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Started March 31, 2019 by @Starfast group

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“Very well,” the man said. “Awaken him.”

"What are you, some type of discount demon?"

"I'm swamped! Eris's thermal gradient we set up broke, he's in shedding season and extra homicidal, Grayle is under the impression you can burn your whole arm off and be fine, Peela keeps breaking my silverware for fun, I have a job interview this afternoon, I'm out of tampons and bleeding out my ass practically, and on top of that I'm radiating magic for whatever the hellish reason!" Brie wailed, sobbing and hiccuping into Snail's arm.

"Babes, it'll be fine, but first you should probably get rid of the raincloud manifesting over you." Snail patted his wife on the back in slow, rhythmic circles. This was really a normal day for them, but he knew it was all too much stress for his wife who could normally function so well under pressure. The little things, he thought.

"I'll fix the shedding tank's heater for Eris and talk to Peela. We'll make Grayle talk to Aeren about this, as much as Eris loves them both if isn't a good time. And you," he pointed his finger to Brie's chest, "are taking a long, warm shower and a nap. I'll go out and shop for whatever you need, and we'll get you ready for the interview." he said sweetly. Brie wondered what she had done to deserve such a good husband.

Celia thundered down the stairs. "Eris threw a knife into the television screen, so you know." she said, and ran back up. Moments later there was serpentine hissing, some crying (probably Celia), and the smell of melting plastic and smoke (definitely Celia).

Son. Of. A. Bitch.

I love it.

She gripped at the chain around her neck, the pendant hanging under her shirt.

“Oh, yeah, he really is dead,” he said in an inappropriately nonchalant tone.

He slowly and seductively drank his orange juice thinking of the bloodbath to come.

"I was a human, before you murdered me. Living and breathing. And now I am an empty, wandering shell. Was it worth it, Eris? Was it?" she asked. Eris knew who it was, but would never admit to it. He wouldn't scream, or cry, or run, or anything. He would hold his ground, and wait to die.

“Oh I see it, but what do you want me to do about it?”

"Revenge is beneath me…

But that doesn't mean accidents don't happen"

“Be still.” It spoke, its eyes closing and head shifting up to the world above.

"Evil people wear flower crowns!" He yelled and pulled out a sword.

I had no dreams as I slept, which was a good sign, I think. My dreams generally bring bad news. I hoped that was the case now.

When I awoke, Emma was already up and ready to go, her new sword by her side.

“What was that thing you did last night?” she asked Liam. “With the light?”

“Each one of us on this quest has our own special ability,” he answered. “Mine is healing and protection. I don’t do offense, I can’t use a sword, fighting is not my thing. But when it comes to the people I care about, or even some random person I just met, I don’t let anything harm them. When someone is hurt, I can heal them, like I did to you. It comes in handy with my crazy brother. But sometimes, when a person’s life is at risk, I can summon a burst of light to stop the person from being harmed, like I did with Kam. I only do it in emergencies though, because it takes a lot of energy.”

“Thank you,” I spoke softly.

“No problem.”

Emma began to argue with Liam that it was not “no problem,” but he didn’t listen.

She looked like a personified golden retriever with a nose ring.

What they weren't expecting was the creature to get up; missing all of its heads, and turn towards them.

"You told me there weren't going to be any more surprises!"
"Yeah?"
"You have a fricken dragon as a pet!"

"Anger, stop it! Roman is perfectly welcome here, and you should treat him as a guest."

I met the hot guy when I spilled waffles on him.

"I shouldn't have done that. I don't need my dad to hate me even more…"

"Or perhaps we are not alive; existing within our own minds, creating the world to our own image and hiding away from the horror that is reality.."

Shit that's deep

So I take it the other kids don’t laugh about this stuff.

"If you say yall in your British accent again, I will die of oxygen deprivation due to laughter, and that's a promise."

"And so I was like 'what are you gonna do, stab me?'"
"And he did?"
"And he did, yeah."

“Curious, but dumb.”