Ethan & Jag Destroy the World
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Read between October 3 - October 4, 2022
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The human had gone from being a wormy ape to a ray of sunshine in an instant. It was then that Jag truly drank in the image of Ethan of Clan Montgomery, scholar of languages in Earth realm.
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“I don’t want him dead or hurt. I just want to make him jealous.” “Jealous ... that you have skin and he doesn’t?” Sami asked, confused. “No, I think he means jealous that Ethan still has eyes,” Jag corrected. “Oh my God.” Ethan placed his hands together and inhaled slowly.
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Ethan clicked on a lamp beside the bed, the soft light giving just enough illumination to warm the small room. “Sorry about the creepy dolls. But they probably don’t freak you out, huh?” Jag shook his head but narrowed his eyes at the doll in the pink, frilly dress; it was staring at him. He hated that one the most.
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Sprinkles coated the workspace, mocking Jag with how badly they stuck to everything except his cookies. The audacity of the tiny sugar flakes made his blood boil.
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If you two cause the end of the world because you’re horny idiots, I’ll kill you.” Ethan was fairly sure they were doomed.
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“Oh. I guess it is backwards.” Ethan shrugged. “Whoops.” “Um.” Olivia lifted both hands in outrage. “Did you just say ‘whoops’ about getting a symbol in a demonic summoning circle backwards?” “Is...that bad?” “Oh, honey.” Oliva hung her head.
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“I wish I could prove to you how devoted I am,” he purred. “I’m tempted to let the worlds burn just to taste you again.”
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“Ethan. You are close to making me cause the end of the world.”
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“What if we kiss and everything goes to hell again?” “At this point.” Jag leaned in, watching Ethan’s eyes flutter closed. The sugary smell of chocolate spiders was still on his lips, and Jag felt so terribly hungry in that moment. “Let it.”
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“Did you plan another vacation to the beach so I can take my revenge against the seagulls?” “Nope.” Ethan hooked his arm around Jag’s. “How about I show you?” “I still wish to get my revenge, Ethan.” Jag followed as Ethan pulled him out of the kitchen. “They stole from me and insulted me with their cries and by shitting in my ice cream.”