“Ooooh. Scary, sprout!” Lavi teased, before giving Allen’s hair a good ruffle and sauntering away. “Make sure you guys tell me if you do something to ol’ Soba Boy. Especially if I can get in on it, ‘kay?”
Calera just watched him leave with an annoyed glare in her eyes, her head calculating different items and possible concoctions they could get their hands on. “Well, he made you pretty much follow every order he gave, and you became a cat or a child depending on if myself or Lavi said your first name, respectively.” ‘Maybe something to make him younger…that’d be interesting.’
Allen groaned, putting his face in his hands.
“Yep. Definitely need to get back at him. Maybe ghost pepper soba. I can probably convince Jerry to ‘slip’… or slip it myself…” he muttered, before pushing himself off the wall and waving to Calera.
“Thanks for trying to help… I’m just gonna go try to sleep now.”
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