·˚ ༘ ꒱ ❪ 𖥻 ALL OVER AGAIN .ᐟ ❫ ꒱
↳ 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃...
a bionic superhuman falls
for a superhero sidekick
❛ IT'S LIKE I'M FALLING IN LOVE
ALL OVER AGAIN FOR
THE FI...
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO ( sometimes you just gotta say rubber duck ! )
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❝ MY FIRST NAME? OH, HE AIN'T PLAYING AROUND ❞
( * ˚ ˑ༄ؘ ✦ )
"AND THAT'S HOW MY DREAM ALWAYS ENDS," HENRY SLAPPED a blue crayon onto his coloring page, snapping auroraback to reality. aurora sat at the hart's dining table with henry and piper as henry was telling his little sister of the weird dream he's been having every night lately. aurora didn't pay attention; she drowned out his recounting, having heard it a million times, and instead focused on coloring in the lines of her coloring book. "pretty crazy, right?" henry wondered, glancing at piper.
piper stopped working on her homework and gave him a look before taking out her earphone, "what?"
"huh?"
"were you talking?" piper asked.
"was i tal— yeah, i was talk— i told you the whole dream that i had!"
"about what?"
"i'm not gonna tell it again."
"good," aurora said not taking her eyes off of her coloring page. she looked up when she felt henry's gaze; he glanced at her, offended.
"what? you've told the story a million times, i'm starting to have your dream," aurora quipped.
henry rolled his eyes, "yeah okay. what are you even coloring anyways? what is that?"
"it's dobby," aurora held up her half colored page. "holding a sock. master has given dobby a sock. master has presented dobby with clothes. dobby is free."
"i'm sorry, what?" henry blinked.
"we're watching chamber of secrets for our next movie night," aurora sighed, setting the paper back down on the table.
"henry, piper, your dad and i are about to leave!" mrs hart announced as she and her husband walked down the stairs.
"okay bye!" "kay, later, see ya!" henry and piper said, not looking up from what they were doing.
"hi, aurora," mrs hart waved.
aurora waved back, "hi, mrs hart. be safe on your trip."
"piper, come help me with the luggage," mr hart ordered.
piper groaned, "why can't henry help you? he's the boy."
