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A long time ago, in a kingdom far, far away…
“Boring!” Remus cried, throwing a pillow at his other half’s face. “Can’t you come up with something more original than that?”
“Don’t diss the classics,” Roman retorted, throwing the pillow back. “Everybody knows that a good fairy tale always starts with ‘Once upon a time’ or ‘A long time ago’, or something like that.”
“Fairy tales are dumb,” cried Remus, brandishing his morningstar and dueling with an imaginary opponent. “Gruesome fight scenes, dungeons, and torture rooms - that’s what your story needs! Hero versus Villain, locked in an epic showdown to the death!”
“It’s always grisly with you,” Roman said fondly. “Just once, don’t you want to do a romantic story? Kissing under the moonlight, long walks on the beach, that sort of thing?”
“Love is your thing, bro.” Remus said, wrinkling up his nose in distaste. “Murder and mayhem is much more my speed - I’m immune to romance.”
Never let it be said that Roman would shrink from a challenge. “Oh, I bet I could woo you, given the chance.”
“Prove it.” Quirking an eyebrow, Remus continued, “and if you can’t, then I get to craft Thomas’s dreams for a month.”
Roman frowned, countering with, “Two weeks. Saturdays and Sundays don't count, because Thomas has to get some restful sleep or else Logan will start complaining.”
“Three weeks, and if you win, I’ll do whatever you say, ” Remus smirked at Roman’s hesitance. “Unsure of your skills suddenly?”
“Very well,” Roman agreed, and, with a twist of his wrist, manifested a large, flat present wrapped in lime green paper.
“What’s this?” asked Remus as he took the present and ripped open the paper, holding the item up to the light.
“X-Ray of my heart… or, really, my whole ribcage, but I thought saying ‘heart’ would be more romantic,” Roman explained as he pointed out the shadowy area on the X-Ray where the heart would be.
“You win this round,” Remus narrowed his eyes, clutching the gift to his chest, “but don’t think I’m gonna take it easy on you - the next challenge is a date night, and you better come up with something I’d like.”
“Zebras being mauled by a bunch of lions, while we cuddle on the couch and throw popcorn at the TV?” Roman suggested, kissing Remus on the cheek and grinning as Remus cursed him out - he was totally gonna win, and Roman couldn’t wait to claim his prize.