Caecilius? The chosen one?

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authors note:

I wrote this book because I was inspired by Pedro pony x Ed sheeran fanfiction I read with friends. True story bro. I'm not a professional but I will try and make our toga man swag. 😗✌✨
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3rd person

Carcilius roamed the villa in search of a toga, he had just come from, the roman baths where Barbillius stole his toga.

He had to quickly rush to his villa to get another one.

Caecilius searched high and low for his sexy toga until he realised Metella had stolen them all to wash because of poo stains.

Plodding through the atrium he arrived at the horto. Caecilius est in horto who?

Placing himself in a little rock, he sat in heavenly silence before a large bird shat on his head. He was puzzled greatly as to why the bird would specifically choose him.

" Am I the chosen one?" he questioned and he stroked the mole on his chin.

" You are the chosen one master" Clemens whispered seductively in his masters ear.

" AHHHHH FUCK WUDGENS" Caecilius screamed, " You scared me, you bitch!"

He apologised frantically as he licked his nose in delight. " Get off me! You filthy vermin! " Caecilius shouted as Clemens scrabbled to the kitchen.

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