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EP - tiny!Emcee
The door works in the strangest of ways.
So when a certain someone is holed up in his room, his younger self, his much, much younger self, enters the bar.
Small and pale and undernourished, the elfin ten-year-old boy (who could be mistaken for even younger than that) is dressed in secondhand school clothes from a distant era: knickerbockers and knee socks, a cardigan and cloth cap. He stares at his surroundings with large brown doe eyes.
Has he been here before? Perhaps in a dream? Why does it feel so familiar, when the door shouldn't have led here at all?
But this is a pub, and the little boy knows pubs. He goes up to the counter, peeking over it on tiptoes, to look for the barman. But there is none. How odd.
Even odder is the glass of milk and the plate of cookies that suddenly appear out of thin air.
This must be a dream.
So when a certain someone is holed up in his room, his younger self, his much, much younger self, enters the bar.
Small and pale and undernourished, the elfin ten-year-old boy (who could be mistaken for even younger than that) is dressed in secondhand school clothes from a distant era: knickerbockers and knee socks, a cardigan and cloth cap. He stares at his surroundings with large brown doe eyes.
Has he been here before? Perhaps in a dream? Why does it feel so familiar, when the door shouldn't have led here at all?
But this is a pub, and the little boy knows pubs. He goes up to the counter, peeking over it on tiptoes, to look for the barman. But there is none. How odd.
Even odder is the glass of milk and the plate of cookies that suddenly appear out of thin air.
This must be a dream.
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"Do you think-- that maybe I could try some?"
According to Mama Lily, milk is important for little children. She didn't specify that it had to exclusively be from a cow.
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Before the Clone Wars but Hansel doesn't need to know that. Cassian finds an image of someone riding a bantha and makes it move.
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"Thank you," he says gratefully before taking a sip of the blue milk. It's very rich, but other than that, it really is just milk. The churro is crunchy on the outside and very sweet. It actually goes well with the milk.
He giggles at the holo of the bantha. "Have you ever ridden one?"
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He's never had a reason to and he takes a bite of the churro and smiles, its been far too long since he's had one.