- >After about 15 seconds, you figure you've gotten the floor as clean as you're going to
- >When you straighten up, you look over your shoulder at Fizzle
- "Heh, sorry about my language. Wasn't paying attention there and I burned my mouth"
- >He doesn't respond
- >It looks like he zoned out sitting on the couch... with his eyes level with your waist
- >You wave at him
- "Fizzle? Anybody home?"
- >He shakes his head and looks up at you
- >He blushes
- >"Sorry, my mind went somewhere else there for a second..."
- >You roll your eyes and decide not to push it
- >You pour the mess into two different bowls and carry one over to him
- "I really do apologize anout the food. I promise I normally eat better than this"
- >(You don't, you're a lazy cook)
- >You consider warning him about how hot it is, but figure, as a dragon, he could probably handle it
- >He sniffs at the bowl before taking a sip
- >You can tell he's supressing a grimace at the taste to be polite
- >'Yeah,' you think as you taste your own, 'not my proudest culinary moment'
- >"Uhh, thanks Anon. Its really good. Really"
- >He forces a smile
- >You crack up
- "Now I know that's a lie"
- >He starts laughing with you
- >Its nice to see him relax a little
- >You end up eating half of Fizzle's bowl for him, but otherwise, dinner passes uneventfully
- >After you fix up the tear in the couch, you head to the bathroom to take a shower to clean the grime of a hard day's work of of you
- >Once you finish, you head back out into the living room, planning on showing Fizzle how to work the shower before you head to bed
- >It looks like he's already fallen asleep though
- >He's even cuddling one of the pillows
- >D'awwwww
- >You go to your room without bothering him
- >After stripping down to your underwear, you climb into bed and get comfortable
- >You're just about to fall asleep when you hear it
- >The soft sound of crying in the other room
- >Shiiiit
- >You have no idea how to comfort him, but you know you can't just leave him alone in there
- >Drowsily slipping out of bed, you walk over to your door and quietly open it a peak
- >Fizzle is sitting up on the couch, head buried in a pillow that's resting on his knees
- >Every couple of seconds, a soft sob racks his body
- >You open the door a little more
- >It squeaks
- >Fizzle sits up in a flash, throwing the pillow halfway across the room
- >"Anon! I, uhh... I'm sorry I woke you up..."
- >He tries to continue, but chokes on another sob before he can get any words out
- >You can't come up with anything to say
- >So you just don't
- >You walk over to the couch and put an arm around the white dragon
- >Immediately, he grabs you and buries his head into your arms
- >He's not trying to hold back the tears anymore, and the floodgates open
- >You end up holding him like that, with him crying into your chest, for awhile
- >Eventually, he runs out of tears and just lays across your lap
- >You pet his back and ridges with one hand while he falls asleep holding the other
- >Not wanting to wake him up to move, you lean your head back and drift off with your new roommate in your lap
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