The Perfect Ink

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(Updated 12-21-2020)

Thorne/Fitz pov;

Her short blonde hair fell around her face in perfect waves. She had the biggest smile on her face as she bent over laughing. Monica and Atlas were having an arm resiling contest and Monica cheated, and now Atlas and Monica were arguing. "You know you could just do it again," I said as they continued. "No, I am done playing with her," Atlas said with a laugh. Brier was still laughing and had sat to the floor as she tried to get herself together. "I ...." she tried to say as she continued laughing."Ok, fun time over," He said ushering us to the family room. Brier was still laughing so hard that Monica had to drag her into the family room. And this didn't help, it just made Brier laugh harder.

Atlas/ Sandor pov;

"Ok," I said taking a deep breath. It had taken Brier over 5 minutes to get herself partly together, and she still wasn't,  as I started. "Now that you two are in shape and have some proper training it's time for us to advance your training," I told Brier and Thorne. "What do you mean my advance?" Thorne asked. "The Black Swan want us to train you to be full out "soldiers". That's why we were gone for so long. Some of them didn't agree, but in the end, it is mostly up to you two." "Well, I'll do it!" Brier told me with no hesitation. "Me too," Thorne echoed. "Well that was easy," Monica said standing up. "This is your new schedule," I told them while handing them a paper. "You know this is going to give me some major cred. I'm the companion of the Moonlark, and she is gonna kick your butt!" Sage exclaimed mostly to herself. Brier laughed and bent over and hugged Sage.

The Schedule:

6:00 - 6:15 am, Get ready for running

6:20- 7:30 am, running

7:35 - 8:45 am, breakfast, clean up, get ready for training

8:50 - 1:30 pm, training

1:35 - 2:00 pm, lunch

2:05 - 4:00 Pm studying

4 + free time

"Yasss, we get to sleep in!!!" Brier exclaimed. "But not much to the schedule has changed, so how is this gonna make us "soldiers"?" Brier asked, while petting Sage and Bruno. "Your training," Monica answered for me. "How?" Brier pressed. "Soldiers or in this case you are going to be more like warriors or assassins. They are graceful, smart, they pay attention to everything around them, they survive off of nothing, they adapt to what they half too, they are strong, and many more things. Yes, you two are many of those things, but we are gonna make you better." I told them. They both just sat there quiet and thinking. "We should all get matching tattoos," Brier finally said. "What?" I asked. "We should all get tattoos, I have seen lots of Marians and soldiers have them. So if we are gonna be one of them, why not get one?" she said. "Yasssss!" Monica said with much enthusiasm. "Fine, we will, in the morning but Brier your gonna drive, I don't trust Thorne," I told them while glaring at Thorne. (Brier and Throne had both gotten there driver's license but Brier was a much better driver. )

The rest of the night we played games and watched tv.

(Brier/ sophies pov;)

The next morning I got up quickly put on a pair of Nike shorts, a sports tank top, a Nike hat, and sandals. Today was Saturday which meant everyone would be sleeping in. I walked through the house, they were all asleep. I walked over to Thorne's room and leaned on the doorway and just watched him. He was peacefully sleeping with Mr. Snuggles and Bruno was beside him. Bruno acted all tough, but deep down I knew Bruno was a softy. "They're so cute," Sage whisped beside me. "Yes, they are," I laughed as I walked over to them. I grabbed an extra pillow a started hitting Thorne and Bruno with the pillow while Sage jumped on the bed and started licking them. Thorne let a grown as he rolled off the bed and hit the ground with a thump. "Ow," He laughed while lazily getting up. "Good morning!" I said with the best smile I could give. "We are leaving in 30, let's go, let's go!" I told him as I ran out of the room to get Atlas and Monica up.

We have a white jeep and my rule is: whoever is driving, picks the music. The thing is Monica, Throne, and I all like the same music while Atlas likes the exact opposite. As we drove into the city we sang and laughed at the music and what made it the most fun was how irritated Atlas was getting.

"Ok, we are here," I told them as I pulled up outside of a shop. It was in a slightly shady area, but I knew I was safe with my group. The tattoo shop was called, "The Perfect Ink". "Bruno, Sage come here." Once they come over I put collars and leashes on them. "I hate leashes!" Sage complained. "I'm sorry but you have to wear it," and with that, we walked in.

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