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❝I am a demon, I am NOT singing Baby Shark!❞
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✿✼:*ﾟ:༅ THE NEXT DAY THE TRAINING CONTINUED...
Round 2: Escalation
Abby's Moving Target Mayhem
Abby adjusted the pad-fort and then kicked it over. "Lesson two: the world does not stay where you put it."
He strapped miniature focus mitts onto his hands. Yes, they were children's oven mitts with smiley faces. No, he wouldn't discuss it.
"Jab my hands. I'll move them. You hit what's in front of you, not what you wish was there."
You exhaled. Pop. Pop. Your little knuckles tapped the smiley mitts. Abby moved them faster. Pop—miss—pop. You chased, vibrating with effort.
Abby nodded, then surprised you with a gentle swipe to your shoulder. "Block it or slide it."
You squeaked, shadows springing—a ribbon of dark coiled and brushed his wrist aside. He grinned, feral and proud. "There it is."
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TINY TROUBLE! •*⁀➷ Saja Boys➳Fem! Child! Reader
Fanfiction❝Babysitting a child who wants to terrorize humans?...this is beneath me.❞ ❝Abby if you don't shut up and put on the Hello Kitty costume so she can stop crying, I'm gonna exorcize you myself!❞ __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ In which a demon K-pop boy ban...
