Bruises and Books
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22. cradle
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Percy was gingerly holding a baby dragon in his arms.
"Marcus, why can't you just hold her?" Percy whined.
"Because your brother asked you to hold her… And she keeps your hands occupied so that I can do this and you can't hit me." Marcus kissed Percy soundly.
The dragon was in opposition to being squished and lit Marcus's robes on fire.
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This is the last of the humorous fics. From here on out it's not going to be humorous. I just felt the need to warn you all.
