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.