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“Desert palace hotel and casino. I especially like the casino part, but they have a cute little hotel with a golf course and bowling. A very desert-themed vibe, but I thought our snow angels would prefer something opposite to what they experienced on their last trip.” “That is not funny, Hoffman,” Caleb grunted. “Geez, okay, my bad. I see the dragon has his little hellhound around; I better be careful.” Ryan stated and held up his palms in retreat. “Wait, if Declan is a dragon and Caleb is a hellhound, can I please be a Reaper?” Aideen laughed. “Sweetheart, you’re more like a fairy,” Ryan replied, which made Aideen pout and everyone else laughed.

There was also a princess vanity, bean bags on the floor with different toys scattered around the room. "Is this mine" I asked Leo "Yes sweetie this is yours. Hailey did the decoration you like it?" he asked me. "Yes I love it" I say and start looking around the room. It was a beautiful princess room, my dream room. I went to the bed and picked the stuffy up , it's a yellow Pikachu. I love to watch Pokémon and Pikachu is my favorite. I went and gave both Leo and Hailey a hug thanking them for the room. My clothes also arrived and were arranged in the closet.

Necessary things. The purple dinosaur blanket with one corner fraying. Her favorite pajamas with the peeling rainbow print. A stack of crayon drawings, rolled and smudged, each signed in crooked letters: ZOE. She laid them out on the desk one by one, flattening the curls at the corners with her palm. A smiling sun. A house with crooked windows. One with three stick figures: Mommy, Zoe, and someone in a suit with a question mark for a face.

Hazel was barely seven, with her father’s sharp brown eyes but her mother’s soft features. “Yes, sweetheart,” Amelia said gently, kneeling to meet Hazel's gaze. “Daddy had to go to work.” Hazel's lips pushed into a pout. “I hope he would be back early for dinner?” She held up the colorful sheet of paper she was holding with pride, stick figures holding hands beneath a bright sun, a house with smoke curling from the chimney, and the words *Me, Mommy, Daddy*. It was a newest drawing from her. Amelia pulled her into a hug, inhaling the scent of her strawberry shampoo.

*Hazel* The room was unexpectedly large and modernly furnished. I had anticipated complete darkness, thinking it would mirror the outside night, but I was immediately shocked. It was nothing like I imagined. The room was themed in gold and white, making it sparkle and feel almost ethereal, as if every surface had been touched by sunlight. The décor was elegant yet comfortable, a perfect balance between luxury and warmth.

His heart clenched at his chest suddenly as he terribly missed those days. "I haven't had those pancakes in a long while.." He murmured. "Do you also like chocolate pancakes?" "I love them.." Ashton huffed loudly, "Anyways what do you want to do now?" He took a seat next to her. "How about we colour Elsa and Anna?" She began to turn the pages on her colouring book with her tiny fingers, until she got the page she was looking for. “Alright..” He picked up a red crayon and was about to colour on it.

I shift upright and blink away the blur, and that’s when I see them. Hazel is sitting on the floor, legs tucked beneath her, peaceful and still like she’s been there a while. Next to her is a little girl with long blonde hair in a messy ponytail, pink leggings, and a sparkly shirt. She’s coloring, tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrates. She looks up and meets my eyes. Big hazel ones. Just like Hazel’s. Round, soft, trusting. A miniature copy. And when she sees I’m awake, her whole face lights up like the sun came alive inside her.

It was the day of Angel's Pun Party evening event already. It's a mini small hall in Angel's house that was used for the Pun Party. The decorations of the mini hall seemed intentionally curated. The Idea of the choice of colors like, blue with the mixture of pink and yellow and, a touch of gold, gave the feels of something extra that signify fun and lots of vibes, and and massive energy. It also seemed as though Angel wasn't playing with her intentionality as she dished around a multicoloured lighting around the mini hall which gave a sparkling atmosphere to the hall. It also gave it a street vibes.

Touching her then had been a bad mistake to make, and he hadn't been about to make it again. Layon was still watching her, feeling as though he was locked into place by her charcoal eyes, when the sound of heels clicking on the tiles sounded down the hallway. Accompanied by the scent of honey and lavender perfume, the sound made Layon cringe. Tall, blonde, and self-confident, Reeba swanned in as if she owned the place and practically draped herself over Layon. His eyes closed only for a second as she pressed her lips to his but the moment he opened them again, he found himself gazing at Angel once more, this time over Reeba's head. And if Layon didn't know any better, he would have said that

"If we turn left up ahead, it takes us to the children's wing. If it worries you, it might help to see them." "Oh, could I? Bastian wishes me to stay out of his humans' lives and I haven't pushed it." We turned left. The rooms we entered were quiet, and I saw toys on the floor before I noticed a large table where five children sat coloring. I walked closer and one looked up and smiled. She drew a tree with a bird flying above. The picture startled me when I realized it was a purple dragon like Sarn, not a bird at all. I smiled at her.