[He giggles a bit under his breath, like Peter has just made this so easy.]
Man, why not gimme a challenge or something.
[It would take a shitton of slots to actually transform this shit, but he doesn't reeeeally need to do all of it. Much of it is close- pastas and bread require little movement, ground beef already kinda here but needing some flavor, cheese a step over from a few powdered whatevers. It'll be a bit of a stretch, but that's why prestidigitation is here to clean up the flavor.
He finishes sorting, and cracks his knuckles.]
Alright, watch this shit.
[He starts with the noodles, which he sweeps up in his hand. Everything moves in a way that doesn't look like he's doing much- there's no sparkle or glowing aura reminiscent of other spells. He touches it and it simply gives, letting him press the previously hard and rigid pasta into a larger ball and smooth it out like dough. An unseen hand floats the powder into a now waiting palm, and Peter will watch him build a pizza out of fucking nowhere. It absolutely looks like he should not be able to do this, and yet here he is, arms moving with flourish and Taako never forgetting the right time to grin at the camera.
When he's done, the whole thing seems to take a burst of flames, before Taako is brushing what looks like sparkles out of his fingers on top before stepping back.]
Cheeseburger pizza, motherfucker, I will take my award now!
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Man, why not gimme a challenge or something.
[It would take a shitton of slots to actually transform this shit, but he doesn't reeeeally need to do all of it. Much of it is close- pastas and bread require little movement, ground beef already kinda here but needing some flavor, cheese a step over from a few powdered whatevers. It'll be a bit of a stretch, but that's why prestidigitation is here to clean up the flavor.
He finishes sorting, and cracks his knuckles.]
Alright, watch this shit.
[He starts with the noodles, which he sweeps up in his hand. Everything moves in a way that doesn't look like he's doing much- there's no sparkle or glowing aura reminiscent of other spells. He touches it and it simply gives, letting him press the previously hard and rigid pasta into a larger ball and smooth it out like dough. An unseen hand floats the powder into a now waiting palm, and Peter will watch him build a pizza out of fucking nowhere. It absolutely looks like he should not be able to do this, and yet here he is, arms moving with flourish and Taako never forgetting the right time to grin at the camera.
When he's done, the whole thing seems to take a burst of flames, before Taako is brushing what looks like sparkles out of his fingers on top before stepping back.]
Cheeseburger pizza, motherfucker, I will take my award now!
[And he dabs.]