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After the lasagna debacle last week, the last thing Strife wanted to see upon arriving back at Strife Towers was Parvis, in his kitchen yet again. But life was cruel, and Parvis was an ass. So, when he returned home after a long day's mining in the Nether, it was to a blood mage darting around his kitchen, humming softly to himself under his breath – an eerie little tune, quiet and disconcerting, despite how cheerful Parvis looked.
Dumping his backpack onto the kitchen table with a loud thunk, and drawing in a deep breath in an attempt to control his temper, Strife cleared his throat. “Parvis!” he snapped, when that got no response. “What the hell are you doing in my goddamn kitchen? Again?”
(In which Parvis makes a casserole to replace the lasagna from last week, and manages some very enjoyable payback in the process.)
[Prequel: Talking Body (put it on me)]