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#looks pointedly at magnifico and his magic experiments 8)
magnifiico · 6 months
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Rising early one morning, Simba could make out various scents in the dining hall which meant it was breakfast time, and since cubs usually ate first in prides, that meant that first dibs applied here too in his mind.
Soon, he was on top of the table happily gnawing away at some sausages while a teacup had been overturned in the process of climbing up though to him that didn't matter much since he was just hungry for the most part. "This stuff is great!"
@sixba || magnifico v. a furbaby
King Magnifico counted on a few things each morning.
A quiet, peaceful beginning to the day, more often than not spent reveling in his queen's company before obligations drew them apart. Oftentimes a cup of tea was an accompaniment, something to warm and fill their stomachs until any actual meal. By the time either of them headed to the dining hall, he was feeling awake, refreshed, and more than ready to face whatever the day deemed fit to throw at him—
Some days were more... trying than others.
When he set foot through the doorway, he was given an immediate pause. First, at the sound of dishes clattering. Then, in a slow and inspecting venture of his gaze, the scene of spilled tea, overturned plates, and (oh, wouldn't you know it?) the lion cub contentedly chewing on what food suited him.
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Magnifico, for a long, staggering moment, simply watched.
But then a sigh grated through his teeth, and while one hand pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation, the other flicked to capture the animal in a wisp of magic. The invisible force snatched Simba up by the scruff, lifted him off the table—Magnifico needed only to jerk his fingers to summon him closer and look him in the eye.
“I see you've finally mastered the stairs,” he deadpanned. “Remind me exactly when I said this meal was yours?”
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