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"Finally . . . I'm here. ."

Timecrepe fixed their ruffled hair as they jumped from their scissors and hit the soft grass. 

They were surrounded by large tree's and a field of white lilies that sat in front of them.

Timecrepe gasped in awe.

"I didn't expect such a murderous timeline to be so. . .Beautiful." 

They dragged their hands above the lilies. Tickling their palm.

"I could just stay here forever.."

The cookie plopped themselves in the thickened grass. Complete forgetting their original mission. 

Timecrepe sniffed the precious flowers until the slight crack of a stick made them jump.

Now. They were smart (Unlike some people) and knew not to go screaming "HELLOOOOOOOO"

They thought quickly; since Timecrepe was so tiny. They dug deep into the lilies and hoped they were out of view from villagers. They couldn't risk anyone seeing them. 

Foot steps filled their ears and a large sigh followed. 

Out of curiosity, Timecrepe poked their head into view. 

Under a blossomed tree sat a lonely dragon with a thick book.

Timecrepe squinted their eyes, trying to read the title. But it seemed to be written in a whole different language.

Dragon's have their own language..

They began to crawl towards the strange reptile, without even noticing, Timecrepe's head scrambled out the pollened lilies with a large sneeze.

When they opened their eyes, the dragon had completely dropped their book and stared at them.

"Oh.. Um.."

"Hi."

The dragon didn't move a muscle. It wasn't running away either.

"Sooo.. What ya reading?"

The dragon titled their head and began to mutter something Timecrepe couldn't understand.

Timecrepe reached for the book but their hand was slapped away.

"OW!"

"You can't even read whats in here!"

"Wait, You can speak cookie?" 

"OF COURSE I CAN."

The dragon hissed.

"Gosh! Don't gotta yell."

"What are you doing in my kingdom anyway!"

"Your Kingdom?"

"Your uncultured.. for a fancy cookie.. Where did you come from anyway..?" 

Timecrepe paused before replying. 

"You know... Not from here ..?"

The dragon stared with a confused expression.

"Anyway... I'm King Custard dragon."

He grabbed Timecrepe as they dangled in his talons.

"What are you doing here."

"I was actually looking for you.

"Me.? I have no idea who you even are."

"It doesn't matter who I am!"

"Yes it does. If you don't tell me who you are.. Maybe instead of sleeping out in the forest, you could sleep in a cell."

"WHAT! YOUR THROWING ME IN A STINKY PRISON CELL??" 

"Watch you tone."

Timecrepe covered their mouth.

"Don't EVER raise your voice at me."

Without waiting for an answer, Custard flipped Timecrepe and they landed in his scaled arms.

"Your coming back with me."

"Just leave me out here!"

Timecrepe dramatically sighed.

"No."

"Where are ya gonna put me then?"

"A cell. Obviously"

Timecrepe pouted.

---Time skip :0-----

Timecrepe was thrown into the chilling cell, they just lied there on the floor. 

"Enjoy your stay."

Custard smashed the door shut and locked it.

"You suck."

Custard didn't reply and slipped away behind a corner. 

"Welp. Now I'm trapped in some kings dungeon, what ever the hell this place is called." 

Timecrepe scanned the room, posters and signs written in dragon sat on the walls. The poster showed a huge blackened figure of a dragon while the one beside it was much smaller, about half the size of the first one. 

Just by the outlines, They could tell the two dragons were completely different species. One had small horn and frills and the larger one had four horns. 

That must be Custard

Custard did have four horns after all..

But who's the other one..

Timecrepe quickly felt eyes on them and turned towards the entrance to see a dragon in a maid outfit, holding a silver plate.

"Hello."

Timecrepe waved.

The maid nodded and sat the plate in front of the cell.

She didn't wait for a "Thank you", walking away. 

They were alone again.

"Oh come on!"

"Does no one like me!"

"Wait.."

"Well.. I'm not a dragon. Maybe that's why they hate me."

Timecrepe reached out through the gap of the bars and grabbed the crackers and cheese on the plate. They weren't a big fan of fish after all.

"This is good enough."

They backed into a corner and quietly ate their crackers.

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