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- A short that I hope to turn into a fun little series.
- >Celestia, a little taken aback stares at Anon, who at the moment is bottle feeding a tiny baby dragon. "Well anon since you hatched a dragon egg...with just basic heating and nurturing...I guess you can join my magic school. Though I am not sure how far you will go without a horn..."
- "Nah that's ok, I just wanted the dragon."
- >"Really?"
- "Well ya who doesn't want a free dragon!?"
- >Celestia shrugs "Pretty much anyone who lives in Canterlot, a place where gems and precious minerals, a big part of a dragons nutrition, have to be brought in from elsewhere, usually at a very high price."
- "Shit"
- >"Try to hold back your language Anon, you're a father now."
- >The baby dragon burps flames and melts half his bottle and singes Anons sleeve.
- Anon drops the bottle and almost swears before catching himself. "Oh poo."
- >Celestia nods in agreement. "Yes, that is going to be an adventure all in of its self."
- "Well guess I'm moving to somewhere where minerals are easy as hell to get.."
- >Celestia's eyes light up. "I know just the place! One of my most precious students lives there and she also has a dragon of her very own."
- "Oh ya? What kinda place is it?" The baby dragon starts to cry and act all cranky.
- >Celestia magics up a map. "Ponyville, a very nice and quickly growing town, a little old fashioned but it has a wonderfully kind populace."
- Anon sighs. "Well guess I'm gonna have to be a blacksmith then."
- >Celestias face scrunches up with confusion. "What? Why a smithy of all things?"
- "Manliest profession I know and I'm gonna have to be a pretty great man if I'm gonna raise a dragon right."
- >Celestia just shakes her head. "Alright Anon, if that is where you feel your destiny lies."
- Anon nods, steeling himself for the future. "It does." Anon looks to one of Celestias guards. "Can I borrow this?"
- >"My chest piece? Why would you.." he's interrupted as Anon swipes his plate and hands it to the dragon.
- >The baby dragon greedily bites into the goldenish armor and easily makes short work of it.
- "Thanks Tia, I'm gonna head on home and get ready to move." Having had his fill the dragon snuggles up in Anons arms and falls asleep.
- >Celestia tries her best not to smurk at her sad looking guards distress. "Pleasant journey Anonymous."
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