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Daemon remained seated. He could not stand up in his state, even if he wanted to actually. His pants were a little too tight now. He smiled at his son and waved him off. "Daddy will bathe you.. I.. uh.. I can't seem to get up little one. Go with daddy and get bathed. I'll tuck you in when you're done."
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"Tick Tock, Jake. Time is Dead Kids."
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