Lyra makes pudding one night, but forgets why.

Cover art by the amazing and fantastic Lamia.

This is the first installment of the Sleepy Author Challenge.
What happened was that I wrote this at about two in the morning with no game plan and no editors or proofreaders. I also did this in one sitting. I did not, nor will I ever edit this myself. (My eyes still hurt.)

The prompt for this fic was "Lyra makes pudding at 4 AM," requested by Vargras.

Criticism is encouraged. Blank comments such as "5/5" or "MOAR" will be deleted. Quality not guaranteed.