Petunia's been montage-ing Violet through rigorous baking training in anticipation of the bake-off. Half-dad is found. Whatever. Also, some good advice about Vorpal bunnies.
“What if Dear Abby and Dear Prudence were a giant two headed monster?” We (Violet & Petunia, the ettin) answer questions and give advice on topics such as: “What exactly constitutes a town, and why exactly does that not include basically anything monster owned and operated?” or “What are your thoughts on necromancy as a renewable source of minions?” or “Is that screaming coming from *my* basement?”