[It appears to be fine. Rakka hadn't expected this to go the way it did, but now she can't really see it going any other way. So, now they were making pancakes. Neato.
Thinking quickly, Rakka darts to the fridge, reappearing with a plastic bag of blueberries that she sets on the counter.]
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Thinking quickly, Rakka darts to the fridge, reappearing with a plastic bag of blueberries that she sets on the counter.]