The young master, well, he loved his sweets. He was a bit of a sweet-o-holic if you asked me, and he got very defensive if one asked "haven't you eaten enough?"
He never put on any weight, as I made sure he did daily fencing lessons, but it was about time he stopped eating his sweets like they were the holy water of heaven.
I knocked on his office door twice.
"Master?" I called.
"Come in, Sebastian" he said. I opened the door to find him sitting at his desk, reading Edgar Allan Poe.
I set down his lollipop, brownie, and chocolate milk. He had been quite childish in his food demands today.
Now for the moment of truth.
He picked up the brownie and took a bite. Not even two seconds after swallowing, his eyes popped and turned red, tears ran from them, his face flushed, his hands clenched, and he coughed.
He reached out to take a drink of the chocolate milk, and took big gulps till it was gone. The effects worstened, however, and he fell out of his chair.
After a few moments of the display, I handed him a water. He gulped it down gratefully, then regained his composure.
"What the hell was that, Sebastian?!" He screamed.
"A brownie, lollipop, and chocolate milk, sir" I smirked.
"What the devil was in them that made them so damn spicy?!" He yelled.
"Oh. That would be crushed Indian Dragon Pepper powder. Agni sent it to me. Was it not to your liking sir?" I asked.
"No. No it wasn't. Just... bring me some nuts then..." he said, unwilling to attempt junk food.
I bowed. "Right away sir"
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