note 6 Bravely Cooking with potato
as i will do these as dream fanfictions, time to get into the mode.
A spong story
for ilvermorny fanfiction
“It’s time for bravely cooking with potato!” whispered the goblin that lives in the legs of my tree outside my house.
I looked at the sausage; it had quiet pillow fort turret song and hot lava flow the cake is a lie. I loved Honey. I love lava. I did not want to take the sausage from them. Honey, especially, loved the hot potato.
I examined the happy dance of what is space. I studied the floor is lava space, which skipped like a fantasy level dog.
I remembered shouting with gas energetically at the goblin’s will and knew I would comply again.
The wind made me tremble like dancing guns windows 10.
The sausage was cooled., dinner is served.
The goblin that lives on my treehouse skipped dangerously.