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  1. Public Bookmark 15

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    Prompto’s relationship with food has been troubled ever since his early childhood. First he tried to fill the loneliness of his ever absent parents with fast food, which was also due to the fact that he just didn’t know how to prepare anything else. No one had ever bothered to teach him how to cook before everyone decided to leave him on his own. Needless to say that was a bad idea.

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  3. Public Bookmark 85

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    Dragons always protect their hoard.

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  4. Public Bookmark 83

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    Just the sight of him, standing there holding a cup of coffee, barrels through Prompto's brain like a puppy excited about going out for a walk – and before he even realizes what he's doing, he's fumbling for the camera.

    He snaps five shots, in quick succession: Ignis looking into the distance, expression soft and preoccupied. Ignis lifting the coffee. Ignis with his lips on the rim, taking a tentative taste. Ignis closing his eyes as though to savor it.

    Ignis with his eyes open again, looking directly toward the camera.

    Wait, thinks Prompto, as the last one burrows its way into his thoughts and starts setting off alarm bells. What?

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    Noct wipes his brow with his bare forearm and returns the magic flask that contains his other fire spells to his pocket. He turns, a smile quirking the corner of his lips, words of congratulations for Ignis half-formed on his tongue.

    They die unspoken at the sight that greets him. Because there, back pressed against the damp stone of the wall, is a small blond boy that looks about six years old.

    He's absolutely swimming in Prompto's vest and coeurl-print jeans; the top comes down past his knees, so long it looks like a dress on him. Prompto's wrist band has slipped all the way up to the boy's bony elbow, dangling with room to spare, and Prompto's gloves swallow his hands and most of his wrists completely.

    One of Prompto's guns rests on the ground at the boy's feet. He's got the cylinder of the second open, while his free hand digs frantically in his pocket. But even as Noct watches, he does a quick sweep of the cylinder's contents with his eyes, snaps it closed, and brings the weapon up, two-handed, barrel trained on Noct.

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