Chapter 5

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~Tyra's POV~

Let me get something straight. I HATE being tiny. I can't do barely anything on my own, it makes me feel weak and helpless. Seto has to look after me, but as soon as he turns his back disaster strikes. I'm much more alert, and that's saved my neck quite a few times. But anyway, enough of my venting, back to the present.

Seto set me on his shoulder, away from the potion he was working on. I didn't really mind. Holding onto his shoulder-length light brown hair for balance, I watched him carefully. I moved over to his neck, leaning against him for warmth. "Halfway yet?"

He glanced at me through the corners of his eyes, "Almost... sort of... its harder than I thought..."

"Don't rush yourself, you might implode," I jested halfheartedly.

"I know... its just that I want to finish as soon as possible. I'm really worried about you. Its stressful, but... its worth it..." His cheeks colored slightly, and his neck became warmer. I started to feel drowsy, "Don't stress yourself, I'm not worth the-" Before I could finish my sentence, my eyes drifted closed.

~Seto's POV~

"Worth the what? Trouble?" I asked, confused at why Tyra didn't finish her sentence. No answer. I looked at her again, finding her asleep on the crook of my neck. She always slept silently, her breathing so soft it was barely audible. I smiled to myself and rolled my eyes. "Tyra." I poked her a few times, but it was no use. I couldn't leave her like that, she could fall. "I didn't want to do this, but I guess I have to..." I grabbed her by the leg and held her upside-down.

Her eyes flew open. "SETO PUT ME DOWN!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!" she screamed. "Sorry, you wouldn't wake up," I apologized, dropping her in my left hand.

"Don't be a Brice," she muttered, crossing her arms.

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