Feathers and Slither Scale were at the park enjoying a nice summer day. Although, being Feathers' caretaker, Slither can be strict about things to do outside of school, normally learning history lessons from books. On that hot day, Slither Scale was reading a history book while Feathers was sitting next to him, plucking petals off a flower or two.

"'But King Scarbon, he did not like the dealership of trading treasures, as he often threatened war if the deal remains in place,'" Slither read as he turned a page. "'Even his Queen Miri had no appreciation of the deal, and urged the peasants to know the consequences of supporting the dealership by all means necessary. But Prince Marvin...'" He felt Feathers' tail on his belly, and scowled as he swept his tail off. "Feathers. What did I say about your tail?"

"Huh?" Feather asked, then realizes. "Oh, sorry, sir." He moved his tail away, as he was plucking the last petals off a flower.

"'But Prince Marvin, he was prepared for their reactions, and hired a group of musketeers to do some spy work and report to him of their intentions. He was certain a possible war would break over...'" He flinched when Feathers had playfully tossed flower petals into the air, as some hit him in the face, as Feathers giggled, but he was annoyed. "Feathers!" He hissed, as Feathers flinched. He dusted the petals off his face as he said sternly, "You need to pay attention to your history lesson."

"I'm sorry, Slither, but how can a king threaten war over treasure deals? That sounds stupid."

"Feathers, my boy, there were some kings who saw money as power. Greed does that to them," he wagged his finger at Feathers, "and you know greed can be a very bad thing."

"That I understand, sir, and if I had myself a notebook, I would've done drawings on the consequences of greed and stuff."

Slither closed the book. "Feathers, I've been educating you from the day I took you in. You can't just go anywhere without knowing where you're going, and you know it." He then slithered as Feathers followed. "What you see before you is the world we live in. People have responsibility, and you should have that too."

"But how will I know that?"

"Temptations are one thing, learning between right and wrong."

"Like if I take something without buying it, that would be stealing."

"Right. That's one thing you learned. That's why places like this have systems, such as laws and penalties."

"Is that why we have guards patrolling the village?" Feathers asked, as he picked up a rock and threw it into the river.

"Yes, Feathers. They uphold the law."

Feathers stopped for a bit and then asked, "Had you ever seen a king or a queen?"

Slither was silent, but then he turned to Feathers. "No."

"Well... how do you know they uphold the laws?"

"Some things you'd know if you were in Medieval Times. Others, you'd know if you live in a kingdom."

Feathers sighed. "I don't understand, Slither."

Slither shook his head. "Tsk tsk tsk. You should have learned history if you hadn't been playing with flower petals, Feathers. You need to redo your lesson when we return home."

"But I can remember," Feathers said as he was about to sit on a bench, but when he did, he got burned. "Ouch!" He stood up, grabbing his diaper butt and rubbing it.

Slither chuckled at this as he said, "Well, if you had learned your lesson, you would have avoided burning yourself from a hot bench. Now, that's quite enough of that chat. We should head home, it's getting hot out here."

Feathers sighed, and was about to follow when he heard a groan, and then crying. He approached to see what was the matter, and he saw something: a yellow dragon with a gray belly wearing a diaper, except it was awful wet and messy. He was rubbing his stomach, staring embarrassingly at his dirty diaper.

"Oh, that poor thing," Feathers said sadly. He grabbed a diaper from a nearby bag and approached the dragon.

"Oh, this is so embarrassing. Why did I have incontinence?" The dragon said.

"Hey," Feathers said, getting the dragon's attention. "I saw your dirty diaper. I'm thinking you need a change."

The dragon saw Feathers and immediately noticed. "You wear diapers too?"

"Yep, for my incontinence."

"Oh, I thought I was the only one. Oh, thank you," the dragon said as he took the diaper. "You got that from my bag."

"Oh, that's your bag."

The dragon took his dirty diaper off. "Yeah, been carrying it with me before I soiled myself. I wish I was normal."

"I could relate to that."

The dragon cleaned himself up and taped a new diaper on. "That's better. Oh, I'm Edward the dragon. Who might you be?"

"I'm Feathers the gryphon. Do you have a family?"

"I have a dad, but I'm often isolated because of my diapers. He tried to help me, but how could I be me?"

"I see. Well, perhaps I can help you be yourself."

"You'd do that? But how?"

But before Feathers can reply, Slither called out, "Feathers! Feathers, come along! It's time to head home!"

"Oh, that's my caretaker Slither," Feathers said. "Sorry, gotta go. I'll see you later." He then headed off to catch up with Slither.

Edward waved and said, "Take care, Feathers, and thanks a lot."

Feathers caught up to Slither. "Sorry, sir. I was helping someone."

"I saw you," said Slither, "and I know you were trying to do a good deed. But you should know better than to wander off without telling me first."

"Sorry, sir. I wish I could help him accept his diapers like I did mine."

"Perhaps I could help him with that."

"You will?"

"Like I helped you accept your diapers, my boy. But in the meantime, let's redo your history lesson you carelessly interrupted."

Feathers' ears droop, knowing what his caretaker meant. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir."

The two headed back to Slither's house, as Feathers is going back to his history lesson. On the plus side, he was happy to make friends with Edward after Ezrah.