"Not in the mood to cook," Spike grumbles as he walks out of the kitchen. "I'll be in the library if you really need me."
Starlight sighs, turns to their seated guest, and smiles a strained smile. "At least he um—" She shakes her head. "Nevermind. Anyway!" Using her magic, she starts levitating the ingredients out of the paper bag the dragon has left on the table. "Let's see what he bought and hopefully I can tell what he wanted to cook."
With a small smile, Flurry quietly watches her aunt studying the levitating food items.
The aging mare scratches her head and turns to the alicorn. "I have an idea or two, but what do you think?"
A gentle shrug.
Starlight shrugs as well and places the ingredients by the chopping board. "Maybe we should give him some time to calm down. Wanna help me prepare supper?"
"I wish I could, auntie," Flurry said with an awkward smile as she taps the rough metal ring hugging the base of her long horn. "But I'm not really good with my hooves."
Starlight flinches, her magic fluctuating. "Oh, right..." Her ears droop. "Sorry... I complete forgot all about that."
Flurry smiles a patient smile as she slightly shakes her head. "It's alright, auntie."
As the aging mare awkwardly starts chopping some of the vegetables, Flurry moves her gaze elsewhere...
...and frowns. "I sure haven't..."