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Bossy Pants

"Make yourself useful and feed my cat," I said in mock irritation.

He quirked a brow.

"Just don't go in my room," I added.

"Fine. No snooping." He playfully swatted my butt. "Hurry. The sooner you get there, the sooner you'll be back."

I yelped my cheeks hot. "Dude." I left, running at lightning speed over to Professor Pops' house without tripping once.

***

When I knocked on the door to Professor Pops' house, Daniel answered immediately. "Bout time, Snow. Gabe's been chomping at the bit."

"Gabe?" I asked. Fear raced through me. "I-I thought Dorian was training me today."

"Change of plans. You better get down there."

"Right, thanks, Daniel." I hurried, jogging down the stairs and past the Museum of the Supernatural, into the room filled with weapons. Gabe's angry gaze found mine and slammed my feet to a stop.

"Where were you?" he demanded.

"Hey, chill, bossy pants. I'm here now," I said, releasing some nervous energy.

His expression softened. "Sorry. I was worried."

He held the long
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