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My Little Evil
At long last, the light of morning poured through the windows, Veigar stirred when the rays hit his nocturnal eyes. "Bleh! What is that infernal--" he sat up and noticed that Jillian had fallen asleep. "Humph, she didn't even bother to block out the light for me!" he mumbled. "Apprentice!" She did not stir, and so he sat next to her on the sofa. For a long time he watched her sleep for the first time in his life, he felt a strange warmth in his tiny heart. Then, he realized that he had been gawking for far too long. "APPRENTICE!" he yelled after he began to feel nervous due to the foreign feeling.
Jill opened her eyes slowly and rubbed her eyes while she yawned loudly. "Hi Veigar," she smiled warmly, not even slightly irritated that the mage had awakened her so rudely. "Did you sleep well?" she asked. Veigar grumbled, "I suppose," he replied. "Enough about that. Do you have a plan to take over the world yet?!" Jill blinked, "Hmmm... I haven't given it much