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“We should never have taken them to see that movie,” Prompto says as he climbs back into bed, stretching under the covers.
“Hmm?” Ignis turns his head in Prompto’s direction. “What did they do?”
He and Ignis were woken by a thud a few minutes ago, and Prompto went to investigate, Ignis certain it came from one of the boys’ rooms. Despite his fatigue and worry, he can’t help but let out a chuckle as he says, “Vani was trying to fly like a superhero, and fell onto Ventus, and then they both fell on the floor.”
Ignis raises an eyebrow. “Yes, I suppose I forgot how impressionable four year olds can be. Perhaps we need to talk to them about not trying to copy the stunts in superhero movies.”
“Good idea. But…” Prompto yawns. “Tomorrow.”
“Yes, tomorrow,” Ignis says, smiling. “Good night, Prompto.”
Prompto turns off the light. “Night."