Warpatober 2021

“Are you sure you don't need... any help?” The male warpa asked, his red eyes watching the mushroom hatted other chopped up the mushroom brethren of the more edible variety alongside the other ingredients off to the side. What they were was out of his sight, as they had carefully positioned themself so all that was seen was the frying pan, cutting board, and knife. It left him on edge, wondering what they were planning for their dinner date. “You were far from the best at cooking...”

“I’m very sure I’m capable at the moment, don’t you worry that pretty head of yours.” Despite those words it left the traveler only worrying more, his long ears lowering but there wasn’t much he could do. His on and off relationship with the strange potion master left him wondering at times what he saw in the other, but he had agreed to dinner against better judgment. Pleasant so far, it was time for the meal portion and he was already making plans of places to head to if this became a disaster.

"If you need help just ask..."

“I shall, you just sit there with your pretty face.” So far, all was well, but the potion master was still in the chopping stage. The knife cut through the mushrooms like they were nothing as they were sliced into little pieces that would be easier to eat over the whole ones.

“What are we going to be having this evening, anyways?” The traveler asked as he tried to find a comfortable position to sit in while keeping an eye on the food.

“I’m not sure yet, I’ll figure it out as i get there.” Left only more worried, he supposed as long as that knife kept cutting up the food and far from him, he’d attempt to put his worries to rest.