Epilogue

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"HURRICANE! I told you to STOP STEALING MY STUFF!!!" Whaleshark screeched, her navy blue tail with silvery blue specks lashing as she chased her twin brother down the hallway. Snowstorm hid her giggles as her year-old dragonets tackled each other to the wooden floor. Hurricane pinned her down easily, grinning as he held her favourite scroll high above her reach. Whaleshark screamed with frustration, clawing at her brother's periwinkle arms that faded into white. 

"Hurricane!" Whale warned boredly. Hurricane grumbled and lowered his talons, but just as his sister was about to reclaim the scroll he snatched it back up and scampered down the hallway, laughing as Whaleshark screeched.

 Snowstorm sighed and leaned into Whale's navy wings. "Do you think they'll ever learn to get along?" Whale sighed, still smiling. "I get along with my brother," she reassured him. "Soooommetimes," she added, and he whacked her with his tail. "Let's invite their grandma over," she suggested, and he nodded "I'm sure she's dying to see them again. It's been a whole month," 

Twenty minutes later, Ocean was standing in their doorway, smiling like she had just figured out how to fly to one of the moons. "Kids!" Whale yelled. "Grandma's here!" About two seconds later Hurricane and Whaleshark came tumbling into the living room. "Grandma!" They yelled in unison, and run up to her. 

"How are my favourite Sharky and Hurricane?" She asked. "Good," they replied. "Come on Mum, let's go for a fly," Ocean nodded, and they launched themselves into the air, their small seaside hut spinning away from them until they were as high as the clouds.

Snowstorm smiled as she looked back at her love and twins. She was so happy that Ocean had let them be together. Nothing would ever be able to come between them again.

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