Flash took out the tray of baked zucchini from the oven, but it wasn’t baked zucchini that was on the metal sheet. In fact, it wasn’t even anything resembling vegetables. He was holding a perfectly-cooked loaf of bread.
Again.
Twilight heard a muffled scream from somewhere down the hall. She sighed, closed her book, and used her magic to pull her hair into a loose ponytail. It was going to be one of those days.
One of my head-canons is that Flash can’t cook to save his own life, considering what we see in Friendship Games. And Twilight isn’t much better since she tends to rely on Spike so much. This is a hilarious disaster waiting to happen!
But then he does.
I think of it more like:
Flash took out the tray of baked zucchini from the oven, but it wasn’t baked zucchini that was on the metal sheet. In fact, it wasn’t even anything resembling vegetables. He was holding a perfectly-cooked loaf of bread.
Again.
Twilight heard a muffled scream from somewhere down the hall. She sighed, closed her book, and used her magic to pull her hair into a loose ponytail. It was going to be one of those days.
well, some training always helps