste, and poured it into the bowl, glazing the top layer of ‘cereal’ and letting it fill up the rest of the dish until it was ready.

Brown then took his new culinary creation and left the kitchen to place it before the princess, who eyed it with curiosity. With the soup spoon, she scooped out some of the sludge and slipped it into her mouth. Once there, she chewed it with a face that contorted and wrinkled as she did so. Then with a final gulp, she had finally finished this despicable excuse for a meal.

As is typical with the matter of etiquette, she wiped the corners of her mouth clean and then the blue princess spoke. “This certainly brings back pleasant memories of when I was little.”

Brown began to sweat bullets. It seems he was still unable to deceive the princess.

“I thank you for this nostalgic meal. But, because I had this before, I already know it’s not cereal.”

“Of course princess.” He was on the verge of just coming out with the truth. But like that was ever going to happen. “I shall be back in moments.”

Luna nodded understandingly. “Take your time.” And then Brown left, without reclaiming his colorful cuisine. Luna was grateful for this, as she lifted yet another spoonful to her mouth. And another. And another. And a- Okay, I think she must’ve eaten a load of paint as a child or else she would’ve stopped by now.

Author's Note

This chapter is inspired by Two Best Friends Play also known as the Best Friends Zaibatsu and a 2Snacks video of them titled Two Best Sisters Play: Portal 2. Watch it, yo. And if you already saw it, watch it again, you can't laugh enough at this awesome stuff! Everything looks so pretty in that video!