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[huffythedragon]

[There is a rustle of blankets and a half-snore-half-snort sound over the journals as one (1) baby dragon wakes up from his week-long sleep. The last thing he remembered was being at home, falling, and then he was going to...

He pauses, looking around. Okay. This isn't Equestria. This is Paradisa. And he's definitely not falling to his 'death' right now.

Oh, but then he remembers what happened here, what he did. He is in so much TROUBLE. He grabs his journal, not even noticing right away that it's almost empty]

Oh man, I am so sorry for what happened, guys. I didn't hurt anypony, did I? I'll do anything to make it up to you. And I'll fix anything I broke. And uh...I'll find all the stuff I took and I'll give it back, I swear.

I'm really, really, really sorry.

Comments

[huffythedragon]

He wasn't a dragon slayer was he?

Does it do anything cool? Or was it a gift from someone important?

[wilder]

Nah, just you're run of the mill run-around-and-want-to-kick-everybody's-ass-but-deep-down-has-a-heart-of-gold-type!

It does a few cool things, yeah. I've had it since I was born. [L...iterally]

[huffythedragon]

Oh. Well that's okay then.

Then I'm really glad you got it back in once piece, it sounds way too important to not have with you for long.

[wilder]

Yep! Nothing to worry about.

Heh heh, thanks. I guess you aren't as bad as I first thought!

[huffythedragon]

Me? Nope. I'm as friendly as a dragon gets.