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[featherynscale]

This is the difference between my superpowers and triadruid's superpowers, as demonstrated last night.

You see, we had a ton of mead left from triadruid and kittenpants' wedding, and have been sort of whittling away at our stock. Last night, we drank the last bottle. It was a sparkling mead, sort of a honey champagne. It's packaged like champagne, too, with a cork surrounded by a twisted wire cage, and the whole assembly is covered over in gold foil.

I've opened a number of these bottles in the past year and a half or so, and when I do, it always goes a little like this: I peel back the foil. I start to undo the cage, and BLAMMMO!!! The cork and the cage fly off in separate but equally perilous trajectories, and the mead foams up and spills over the side of the bottle, with about a quarter of it ending up on the floor.

So last night, when there is a request for mead in the bath, I go and grab the bottle, the last bottle and bring it up, but I don't open it. I hand it over to triadruid. He peels off the foil. He unwinds the wire cage. I cringe. He pulls off the cage and throws it away. He holds the bottle for a time. Nothing has yet exploded. He puts his thumb to the base of the cork and presses. The cork flies off, hits the ceiling, and then bounces into the trash can. All the mead stays in the bottle. Then, he looks at me like "Was that so hard?". Unbelievable.

Comments

[sky-pilott.livejournal.com]

Honey, your powers are just super-charged to blow things apart when you need to, his are more about finesse. You're just good at different things is all.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm not downing on my superpowers. There's something to be said for the excitation of things to explosion -- that's what I do, and I do it well. I can pop circuits from across the street, and men from across the room if I choose. All I'm saying is that I ought not to be the one to open the champagne. :)