The Trashman and Me

Dragoncon Daddy's gone

You are shopping for a nice dragon suit so you can impress Danny. The only suit you own is spike from Mlp but that's not cool.

(Y/N): Yellow, black, yellow, black, yellow, black, why is there so much yellow and black. I just want a red, exxxtra thick, scrumptious suit.

You go on to EBay and see that someone is selling a bright holographic red suit. It's perfect! You message the seller and they say to meet up at their house in 30 minutes.

You hop in to your 2002 silver toy AOTA Prius and pump the gas. You turn on the radio only to hear the Gummy Bear songs. The car begins to bounce as I zoom down the highway, thrilled to get my new suit.

After some driving, (y/n)'s car pulls into an empty driveway. A tall older lanky man with grey hair and glasses is standing outside, dragon suit in hand.

Seller: Are you (Y/N), I have this dragon suit for you. My name is Jeff by the way.

(Y/N): Oh, thanks Jeff! I'll just take the suit and be on my way, I'm going to Dragoncon tomorrow.

Jeff stops (Y/N) from grabbing the suit  and grabs (Y/N) instead. (Y/N) struggles and a small piece of paper falls out of her pocket. Jeff notices the paper and grabs it. As his cold eyes decipher the paper he reads the words "call me".

Jeff: Who's number is this (Y/N)?

He pauses

Jeff: No seriously, I can't read. Please tell me who's number this is. If they come here, I'll let you leave

You could never put sweet Danny in danger. But, maybe he could free you. You've never seen his form, but he felt very muscular through his bat suit. You have come to a decision...

HAHHAHAHAHAHA CLIFF HANGER SUCKERS