It was a rolling pin.

“i knew it would be useful!”

“Meryl, where did you take this from???”

“ah, i took it from mr. mousie’s kitchen.”

Max couldn’t believe it.

“DID YOU ROB A TIME WIZARD’S ROLLING PIN???? ARE YOU CRAZY??”

“i finally understand mr. rabbit now! i mean, i wouldn’t resist borrowing some little things if I had a magical cape. anyway, i took it with a purpose, or course, and i’m sure mr. mockey understands.”

They tiered the knot to the pin, making it a reel, like a kite (surprisingly, according to the registers, kites DID exist in Liminalia, a long time ago, but this is a story for another day).

“c’mon max.”

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