To the MOON, Mary Poppins

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All day, Jane had been wandering around in a gloom, ever since Mary Poppins had stopped her from making the cupcake full of solid nitroglycerine.  Not actually crying, but depressed, her mouth set in a bit of a frown.

Suddenly, an idea came to Michael.  He found Jane, who just looked at him — she was upset that he hadn't taken her side.

"D'you think..." he started.  "Do you think, if we put fins on it, it would fly?"

After a moment, she smiled, just a bit.

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Sometimes the dreams are weird.  And sometimes they wake me up, because... hmm.

An ice-cream cone cup, classic truncated-cone shape.  Filled with meringue with a conical peak.  Three or four fins at the bottom, made of vanilla wafer, glued on with royal icing.  And a type-D model rocket engine inserted through a hole in the bottom.  It would work.  Probably.

"Cake Canaveral".

Edible rocketry.  This is definitely Muppet Labs material.

(Solid nitroglycerine is not very safe, if it's actually crystalline nitro.  When it's solid because it's adsorbed onto an inert material such as clay, that's dynamite, which is somewhat less unsafe; thank you, Mr. Nobel.  What my dream was calling "solid nitroglycerine" was actually some kind of black-powder substance.  It would burn quickly, but not detonate.)