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Originally Posted by
Harron Peasley 
Charlie giggled a little as Tag struggled to catch the box of pasta, clapping her hands over her mouth in amusement. "Sorry," she managed, between giggles escaping through her fingers.
But no harm done, right? And it had been funny. And Tag hadn't complained.
"Are we just figments of someones' imagination?" Charlie joined in with the largely unanswered questions of the universe with a laugh. "Or is this all a dream?" Would they ever know the answers to this? Probably not, and she was kind of glad. This whole 'do we exist' talk was actually kind of spooky. Shudder.
"How about ricotta and tomato?" They had all of the ingredients for that, she thought, pulling out a clove of garlic.
More and more laughs. Not that Tag didn't mind. In fact he joined Charlie and started laughing with her, over some of his misfortune in his catch. He didn't care really, he obviously found it funny, so she could laugh all she wanted to. Tag found most things funny. "
Don't be. It's okay, honestly." He said waving off her apology with another smile.
Were they even real people? That was the most important question of all the questions, Charlie. "
Maybe we are a part of someone's imagination. I mean, how are we to know, yeah? Unless there's some secret laboratory where there are people testing us.... Actually, that's a really creepy thought." Being a part of someone's mind. They could be controlled. "
It would be lame if it were a dream. Cause once the person wakes up we wouldn't be actual wizards and witches." Yeah, that would be lame. Tag liked being a wizard.
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Ricotta and tomatoes! That sounds perfect. I'll start slicing up the tomatoes?" He said. An with that he went in search of some tomatoes, a cutting board, and knife and began to slice up tomato bits.