Spring break, 2044The wind whipped both Liam's hair and the mane of the jet-black mare he rode, wind generated not by air currents so much as by blazing speed. He could have switched to his own horse-form and ran himself, but his Aunt Cait would have had to slow down to allow him to keep up with her. No shame in that, even his father and uncles
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Yes, he was driving her crazy. He was driving the poor dog nuts as well and as Marcus MacEibhir stood over the petite blonde smirking and bouncing on his heels he exclaimed, "You chill!" while pressing the frozen back of a spoon to Chuck's neck. The girl scream and jumped nearly six inches in the air which was somewhat impressive considering that she had been sitting cross-legged on the coffee table until then.
"I'm going to kill you dead with homicidal murder!" The tiny girl was laughing as she took a swing at her friend. Irritating boy that he was.
"Little redundant there, Chuck."
"I prefer to think of it as being thorough."
And this was the conversation Cait and Liam would walk in on...
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"Good to see you, Liam. Alisha's got your usual room all set up for you." Turning to Marcus and Chuck, he interrupted the sparring with a quick whistle.
"Marcus, if you can avoid meeting a messy fate at Chuck's hands for just a bit longer, maybe you could relieve your aunt of Liam's bag and take it to his room?"
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"Well, there's always the fact that murder is illegal," he said thoughtfully in response to Marcus. "And if that's not reason enough, I give you two words: Math. Homework."
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