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Story: Cosmo

Everything for the dragons was new, but only for them. The ways that the houses had altered and shifted seemed to be stabilized in the dragon world.

Here it was less so. Here, the house was in constant flux.

Cosmo supposed that made sense because they were living in between at least three great big worlds.

He sighed.

He was really tired of having to think all the time.

Maybe he should just appreciate it. The space was glorious. A weird amalgamation of three different homes and the three of them plus Hawk—it was a warm, cozy, comfortable space with books and puzzles and places to be together.

That’s what this was. It was their place to be together while still having homes that were separate.

He blinked and looked at his brothers. “You do realize that this is the best house?”

Corbin tilted his head. “Well, there’s three houses.”

Cullen chuckled. “And one house. Like us.”

“One house, one heartbeat, three bodies.”

They started to laugh, all three of them just cracking up.

It was perfect. They lived in the perfect house, and he hadn’t even noticed that until right now. He’d been so involved in the grumpiness of having to worry and deal with the cleaning and the organizing and the moving and the…

But the house was helping, this space was good, and they were so lucky.

“What’s funny?”Can I come in? Would I be disturbing you?That voice belonged to Hawk.

Come. You’re always welcome with us. Always.

Hawk wandered in, covered in dust and cobwebs, and the three of them stopped and stared.

“What happened?”

“I was exploring,” Hawk explained.

“Did you take water?”

“And a snack.”

“And did you leave a note?”

Their questions flashed out one right after the other. There were rules for a reason. They didn’t have a lot of rules, but those rules they did have were important.

“I, uh…”

“Hawk,” he admonished.

“I’m sorry. I’ll remember next time.”

“You’re forgiven,” Corbin said. “Did you find anything amazing?”

“I found my hoard.” Hawk beamed. “I had a little help.”

Cosmo tilted his head. “From who?”

“Bakli, would you care to meet my mate?”