Efrem inherited rare mystical magic powers from his father, but his true love was cooking.
The test to enter the School of Cooking was simple. Make brownies. So, Efrem put every fiber of his being into the food. When he finished, the cooking judges stared at him open-mouthed.
Efrem panicked. Something was wrong. “What is it?” he moaned.
Chief Judge Penworthy murmured, “Well, this is rather unusual…”
“Too much sugar?”
“Batter too stiff?”
“Then why do you all look like that?”
“Well, ah,” stammered Penworthy. “We’ve never seen anyone summon a fire-breathing dragon to cook brownies.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/09/18/20-september-2019/