TLOS Legend of the black dragon chapter 5 a day out
The Legend of Spyro Legend of the black dragon Chapter 5 a day out
"AAAH!" "NO! Stop!" "Please! Stop!" "Quit your whining" "You should feel honoured" "I am doing this only because you are very special" "It couldn't have been any other dragon" "it could only have been you" "No You, You, You can't do this to me" "Oh no? just you wait and see" "Please, Somebody please help me!" "NO!"
"NO!" Cynder screamed as she jumped up from her dream panting heavily. "Another one" she thought. "This one is just like the one I had in the cave". "Urg, Cynder what's wrong" Spyro asked having been awoken by Cynder's cry. "It's nothing Spyro" She reassured him. "Just a nightmare". "You mean like the one in the cave?" he asked remembering Cynder's panicked response. "Um, well, um yes like the one in the cave" Cynder strain merde. He was right about the dream but it was not the dream that made her act the way she did in the cave. "What's all the commotion about?" Sparx asked after having been awoken by Cynder shriek. He had used some of the straw from the dragons and put in into one of their toys to make a bed for himself after the rude awaking the day before. "Nothing just a nightmare" said Cynder. "Well can you please be a bit less noisy some of us are trying to sleep" He said with a annoyed tone. "We will" Spyro assured him. "Good" Sparx said before returning to his tiny bed.
After her nightmare Cynder was fully awake and didn't sleep anymore. "Just who are those voices I keep hearing in my dreams?" she wondered. "The voices do sound familiar but I just can't put my paw on it". "Well wondering about it isn't getting me anywhere". "I wonder just what Georga has got planned for us". "But I'm sure she won't let us do anything that's against our principles".
After a few minutes Cynder Decided to get down and see if anyone is there. Just to give her something to do other then hoping to fall back to sleep. She was surprised to see Terrador walking through the main hall towards the exit. "Terrador!" She shouted to him Terrador turned and saw the young dragoness "What are you doing so early in the morning?" She asked "I could ask you the same thing" He replied "I had a nightmare and I couldn't go back to sleep again so I decided to take a stroll" She said to him. "A nightmare you say" That grabbed his attention "about what exactly?". "Well there isn't much to say about it" she said a bit unsure. "All I hear is a voice shouting, shrieking and cursing" she said knowing it was very vague. "Your nightmare is a voice shouting you say" He said with a puzzled look on his face. "does it mean anything?" Cynder asked him wondering if he knew anything about it. "No it's just not usual that a dream is a voice" He said. "I think what you are hearing could just be memories". Cynder thought about what he had just said "The voice did sound a little bit like my own but something about it was different, and the situation didn't appear familiar only the voices did". "well anyway" Terrador interrupted her thinking. "didn't Georga promise that she would take you to some place?". "yeah she did, but how do you know that?". "Well I um" he stammered "I overheard her saying it". Cynder found it very hard to believe since she was sure he was standing on the other side of the room. "Well I have other matters to attend to so have fun on whatever Georga is planning" He said before flying off into the city.
Since it was still very early Cynder decided she could take a walk into the city. The city was still damaged from the war but it was being repaired at a very fast rate The wall was covered with scaffolds and some of the minor damage was already repaired. She stopped before a water place in order to drink a few gulps. "Hey isn't this-" She said to herself as she recognised the fountain. It was the same one were they picked water out to extinguish the flames. "And that's the house that almost burned down" She looked at the house on the other side of the square. Inside she heard a mole snoring loudly. "I am glad we got to save him and so many other but-" she thought. "but there were so many we couldn't save" she thought darkly as she saw the picture of hundreds of dead moles before her eyes.
Cynder stood there moping about there failure to save the citizens when she heard a voice behind her. "Well Cynder what are you doing up here so early in the morning". Cynder turned to see Igüna standing behind her. "I couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a walk". "I see. you have also been through a lot" She said softly. "But through your hardships many creatures can now live in peace." She said as if she could read Cynder's mind and knew what she was thinking about. "It was so good of you that you were able to defeat that monstrous golem before he could do any serious damage". "Thanks Igüna". "No thanks but I really need to get going now". "Why? Why are you up so early?". "To go to work but I really need to fly now so bye" Igüna said in her usual friendly tone before taking off.
Cynder made a stroll around the city being careful not to appear in any open spaces but always somewhere in the shade. After having walked what felt like the entire length of the city she decided to get back to the citadel. During her return journey she had to be a lot more careful not to attract any attention as there was a lot more activity. She managed to reach the citadels back entrance without any incidents and got inside.
She was a bit surprised to see what looked like 15 young dragons in the main hall. "There she is at last" Georga walked out with an annoyed face "She is here!" a lot of excited voice shouted when they spotted Cynder Cynder then had to shake 13 dragon paws before getting some space again Some of the dragons where carrying equipment that Cynder didn't recognise
"Well now that we have all arrived I will tell the two of you what I am planning" Georga paraded in front of Spyro and Cynder enjoying their anxious faces. "I have decided to take Cynder to the: Weaving Beach". "Weaving Beach!" The young dragons all gasped. "Are you sure Cynder is like that?" A dragon named Frost asked. "She doesn't strike me like that" A dragoness named Inge added. "how are you going to pay for it?" a dragon named Zap asked. "I have me connection" Georga said as if she was referring to someone. "What is Weaving Beach anyway?" Cynder asked. "You will see Cynder" Georga said slyly. "But you promised me you wouldn't ask any question" she reminded her. "Okay I will go with you and see". "Do I go along to?" Spyro asked. "No this one is for girls only" Georga said with a played stern voice. "You stay here and do what you are told" She sternly said to Spyro. "Um okay, when are you two back then?" he asked. "I can't say for sure when we will be back but I estimate that it will be around dinner time". "It's going to take the entire day!" Cynder exclaimed. "It will" Georga answered short. With that Georga started walking out of the Citadel with Cynder in tow wondering where they were going.
As usual they had to sneak from building to building to avoid the crowd but they got around a lot faster then yesterday. Georga stopped before a small grey building. "Are we there?" Asked Cynder who was standing behind her. "No but I want to do something else first" Georga explained "Cynder could you remove your rings?" She then asked "My ring?" Cynder asked wondering "Yes your rings and then wait outside for me" she ordered After Cynder had dislodged her jewellery and gave it to Georga she walked into the building After a few minutes Georga appeared out of the building "When do I get my rings back?" Cynder asked "At the end of the day now follow me" Georga ordered. Cynder did as she was told and followed her. The walk seemed to take them all the way to the other side of the city. Finally Georga stopped in front of a medium sized building with a white roof. "Here we are Cynder do you like it?" she asked her pointing towards a sign at the above the door. "Waving Beach: world's most soothing dragonic beauty farm!" Cynder exclaimed as she read the sign aloud. "that's right are you ready for some spectacular indulgence?" Georga rhetorically asked Cynder. "Well I um have never done something like this before" Cynder said very surprised that Georga would take her to a beauty farm "Well there is a first time for everything" She said "And besides I am sure your mate will love to see what comes out of this building" She slyly added "we are not mates yet!" Cynder said in a muffled scream careful not to alert to much attention "Don't worry I am just teasing you" Georga reassured her. "But I am serious about this beauty farm so let's go in" She said before putting her wing behind Cynder and pulling her along. Once inside they were greeted by a female mole sitting in a high chair in order to speak with adult dragonesses. "Reservation for two minors on the name of Georga" Georga ordered. "Ah yes for Georga and Cynder" the female mole replied "Please come this way" she jumped out of the chair and walked towards a curtain on the back of the shop waving for the dragonesses to follow her "You made reservation!" Cynder said to Georga. "Of course I did you can't just walk into a place like this and get a treatment". "This is the most exclusive and the most famous beauty farm in Warfang so getting in here on such a short notice was no easy task". "Thank you Georga that you do all these wonderful things for us" Cynder thanked her warmly. "Sure no problem" Georga said blushing a bit. "Are you girls going to stand there all day talking or are you going to come inside" an agitated female voice shouted. "well here we go" Cynder thought to herself as she followed Georga and entered the room.
In the meantime Spyro was wondering what the group of dragons would want with him. "We are going to learn you how to play Tailball" Frost instructed him. "Tailball?" Spyro asked inquisitive. "Yes fellow us and we will explain" he walked towards the sparring room inside the citadel. After they had arrived at the sparring room and Frost waved to a dragon who was carrying a net. The dragon put a net down on each side and a few other helped him and brought some poles they stuck deep in the ground and then they put the between the poles. They had clearly done this many times before. After the poles were set up Frost turned to Spyro and started explaining "Tailball is really simple. You have two teams of dragons the one each side. The purpose is to get the ball into the goal of the other team. You are allowed to use tail and also your chest. If you hit the ball with your wings it is a free launce. You are not allowed to stand on your hind legs if you do that will also be a free launce. Are you understanding it so far?" "Yes I think I get it" Spyro replied "Good. Now you are allowed to fly around but it isn't smart because you have to spread your wings and that makes them easy target. Each player also appoints a goalkeeper. The goalkeeper is forced to remain no further then 15 meters from the goal. But other then the other players a goal keeper is allowed to use any part of his body. Understand?" "Yes but what is the free launce you keep talking about?" Spyro said. "let's say we get a free launce because you hit the ball with your wings. Then you put the ball down on the spot where you touched it with you wings and step back. Your entire team must be at least 20 meters from the ball. Then a member of my team can shoot it away. Such a perfect free shot makes a golden opportunity so it's best if you try to avoid it. Understand?" "Yes I get the game" Spyro said having listened very carefully "It doesn't appear that simple to me" Sparx brought in "Trust me when you play it you will understand it very quickly" Frost replied
Back to Cynder. "Will you girls please sit lay down here?" the mole asked pointing towards a large marble table in the middle of the room "the beautician will arrive shortly" Georga jumped up on the table and Cynder followed suit. "What are they going to do?" Cynder asked as they were waiting for the beautician. "Can you please stop asking everything all the time and just wait and experience" Georga was getting a bit annoyed by Cynders persistent questions. "Sorry guess I am just very unsure" Cynder replied. "I think it is because of her warrior past that she always wants to know what's going on" Georga thought to herself.
After a few minutes the curtain moved and a young adult earth dragoness entered the room. "Well I never thought I would get a heroine to treat in my shop" She said cheerful. "Well I never thought I would end up in a place like this" Cynder replied a bit more relaxed by the cheerful earth dragoness. "My name is Caline and it's an honour to meet you" The earth dragoness bowed in respect to Cynder "Hey I'm here to you know!" Georga said getting angry about being ignored "of course sweetheart now let's start with the treatment" "Would you please stand up so I can see what to do?" The dragoness asked while looking at Cynder Cynder got to her feet in order to let Caline inspect her while Georga continued watching "Hmmm, Oh my, I see, hmm," The dragoness muttered as she inspected Cynder She then lifted Cynder's tail to look at it and then she moved Cynder's wings and then her feet to inspect them. Cynder hated all this plucking of her body but stood perfectly still none the less. "This isn't going to be easy" The dragoness said after she was finished. "You look like you have seen quite some action for such a young dragoness". "I think I could fill the entire day talking about it" Cynder said cynical. "Well you will have the opportunity because it looks like it's going to take some time" the Dragoness said. "Is it really that bad!?" Cynder asked surprised quickly inspecting her body in search of injuries or imperfections but she found none. "For this place it is now let's move on" Caline answered while walking towards Georga. She was finished with Georga a lot faster then with Cynder. "She could do with a much shorted one but I will give you both the full treatment" Caline concluded "The first thing will be to open up you scales a bit. Would please follow me?" she walked towards the curtain that let out of the room with Cynder and Georga close behind.
After passing through the curtain Caline let the two dragonesses down a short hallway before stopping before a big wooden door. "You girls go inside" She ordered while opening the door with her wing "After about 30 minutes I will come and get you". Cynder and Georga entered the chamber. "It was completely made out of wood and had a few metal bowls with hot coals on the sides, there were also a couple of low elevations going into a staircase like fashion upwards to serve a benches for different sizes of dragonesses. There was a strong sense of perfume in the room and a high humidity rate. But the thing that stood out most was the searing heat. "Man it's hotter then Boyzitbig in here" Cynder moaned. "I guess it must be to open up our scales then" Georga suggested as the beautician just said. "But what is Boyzitbig?" She then asked hoping to start a conversation. "Boyzitbig is a large volcano on the island of-" Cynder began and the two girls spent the 30 minutes talking about all the different places Cynder has been. Then they heard the door creak and looked to see Caline enter shielding her eyes from the magical energy in the room (Dragons don't sweat. Instead there bodies shift their scales create pores and then they exclude magical energy from inside their bodies. When that energy goes through the pores outside it cools the body down. However this is mostly accompanied by a bad smell) Because of all the steam and all the perfumes in the room the dragonesses however did not stink. "would you please follow me?" Caline asked. Cynder and Georga followed the earth dragoness and quickly got to another room. This room had a large tub filled with a strange liquid. "Would you please jump in". Trusting the dragoness Cynder and Georga jumped into the tub. "AAAH" Cynder and Georga screamed. The substance felt like liquid ice on their hot scales. "you can come out now" Caline said and Cynder and Georga quickly exited the cold tub. "What is this stuff?" Georga asked as she saw it had stuck everywhere on her body like clue. "It's Puhdistus Acid" Caline answered. "It has great purifying properties for dragons". "It will be brushed of later but let's move on" she walked towards the door with Cynder and Georga behind walking a bit awkward with the sticky acid on them.
Meanwhile Spyro was busy with his tailball game. "Pass it here!" He shouted as he stood clear ready to make a shot at the goal. The dragon passed the ball but just as Spyro was about to smack it with his tail Frost jumped in and bumped the ball away with is chest. "Hey!" Spyro shouted "Sorry buddy" Frost said with a mischievous smirk Spyro then took to the skies to catch the ball and try again. "Up here!" He shouted as one of his players got the ball in her possession. "The dragoness ignored him and shot the ball with her tail towards the goal. The goalkeeper blocked the ball with his right wing but the ball bounced off and another member of Spyro team shot it in with his horns. There was a short cheer before the game continued Frost shot the ball towards Spyro's goal but Spyro intercepted the ball and shot it towards a another member of his team That player shot it back again at Spyro and Spyro spun around and shot the ball towards the opposite goal with tremendous force. The goalkeeper was however no coward and he grooved his claws in the ground and swung his tail with all his strength and managed to shoot the ball right back all over the field and right into Spyro's goal. "Sorry about that" said the goalkeeper named Zap. "It just went so fast I missed it". "No problem we will get them back" Spyro answered getting even more pumped up. Spyro had never felt so pumped up about something before and he was enjoying every second of it.
On the other side of town Cynder and Georga were still following Caline with the sticky acid on there bodies. "The next step will be to clean your scales from any sort of pollution and in Cynder's case also to scrub away some scratches" Caline explained Cynder and Georga then again entered another room and this one was again hot. It had three entrances each one covered by a curtain. On the sides were a lot of drawers for all kinds of items. "Could stand over there please?" Caline asked The dragonesses obeyed and stood in the middle of the room. "We have costumers" Caline shouted Then a door opened and 4 moles entered the room "I want a scrubbing for both of them and then followed by a complete wash over" Caline ordered to the moles "For the black one I also want a hard scrub" She added and waved for the moles to get to work. The moles then quickly got the drawers and pulled out all kinds of strange papers and bottles. They first began by scrubbing of the sticky acid with sandpaper. They began to salve Georga's body with a brown paste and Cynders body with a black paste. Cynder had to admit it did feel pretty relaxing the way the moles were gently salving every part of her body. She looked over to Georga and saw she was relaxed as well and was already half brown. When the moles were finished only Cynders head was still dry. The moles then picked other sandpaper and began to scrub of the brown and black paste they just applied. When they were finished Cynders scales felt like reborn to her but the moles weren't finished just yet. Georga was already finished so she just watched as the moles began the whole process all over again but this time they used a The same brown paste they used on her. "Now it is time for the faces" Caline ordered to the moles "Would you please lay down and close your eyes now" She ordered the Cynder and Georga The two dragonesses obeyed and awaited what was to come Cynder felt the moles applying the same paste they used on her body on her face and later that is was scrubbed of again. They then very gently applied the paste around her eyes, mouth and nostrils. Then they used tiny sandpapers to scrub it away. "Now for the wings" Caline ordered. This time the moles picked a yet different paste. This paste felt much softer then the brown or the black one. After the moles had completely salved the wings they didn't scrub it off like they normally did. Instead they picked some sort of spout like balloon and pressed it in. Out of the balloon came a short stream of water they sprayed on the wings Cynder recoiled a little from the cold water but quickly returned to her pose.
After the moles had sprayed off all the paste from the wings they began walking towards a curtain and Caline waved for Cynder and Georga to follow them. The moles led the dragonesses to a tiled room with a lot of bottles standing around. They walked away leaving the two dragonesses wondering "What's do you think is going to happen now?" Cynder asked Georga "Cynder you really need to loosen up and let things unfold sometimes you know" Georga answered Cynder thought about what Georga had just said when a she was surprised by a stream of warm water coming down on top of them. The moles then returned covered in rubber clothing to keep the water out. They began to wash the dragonesses using the contents of the different bottles that stood inside the room. Despite her dislike for water Cynder really began to relax like she had never done before. Feeling the warm water flow over her body and feeling the skilful hands of the moles washing her body made her mind drift away. Then the moles cut off the water to allow them to soap in the dragonesses. After Cynder and Georga were completely covered in bubbles the moles released the water again to wash of all the foam. Cynder and Georga started to shake the water off but they were stopped by one of the moles. "You dragonesses don't have to do that" He said to them and Cynder then noticed two of the moles were carrying towels. The moles then vigorously rubbed the dragonesses until they were completely dry. Cynder wanted to check herself but Caline already got into the room and ordered them to follow her back into the main treatment room
Back at the citadel Spyro was enjoying himself with the tailball match. Since it was outside the air didn't become magical but the dragons still smelled awful. But that didn't bother Spyro he was much to absorbed in his tailballing. He shoot towards the ball just as it was about to land on the ground and smacked it away towards one of his team members. Because of his warrior past Spyro was still full of energy but many of the other dragons were already worn out. Because they were tired they moved more slowly and Spyro's teammate didn't respond fast enough and the ball hit him full in the face. "Zap!" Spyro shouted as he saw that he hit his teammate. Spyro shot up to Zap while the other dragons also started to run towards him. "Zap? Are you okay?" Spyro asked. "Urg, yeah I'm fine but that was a hard one" Zap said as he got back up to his feet. "I'm sorry Zap" Spyro apologised. "It was more my failure then your fault Spyro so don't worry about it" Zap reassured him. "Well I'm beat. I say we are calling it quits okay gays?" Frost asked as he approached Spyro. "Yeah I'm pretty tired to" Inge said while panting heavily. "Yeah me to" Zap said after getting to his feet. "Okay gays let's call it quits" Spyro said despite that he still wanted to continuo.
Back inside the Weaving Beach Cynder and Georga were standing in the middle of the treatment room. "Next up are the horns and the claws" Caline explained to the young dragonesses "Wonder how that will be" Cynder whispered girlishly to Georga "She is finally relaxing and just enjoying herself" Georga thought to herself The moles then brought in two small crotches and knowing what was expected Cynder and Georga put their paws on the them. The claw buffing was a pretty boring thing compared to the other soothing treatments but it didn't take as long. After both of their 12 claws were buffed they were also sharpened with a file. This took a lot longer then the buffing and also wasn't really much fun. Cynder thought about Spyro and wondered how he was doing with those other dragons. "What do you think Spyro is doing right now?" She asked Georga. "If you want to know you should ask him yourself" Georga replied and Cynder got her point. After the moles were finished with the claws they shifted their attention to the horns. They walked back towards the drawers and once again pulled out some bottles and paper. "Now stand perfectly still they need to do this with precision" Caline ordered The two dragonesses stood frozen while the moles applied the fluid from the bottle on the paper and wrapped it around the dragonesses horns and back spikes. They put 4 bandages on Georga's horns and they put 6 on Cynder's and then they put 3 more on the spikes on the back of Cynder's head. "Those will have to stay for a hour before they are removed" Caline said to them "Now it's time for a relaxing massage" She said cheerfully The moles knew what to do and rushed the two Crotches out of the room and put back a wide wooden plate. Cynder and Georga lay down on the wooden plate getting to know how thinks worked here. The moles then exited the room and a new group of them came in. When they were standing side by side with the dragonesses laying on the wooden tables they began to do their job. "my gosh this feels so great" Cynder thought as her body completely relaxed, the feeling of the skilled hands pressing, squeezing and hitting her at just the right spots felt so good. It felt like all the muscles in her body could finally all relax and it felt great. "Well this is something different from what I used to do" She thought to herself remembering the time when she and Spyro had to fight against the dark masters forces. But the dark thoughts were quickly cast aside by the mesmerising feeling of the message. Her only wish was that she could share this wonderful feeling with her purple dragon Cynder found herself drifting further and further away into the magical feeling of her body. "Cynder don't fall asleep!" Georga shouted to her. "Huh what?" Cynder had drifted so deep it appeared that she had dowsed off. Then she noticed the moles had stopped with the massage. "Now it is time to remove the bandages" Caline ordered "An hour has passed already!" Cynder gasped "yeah it passes quickly when you are asleep" Caline said warmly to her The moles exited the room and the original team returned After a few minutes the new team of moles had removed all the bandages from the dragonesses horns and spikes. "Now it is time to brush the teeth" Caline ordered "Brush the teeth!" Cynder exclaimed not expecting it at all.
Back again at the citadel Spyro was standing before the exhausted group of dragons "Now what do we do?" he asked Frost "Hey Spyro is it true that the 'terror of the skies' and your mate are one and the same?" asked Zap "She is not my mate!" Spyro said angrily "She is just a very close friend!" "But is the 'terror of the skies' and your friend Cynder the same dragon?" Zap repeated his question annoyed that he didn't answer the question. "Yes they are indeed the same person" Spyro said feeling his mood drop as he thought about the evil that Cynder had committed under control of the dark master. "Zap you must not ask such a thing!" Inge scolded "What? Why can't I ask that?" Zap said clueless "Because it is a painful memory for Spyro can't you see that!" Frost pointed out "But it did happen didn't it" Zap continued "So what does it matter whatever I bring it up or not?" Everyone was quiet after that. Inge wanted to be angry at zap yet she couldn't be because he made a excellent point there. "You stop playing for one second and already the mood is down the drain!" Sparx shouted in order to make himself audible for the entire crowd "He right you know" Frost said also wanting to preserve a positive atmosphere "So Spyro do you have anything to chew on in this place?" He then asked the purple dragon "We have enough for all of you!" Spyro shouted also getting pretty hungry. With that the dragons rushed of towards the kitchen to catch some snacks.
Now back again to the girls "Most customers hate this part but it is essential" Caline told the young dragonesses. "No pain, no game" Cynder chirped totally happy "Good point I will keep that one in mind when I have another refusing dragoness" Caline cheerfully said One of the moles picked up a bowl with a white paste inside. Two other moles then picked up small brush and scraped the content of the bowl on the brush. Then they walked to the dragonesses and Cynder and Georga lowered their heads and opened their jaw's to allow the moles to clean their teeth and their fangs. Cynder could understand why most customers didn't like it. It felt dirty to have the sticky paste in your mouth and have someone else brushing inside of you. meanwhile the fourth mole was busy placing down four buckets: two empty ones and two filled with water "When they are finished you must spit out the toothpaste in the empty bucked" Caline ordered After the moles were finished with the deepest parts of the dragonesses jaws they nudged to them. Cynder and Georga spit out the toothpaste inside of the empty bucked. Georga immediately drunk the other bucked empty desperate to get the taste out of her mouth. Cynder didn't drink she just put her snout into the bucked and shook to remove the toothpaste around her muzzle. "Why aren't you drinking?" Georga asked Cynder seeing that her bucket was full after Cynder retreated her head. "I like the taste of this stuff" Cynder smiled at the bewildered face of Georga After that the moles used towels to brush of the water and remaining toothpaste from the dragonesses lips. "Well now we are already at the last step" Caline said "But it is the longest step of them all" "What is it?" Cynder asked getting excited from her vagueness "Polishing" Caline said in one word Caline didn't give any orders but Cynder and Georga ducked in a little and raised their heads back to let the moles reach them more easily
Back at the citadel Spyro and his gang were busy looting the kitchen "This stuff is awesome" Frost said to Spyro while he picked up a leg and put it into his mouth. "You gays get to eat this stuff every day!" Inge said jealously "Yeah be are pretty lucky" Spyro answered with a smirk. "Psst hey Spyro" Spyro heard the voice of Sparx whispering behind him As Spyro turned Sparx threw a small cake straight in his face. "Why you little mosquito" He said with a played anger before launching at the tiny dragonfly. But Sparx easily dodged Spyro attack. "To slow there fatso" Sparx mocked "Ow yeah how about this then" Spyro picked up a small piece of fruit and threw it at his brother. Sparx once again dodged Spyro's attack but the fruit continued on it's path and hit Inge in the face before splattering and completely covering her with mush" The fruit on Inge started to sis as it was cooked from the heath. She picked up another cake and threw it at Spyro Spyro quickly ducked to avoid being hit again but this time the cake hit Ampere who stood behind him. The situation quickly turned into an all out food fight. With cake, fruit, vegetables and meat flying through the air in all directions Spyro was so absorbed in the war that he did not notice the door of the kitchen sliding open and threw a large melon towards Frost with his wings Frost sidestepped and the melon hit Terrador straight in the face. "Oh ow" Sparx said silently as he watched the earth guardian face covered in melon mush
Back again to the beauty farm. "I want a level 6 polishing on the green one and a level 9 polishing on the black one" Caline ordered to the moles. "What are levels of polishing?" Cynder asked as the moles were walking towards the drawers. "It's the hardness of the polishing" Caline answered "The hardness of the polish must be the same as the hardness of the scales. If it is to soft it won't do anything but if it is too hard it could cause injury" Caline continued to explained. "Why are my scales harder then Georga's?" Cynder then asked the beautician. "Dragon scales get harder as a dragon fights more and judging from your appearance when you entered I guess you have fought more then she has" Caline explained to Cynder. "Yeah I guess so" Cynder said The moles walking up to the dragonesses standing in the middle and began gently scrubbing them. "This feels good" Cynder thought to herself. The entire beauty farm was a wonderful experience for her. Just like with the massage Cynder found herself drifting but this time she did stay awake. The moles gently scrubbed the dragonesses hard scales until they were shining like glass. Then they moved on to the claws and the horns. Cynder's horns needed a whole lot more work then Georga's so when the moles were finished Georga just watched them work on Cynder. Their claws were polished with very fine files and were then cleaned with a cloth. The wings were next. This time the moles picked paper that seemed to have no scrubbing agent on it at all. The gently rubbed it against the leather like wing membranes of the dragonesses. The wings took a very long time because the moles had to be very gentle. With Cynder they also polished her wingtips with same scrubbing paper they used on the horns. Sometimes it was difficult for Cynder and Georga to keep their wings fixed but they did their best to let the moles do their job. The final thing was the tail appendix. They put more work in it on Cynder then they did with Georga because of Cynder's metal like blade. After the moles were finished polishing the dragonesses they moved out of the room. "Would you also like to be painted?" Caline asked to them "It is optional but it looks very nice" "Yeah I think I want that" Cynder said before Georga could reply "It's okay with me to" Georga said "Okay then let's get started" Caline said while walking up to one of the many drawers in the room and pulling out a brush and a diversity of different bottles
Unlike the other treatments Caline did the painting herself. She painted Cynder with white lines across her body. She also coloured the markings with white. She then applied red paint on Cynder's back and she then also applied black paint between the folds of Cynders belly. She finished by applying green horizontal strokes and silver vertical strokes of paint on Cynder's face. "Caline is very skilled" Cynder thought to herself as she felt the brush moving perfectly fluid and without any hitches. When she was finished with Cynder, Caline moved up to Georga. She painted Georga with brown lines starting from her tail all the way up to her mid section. She applied yellow paint from the horns back towards the mid section and then downwards across the front legs. Finally she applied some blue paint on Georga's face in particular patterns. "That will be it" Caline said as she put the brush and the bottles back. She walked out and weaved for the dragonesses to follow her. "Now take a look at yourself" Caline said as she let the young dragonesses to a large mirror. "Wow that's really me" Cynder thought out loud. She had never seen herself like this before. She had always thought of herself a hard fighter and a defender of justice but seeing herself like this opened up new perspectives of herself. "It's you beauty" Georga said teasingly as she was amused by Cynder's awed face.
After they were back inside the entrance hall Caline asked "Did you girls enjoy the treatment?" "We surely enjoyed it Caline" Cynder and Georga said after each other "But wait don't we have to pay?" Cynder asked "I made reservation's, they have already received their money" Georga explained to her. "Okay now let's get back to the citadel then" Cynder concluded "No we still have to get back your jewellery" Georga reminded her "Ow yeah I almost forgot" Cynder said as noticed the absence of her rings "Bye Caline" Cynder and Georga said as they walked out the door "Bye" Caline replied
After the two dragonesses exited the beauty farm they saw it was already late in the afternoon. "I wanted to go shopping to but it looks like we can't" Georga said a bit down. "It's okay Georga" Cynder reassured her "I have gotten enough already to make this a wonderful day". "Okay then we will go and get your rings back and then we will be off to see what Spyro is up to" Georga replied They started walking towards the shop were Georga had left Cynder's rings. Since it was on the other side of the city it took them over an hour to get there. After a long walk they finally reached the gray building "Fine smith and polishing service Therofous" Cynder read in the sign above the door "You sent my jewellery to a polisher to get them cleaned up" Cynder said to Georga "Of course silly" Georga said as if Cynder had asked something ignorant "When you are cleaned up your rings should be cleaned up to" They walked into the shop and were greeted bye a big fire dragon "I come here to retrieve the iron rings I brought this morning" Georga said to the fire dragon "Ah yes 'Cynder's rings'" he said mockingly not believing them to be of the famous Cynder "Yes my rings" Cynder said with a overly superficial voice "oh my excuses" the fire dragon said very surprised to see Cynder herself into his shop With that the fire dragon rushed and disappeared behind a curtain before returning a few minutes later with Cynder's jewellery on his wings It was sparkling and shining as new and all the reliefs were once again clearly visible. After Cynder had put the rings back on the two dragonesses walked out of the shop and towards the citadel.
When they reached the back entrance of the citadel they spotted Sparx just as he rushed back inside to get Spyro. "Cynder you are back!" Spyro said as he rushed out of the citadel He quickly stopped and his jaw fell open as he spotted the two dragonesses Cynder looked sparkling in the setting sun. Her previously dull scales were a pure black and seemed to absorb all the light. Her silver horns were sparkling and seemed like crystals. Also her wings were beautiful to look at as were her claws. Her tail blade looked like it could dub as a mirror and all the paint that was on her really amplified all the beauty of her perfectly. Georga was just as pretty but Spyro had of course more eye for Cynder. "Cy, Cy, Cy, Cynder you look absolutely gorgeous" Spyro strain mere. "Thank you Spyro" Cynder said girlishly. "But you look like you may need a treatment" Georga added as she inspected him He was completely covered with mush and other things she didn't even want to know and he also smelled terrible. "Wow Spyro what have you done this afternoon" Cynder said a bit shocked by his state. "Well we played a tailball game for about like 2 hours and afterwards we um" Spyro stopped in his sentence a bit to embarrassed to continuo "Had a food fight in the kitchen" Sparx finished with a large smirk on his face "A food fight?" Cynder asked shocked as if Spyro was a child "Well it shows" Georga said looking at the mush that covered the purple dragon "So does that mean the kitchen is like a warzone" Cynder asked Spyro "No after Terrador got a melon in his face they cleaned the entire kitchen in like one minute" Sparx said before Spyro could answer. "The other dragons have already left for home" Spyro then said to Cynder
After the girls had forced Spyro into the bad tub and washed him like a hatchling they got to Spyro's and Cynder's room to discuss the day. "I never knew you like that Spyro" Cynder said referring to his food fight. "Well I never knew you like that either Cynder" He replied. "It seems we both experienced a new part of ourselves" Cynder said to him. "Yeah it appears so" Spyro said. "And who do you think is to blame" Sparx said referring. "It's you Georga thank you" Cynder turned and looked at her. "It was my pleasure and I had a really nice day to" Georga replied. "What exactly did you two girls do anyway?" Spyro asked Cynder. "We went to a beauty farm" She replied. "A beauty farm! How did you come to that idea?" He then asked Georga. "Well I wanted Cynder to relax and it was the first thing to come to my mind" Georga asked like she was hiding something. "I see, and what created the idea of inviting every dragon you could think of to play tailball with me?" He then asked the dragoness. "I needed something to keep you busy, so what's the first thing to keep a boy busy?" She turned to Cynder as if asking a rhetorical question. "I don't know" Cynder said puzzled. "Let him play a game" Georga said a bit annoyed. "Hey Georga would you like to sleep over tonight?" Spyro asked. "What! I um" Georga said unsure, not expecting the question at all. "That's a good idea Spyro" Cynder supported him. "Okay I will sleep over" Georga sighed with a smile. "I will go and tell Volt about it right away. I'm sure he won't object". "Okay now I say we get some food because I am starving" Cynder said as she got up. "You stay here Spyro I don't want a food fight again" Cynder ordered. "But it was Sparx who started it" Spyro protested. "Okay then he stays here to" Cynder concluded before walking out of the room with Georga close behind.
"You really allow yourself to get bossed around by a dragoness!" Sparx shouted to Spyro "I can't believe it". "Well believe it or not it just happened so I guess we just have to sit here and wait for them to return". After about an hour the two dragonesses entered the room again. "Spyro what are you doing?" Cynder asked. "I um" Spyro strain merde. "He was playing around with the toys that the guardians gave us" Sparx said. Spyro used his wing to get Sparx close to his face "Can't you keep your mouth shut!" He said angry. "Spyro" Cynder couldn't believe it. First a food fight in the kitchen and then he was playing around with hatchling toys, she just couldn't believe it, she had never seen Spyro act like this before. "What's wrong here?" Georga asked as she came into the room after Cynder. "Cynder caught Spyro playing around with toys" Sparx told her. "Sparx!" Cynder and Spyro said sharply. "And what's wrong with that?" Georga asked. "What's wrong with that!" Cynder repeated. "Yeah what's wrong with that" Georga said again. "Is it normal for a dragon of our age to play with toys?" Cynder rhetorically asked Georga. "Yes it is perfectly normal" Georga replied. "Are you saying you are still playing with toys too" Cynder exclaimed. "of course I do" Georga said. "I'm not that old you know" she added. "Well that's true but-" Cynder began but didn't finish. "But nothing! you gays aren't adults and you also shouldn't image yourself as such!". "You are just young dragons who aren't even fertile yet". "But we aren't hatchling anymore" Cynder protested "That's true but what does that matter?" Georga shot back. "You are still kids just like me and you could also try to act as such!" she said angry. "I would make things a whole lot more easier for everyone!". "She is right Cynder" Spyro said as he got up. "We aren't adults yet we still have a whole teenage life ahead of us". "So let's make it a good one". "Yes let's" Cynder replied. "Okay now that is settled could I get something like a bed in here" Georga said cutting the subject. "I will bring you to the guardians" Sparx volunteered. With that Georga left together with Sparx to go and ask for a bed leaving Spyro and Cynder alone in the room. "What do you think about what Georga just said" Spyro asked Cynder "I think she made an excellent point there" Cynder said now very sure "We have been imagining ourselves as full grown adults while we most certainly aren't". "We are still young and we should also enjoy it". Cynder then hugged Spyro with her wings "I mean like this" And then Cynder gave Spyro a kiss on his snout "Okay Cynder we will" Before he kissed her back still captivated by her beauty They quickly released each other in case Georga got back.
"Hey Cynder why do you think Terrador didn't punish us when I hit him with that melon?" Spyro asked Cynder after they had settled down again. "I don't know it doesn't sound like him" Cynder remembered the always strict Terrador from her time in the temple "He almost seemed happy about it but I do not know why" Spyro said. "Well I don't think we will figure it out so let's just leave it be" Cynder then said. "Oef somebody can give me a hand?" Spyro and Cynder turned to see Georga in the hallway carrying a mattress on her back. After Spyro and Cynder had moved the toys out of the way and put down the mattress they walked up to their own bed. "Good night you two" Georga said before closing her eyes. "Good night Georga" Cynder and Spyro said in unison. "Good night everyone" Sparx said as he floated down to his own small bed. With that Cynder closed her eyes being more happy then she has ever been before.