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// 1399 
// Story: A Life Lived in Hundreds 
// by Botched Lobotomy 
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‘Can I stay up and hear the bells?’
Smith frowned down her nose at Bright Mac. ‘I don’t know. Do you remember what Twilight said?’
‘But Maaaa...’
‘Mmhmm. And did you end up actually doing all your chores?’
‘I, um...’
‘Bright Mac.’
‘...No.’
‘Mmhmm. What do you think, Twilight?’
They exchanged grins. ‘He did do most of his chores.’
‘I don’t know...’ Smith mused. ‘That room looked pretty messy last time I looked.’
His face fell, and Smith couldn’t help but smile. ‘Oh, alright, then,’ she said. ‘But only if you really do clean your room tomorrow. Promise?’
‘Pinkie Promise!’