Tech Jedi Knight
"With the feeling of guilt deep down in its gut...the drexl's small brained brewed a plan involving its butt..."
Aeryn jiggled as the book reached her favourite part. She was getting heavy.
Makko fell into silence. He tried to squeeze his lips shut using his teeth, but he couldn't stop the mirth from creasing his brow.
"Read!" demanded Aeryn.
"I'm sorry," Makko said. He had raised his voice enough that he could speak directly to Cora whilst pretending to talk to Aeryn. "It just seems that Miss von Ascania has been teaching your sister some new words."
Makko glanced up at Cora and - for this first time in a very long while - he looked at her with joy, pure and unburdened by any other feelings. He was, however, quick to use the big colourful book to hide himself.
"Right where were we..."
"Poo!"
"Of course. Ahem. Like a poop-powered rocket the drexl flew...."
Makko finished the story and stood up, lifting Aeryn with him. She looked at something sticky on her hand before deciding that the best thing to do with it was to wipe in on Makko's coat. He sighed. Nearly an hour choosing what to wear and now he had some miscellaneous toddler ick on his chest.
"Oh lovely. Thank you. Come on, they're doing presents and the cake. Make sure you only take one slice or your sister might call you a peasant."
Aeryn jiggled as the book reached her favourite part. She was getting heavy.
"Peasants!" Aurra repeated cheerfully.
Makko fell into silence. He tried to squeeze his lips shut using his teeth, but he couldn't stop the mirth from creasing his brow.
"Read!" demanded Aeryn.
"I'm sorry," Makko said. He had raised his voice enough that he could speak directly to Cora whilst pretending to talk to Aeryn. "It just seems that Miss von Ascania has been teaching your sister some new words."
Makko glanced up at Cora and - for this first time in a very long while - he looked at her with joy, pure and unburdened by any other feelings. He was, however, quick to use the big colourful book to hide himself.
"Right where were we..."
"Poo!"
"Of course. Ahem. Like a poop-powered rocket the drexl flew...."
Makko finished the story and stood up, lifting Aeryn with him. She looked at something sticky on her hand before deciding that the best thing to do with it was to wipe in on Makko's coat. He sighed. Nearly an hour choosing what to wear and now he had some miscellaneous toddler ick on his chest.
"Oh lovely. Thank you. Come on, they're doing presents and the cake. Make sure you only take one slice or your sister might call you a peasant."
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