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"Ee!  Ber-ber!  Dragons!"

"....Okay."

"In tiny little hats!"

"Yes, you are."

"Nono!  At that shop!  They have tiny porcelain dragons!  In small hats!"

"...We're going to be bringing a lot of them home, aren't we?"

"We HAVE to!  I mean lookit' their lil' eyes and faces and hats and.. We have to give them a home."

"...Coffee first.  Then dragons."

"Teeny-tiny rawr-rawr-rawrs, itty-bitty huff-puffs.."

The past week was incredibly rough.  In the brief window between tornadoes of utter nightmares I managed to see this little scene between Cinders and Berrand.  A short escape into a place where there's peace, and shops filled with tiny dragons in hats, frequented by tiny dragons (ponies) in hats.

-T.J.

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Perfesser Bear

Well, you're spreading some joy now. Berrand has his priorities straight.