Page 73 of Magic and Mayhem

Daddy scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Daddies don’t get scared of their boys, even if their cute littles have teeth the size of hands.”

He was so funny.

“No chomp chomping Daddy.” Hugging him tight again, I couldn’t resist doing a happy wiggle. “Daddy cooks the food. Can’t eat Daddy.”

He laughed, nodding and kissing my nose. “I’m also going to help organize your hoard, don’t forget that.”

“No, won’t forget.” Just thinking about my toys and how brave Daddy had been made me even more wiggly. “’Member, Daddy.”

He raised one eyebrow and then kissed my cheek. “Because you’re my smart and cute and funny little dragon.”

I was a very cute little dragon, so I nodded. “You liked my little dragon size. You laughed and you petted my head and you said I was cuddly.”

Daddy’s eyes had gotten very big when I’d shown him my other dragon size, but he’d said I was beautiful and he hadn’t run away. I had the bravest Daddy ever because regular humans knew they could be chomped chomped and knew to be careful of predators but Daddy hadn’t been scared of me.

“You were very cuddly.” Daddy pretended to glare, making me giggle. “But, Kenzie the cutie, your big form is not cuddlable. You’ll squish me if you roll over.”

Maybe.

“But you’ll cuddle my little me and you’ll pet my head when I’m big and you’ll ride on me?” Hmm…that might’ve been too much for Daddy.

His eyes went big again and he forgot to hug or kiss me.

So I waited.

And waited.

I was so patient that I was amazing, but after a few more seconds, I picked up his cup and handed it to him.

Caffeine would help.

Yep, I was so smart.

He took a drink and then blinked a few times while his brain restarted. “Is that physically possible? Would that be rude?”

Daddy had the best questions.

“I can pick up heavy stuff and still fly, so you’re not too big.” What else? “Oh, and we won’t go far or very high, so you won’t fall…and I don’t understand the rude part.”

Daddy worries were unique, so I wasn’t going to try to guess what he was thinking.

“Oh, um, well, it seemed kind of rude to think about riding you. You’re my special boy and my partner, so I don’t know.” Daddy shrugged. “You’re not a horse.”

Giggling at the image of him riding me with a cowboy hat and big boots, I shrugged. “No one ever said it was rude, but we won’t ask just in case.”

Then no one could tell us no.

Daddy smiled, kissing my cheek again. “As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.”

Because he was the best Daddy ever.

“Can we be happy with food? Pancakes? I like pancakes, Daddy.” Giving him another kiss seemed like a good way to get pancakes. “I like cuddling and I like showing you how beautiful I am and I like watching movies with you and playing, and oh, can we watchPete’s Dragonagain?”

Daddy blinked, then laughed. “We will watchPete’s Dragonafter dinner tonight and you can pick out a special dessert for us to eat. But this morning I’m going to make my cute dragon something a bit healthier since you worked so hard showing me your dragon.”

Aww.

“Are you pouting that I’m going to take care of you?” Daddy raised one eyebrow again, making the answer he wanted me to give him very clear.

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