A/N: Sorry for the delay. Yes, this is a fragment, because I'm sick, tired and writing withe one hand.
One bloody hand! Stupid sodding car door...owowowow.
In other news, Practice Makes Perfect is kicking my ASS at the moment -over 6k words now, and no sign of stopping-but I wanted to update something today for you all as promised.
These daily updates are literally wearing me out. Doesn't help that I've new responsibilities now with most of my staff
On another note, Archon is shaping up to be even longer than "Practice" at this point. Might be well over ten thousand, but ach, I want to polish it some more.
So in short, Practice tomorrow, and hopefully Archon soon thereafter.
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"Leaving me on dragon-sitting duty while she goes to Astapor. Sure. Apparently I'm a baby-sitter now.
Not like there's anything fun to do on this ship...
Oi! Don't go flying off, now. Stay put."
~Remarks of Daenerys.
Mine? (Fragment)
"Drogon, no."
Naruto held up his arm.
Drogon lunged up after it, little jaws snapping.
"Oi!" he barked a laugh and tugged his prize -a freshly roast cut of lamb- well out of reach. "I said no!" a quick duck plucked it away from Rhaegal, and then Viserion. "All of ya! This is the first decent meal I've had since we got off that blasted ship, and I intend to have it! Get your own!" The blond had time enough for a quick bite, only to dodge aside when the young dragons lunged at him again. "I mean it! I'm sure Daenerys has plenty of meat for you!"
Credit where it was due, the little black terror proved persistent.
Alighting on the railing across from him, Drogon shot him a scathing look.
Viserion perched on his shoulder while Rhaegal warbled piteously, eliciting a drawn out sigh from their minder.
Blast his bleeding heart and curse him for a fool. They were growing quickly these three; someday they'd be terribly large. But for now they were little more than lizards with wings, squawking and shrieking for good. They'd eaten not an hour ago! How they were hungry again already was beyond him. He hoped Daenerys would return soon; if only because her children were driving him stark-raving mad.
"If I give you this," he waved his hard won trophy at them, watching their eyes follow, "Will you stop?"
.
..
...the silence proved telling.
He could always eat later, he supposed. What was one missed meal?
"Fine!" Naruto flung the steak down and let the brothers at it.
He laid back down with a sigh to watch them feast.
"The things we do for family...
A/N: And there we are.
A fragment to stoke the fire while I get back into the swing of things. Rest assured, the chapter for A Many of Many Faces will be much longer.
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No previews. Really tired...
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