Lady Lion's Little Primarchs

The Emperor did a fourth head-count on his sons. It was bath day, and he was trying to make absolutely sure that he had them all. Normally he bathed his 21 sons on four consecutive days, but he had to go off-world the next day. He didn't want to leave Malcador with the onerous task of bathing the Primarchs. His biggest concern was keeping them all in the bathroom. He had left the door open to provide ventilation, and keep the temperature in the room down. This did leave an avenue of escape for his naked, energetic sons. As if realizing his concern, he was short a few Primarchs. He sighed in frustration as he stepped out of the bathroom to look for the escapees. This caused the others to flow out of the bathroom, and escape the residence. All 21 Primarchs vanished in the space of a few heartbeats. The Emperor groaned as he began the search for his hiding sons. They were 3-years old, and were living up to the idea of the "terrible threes" as much as they had been the ...

The Imperator Somnium shuddered under the massed volley of energy shots. The fleet of xenos ships were close to overloading the void shields around the great ship. An interstellar phenomena had brought the Imperator Somnium out of the warp to investigate, which led to the ambush by what looked to be Klingon ships. They weren't travelling with a fleet as this was meant as a quick trip off world to check out a geological event on a world that had just joined the Imperium. The phenomena caught their attention nearly a week out from their destination. "Malcador, take the Primarchs and make for the savior pods," the Emperor said. "I'll send the bank of them out to cover you. Get away from the fleet and get reinforcements." "Yes, lord," Malcador said, he didn't look happy with the assignment, but he understood. "Primarchs." Horus stayed a moment, looking up at the Emperor who had turned back to the tacticarium display to make his ...