Chapter Twenty-five

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I fed Magnus and Marko a hearty breakfast hoping they'd come home with "A"s.








As expected, both boys brought their grades up. It was time to bake a cake.




First Magnus blew out his candles. His new trait was: Hotheaded. Fuckity-fuck. His aspiration was to be a Master Actor. Pretty hard to do as a vampire, but that would be up to him to deal with.




Next up was Marko. His new trait was Unflirty. Sucks to be Marko. He did not get that from me. His aspiration was to be an Outdoor Enthusiast.










I coached Magnus on the benefits of dark meditation.




Then the dude became obsessed with playing in the snow.








His temper got the best of him and he smashed the dollhouse.




I grounded his ass from his phone.




He whined and begged, but I had zero fucks left.




Then I made him repair the dollhouse.




I had just sat down to write when labor started.




I could hear Magnus dancing upstairs as the labor wore on.







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