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“Ooh, is the big bad Kylie going to punish the big scary vampire,�� Jonathon said jokingly, elongating his incisors. He playfully, but lightly, bit my hand.
“Oh, you’re so frightening.�� I said feigning fright.”
― Micalea Smeltzer, Forbidden

“Not this again,�� I moaned. “Jonathon, there are more important things in this world than me.��
He looked thoughtful. “You’re right,�� he said and I thought I might finally be getting through to him. He continued, “Chocolate gelato,�� he grinned.”
― Micalea Smeltzer, Forbidden

“Jonathon Matthew Pulmer you are not the boss of me. Now go prance your butt into your car and stop acting like King Henry VIII. The world does not revolve around you.�� -Kylie”
― Micalea Smeltzer, Forbidden

“And who exactly is supposed to eat all of that?" I asked Jonathon telepathically.
"Don’t worry we’ll put on a show like we’re eating. Danny and Mason will probably eat all of it anyway." He said back.
"You’re probably right." I said laughing silently in my head remembering how they devoured the pancakes this morning and how I had no doubt they’d do the same with the cake. It would be like watching semi-evolved cavemen hunt. Minus the loincloths of course.”
― Micalea Smeltzer, Forbidden