The Last Thunder
he bent down and patted each of them on their egg head.
Darrion chuckled silently. “Please, just run away next time.”
Erietta smiled and took one Olivier into her arms. “That is the only thing the Eggsies show their feelings. Somehow, I cannot teach them otherwise…”
“Which is why we’re concerned if someday they’ll face a big monster,” Jai replied with a pity smile.
Erietta smiled somberly as she rubbed the Olivier’s head. “I know…”
“You called them Eggsies, can we call them Oliviers? Because they’re olive and… Looks like a giant, walking olive?” Darrion asked, taking the Grenya on his head into his arms, only to get another one sitting on his head instead.
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