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Tara continued on down the road hand in hand with Willow, Miss Kitty padding along beside them, rubbing herself up against their legs. Every so often, Tara would catch the redhead staring at her, only to quickly look away, blushing furiously, when she noticed her companion had seen. Tara couldn't help but smile. This Willow was so sweet, and no-one else she knew could look that cute as a scarecrow. After a while, Tara's stomach began to rumble. She tried to ignore it, as this was, after all, a dream, and any food she could find wouldn't be real. Willow, however, couldn't ignore the rumbles.
"Are you hungry, Tara?" she asked. "If I remember right, some guy who passed by me once said there was a pancake tree near here."
"A pancake tree?" said Tara, puzzled.
"Uh-huh" said Willow, nodding as she continued walking. "Although I might not remember right because not having a brain makes my memory pretty unreliable and- Oh, I think that's it!" Willow ran to the edge of the road, pulling Tara along behind her, and began pointing excitedly to a tree that did in fact appear to have pancakes growing on it. "It is it! Wow, I actually remembered something! Do you want to go get some?" Tara felt a niggling feeling in the back of her mind that they should not go near the tree, but she was hungry, and Willow's look of excitement was too cute to resist.
"Okay."
"Great!" said Willow, smiling as she and Tara ran to the tree. Miss Kitty sped after them, meowing as if to say 'Don't forget me!' "Do you want funny shapes or rounds? On second thought, why don't we just have both?"
"Sounds good to me" Tara smiled. Willow stood on tip-toe, reaching for a pancake, and soon her hand made contact with one.
"Hey, get your dirty hands off that pancake!" said a voice.
"Who said that?" asked Tara looking around.
"Me!" said the voice, which they now realised was coming from the tree. "Now get lost, these pancakes belong to The Brat!"
"Who?" asked Willow, confused, while Tara sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Kennedy, The Insufferable Brat Of The West!" The tree growled.
"Well, I think Kennedy needs to learn how to share!" Willow reached for the pancake again.
"Oh no you don't!" said the tree, beginning to throw pancakes at the girls, which prompted Miss Kitty to start hissing at it. "Go on, get lost!" Tara grabbed hold of Willow's hand and ran, using her free hand to shield herself from the pancakes that the tree was continuing to hurl at them. When the pair were a safe distance from the tree, they slowed down. Tara sighed as her stomach began rumbling again. All the running had made her even hungrier than before.
"Hey, Tara" said Willow nudging her companion. Tara turned to her, surprised to see Willow pull a pancake out of her shirt and hand it to her, a cheeky smile plastered on her face. "The tree was throwing away heaps, so I managed to catch one."
"Here, you take half" said Tara, tearing it in two. Willow shook her head.
"I'm okay, you don't have to.."
"Take it" Tara insisted. "We're in this together, you deserve it."
"Well.. alright" Willow blushed, taking the half-pancake from Tara and having a small bite of it as they continued down the road, revelling in their first minor victory over the Insufferable Brat.
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