Merlin preserve me.

[dracolicious]

All right, munchkins, let's work on getting these eggs colored so they're ready for the Easter Bunny! . . . No, we aren't going to eat them just yet. And since when do you eat eggs, anyway? You do not, you argue that they look like snot and refuse to touch them---have I got to put memories of this into Papa's pensieve as proof? Don't test me,

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[boywholives]

Because when we come back down here after they've gone to bed to hide these eggs and get the other ones sorted, there had better not be one single piece of candy missing from the secret stash.

[dracolicious]

It's already been eaten and replaced more times than I can count, observant one.

[boywholives]

...did your parents withhold food from you as a child or something?

[dracolicious]

No more so than yours, I expect, and you haven't got a raging sweet tooth to conquer.

[boywholives]

Spare me. There were some weeks where I had nothing but a tin of soup and a piece of stale bread to tide me over for seven days.

[dracolicious]

If you want me to continue allowing your Muggles to live, I suggest you stop talking.

[boywholives]

My point was that no, I don't think you were deprived as much as me. Narcissa would just as soon wear something off the rack than say no to her ickle dragon wanting sweets.

[dracolicious]

That isn't the point. I still wanted more candy than I was given, and my feeble young mind couldn't grasp the logic behind finite quantities of candy, which would then trigger a psychotic meltdown of untold proportions.

[boywholives]

You should just have all of your teeth replaced with chocolate buttons.

[dracolicious]

But then I would be inclined to devour them, and while that might serve you well the next time I've got your bits in my mouth. . . .

[boywholives]

You're horrid - shut your face.

You can paint whatever you like on your egg, Bean - I think a fish would be lovely.

[dracolicious]

Make me.

Or several fish. With sharks.

[boywholives]

Daddy doesn't want anyone to paint the big egg.

But for the record, I think it would be quite nice if everyone put a little something on the egg, and then we could display it on the fireplace mantle all year round. Maybe if you asked Daddy, he'd say yes.

[dracolicious]

You've got plenty of others to paint! No one is touching this egg! As a matter of fact, I think my egg and I will be going---

[boywholives]

Oh no you don't - you're going to stay right where you are.

Those are handcuffs, sweet pea. Don't worry, they aren't hurting Daddy, just keeping him where he is.

The egg, please.

[dracolicious]

Not on your life.