~L.J: Do you want to be colorful again? C.P: Like Dragons?~

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Jack scoffs as he lies back on the floor. "If I ever did I'd want somebody to smack some sense into me. My colors bled out for a reason, so I'd rather not waste time trying to get them back. I'm perfectly fine the way I am, anyway." He chuckles afterward.

Candy Pop, on the other hand, jumps up and spins around a bit. "I love dragons! Particularly how wonderfully ferocious they are in the stories I read about them. Although I don't mind the cute baby ones either... I just wanna hug and squeeze them till' they squirm, hehehe! Oh, how adorable it'd be if they tried to burn me..!" 

He starts babbling on and on about how great baby dragons are.

Boo refrains from laughing upon noticing Jason holding his head with an annoyed expression, though she does still smile.

"For goodness' sake, Candy Pop, please calm yourself." He sighs, rubbing his right temple.


(~Thank you to kyliethecrow for asking. ^*^~)

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