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[dracolicious]

Come here, pet. Let's go outside and look at all of the pretty flowers your Papa planted in the garden, all right? Daddy and Papa have something we'd like to talk to you about. You can finish up your mermaid movie when we're done . . . that's Daddy's good girl

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[boywholives]

You okay?

[dracolicious]

Fine.

[boywholives]

Hey. It's just us here.

You okay?

[dracolicious]

What do you think? My memories of that place aren't exactly sunshine and butterflies, either.

[boywholives]

It's not too late to change your mind. I mean...if you needed more time.

[dracolicious]

I need to get this over with, Potter.

[boywholives]

I know that you feel that way, but...but don't push yourself.

[dracolicious]

I've been procrastinating for too long as it is.

[boywholives]

Hasn't been that long, really.

[dracolicious]

Long enough. I could have gestated another baby in the amount of time I've been wasting.

[boywholives]

Alright. Spit it out.

That's the third time in the past hour that you've specifically mentioned having another baby.

[dracolicious]

It's the hormones.

And actually, having Precious with you at all times when you visit me afterward will probably be safest. For everyone.

[boywholives]

Er. Safe?

[dracolicious]

I'll probably try to jump you.

[boywholives]

...

[dracolicious]

You remember how futile resistance proved to be when we did this ourselves the last time, I'm sure.