2 Talks and Release.

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As The Avatar and Eon entered the Spyro household, everyone heard Eon audibly gasp followed almost immediately by giggles from The Avatar and Spyro's parents. As The Avatar had been to their house multiple times he was not surprised by the shear size and majesty of the house that now seemed more like a mansion. Spyro had been too busy with, you know, finally meeting your parents and all to notice any detail about where he was but now he had time to notice he audibly gasped as well. The mansion was made of the same curious white stone that everything else here was made out of. There were a lot of paintings, framed in the weird blue wood. The paintings were of Spyro as a baby, his family, the prison dimension that they were in and even one of The Avatar. At one end of the large hallway there was a wide staircase. Although all of this was from Eon's and Spyro's perspective. From Syrrith's and Iaroh's perspective, however, it would have been comparatively small. Unknown flora lined the walls and a golden chandelier hung from the ceiling. The flames that lit the candles were a bright blue in colour and seemed to give off more light than you would have thought. The plants were of all different colours. However most were a warm rainbow colour. Just before the vast door closed, however, a tall, skinny and shadowy figure stepped inside without anybody noticing.

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At the Academy however things weren't going nearly as well as they were in the prison dimension. As news of Spyro's disappearance spread out of the confines of its students and into the general public there was a mass panic. The thought of a dragon being on the loose and possibly kidnapped by a dark magic user was terrifying. The amount of damage such a person could do was calculated to be catastrophic. This sent, not just the Academy's students, but also the authorities onto a mad, seemingly useless and unproductive, search for the runaway dragon. However Stealth-Elf and Cynder seemed remarkably cool and chill, especially when considering the present circumstances. This made the students mad. Some suspected that they knew where Spyro was. Others thought they kidnapped him or tortured him or even killed him. Eventually however some of the Skylanders and students grouped together and decided to confront them about Spyro. They marched up to where Cynder was staying, waited until Stealth-Elf went in, quietly walked up to the door and just as they were about to barge in they heard shouting from inside. However while all of this chaos was playing out nobody noticed that a shadowy figure was amongst the crowds giggling to himself about the everybody's seemingly unending naivety.

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As Spyro was about to start flying up the stairs he noticed how large they were. Too big for him to comfortably fly up. He guessed that they were for a dragon much larger than himself. The Avatar and Eon were simply floating up the stairs. Spyro thought it was unfair. Although, being Spyro, he wasn't going to admit defeat, especially in front of his parents and Eon. So he slowly struggled up the stairs. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on your viewpoint) for Spyro his parents noticed his trouble. "Son, climb on my back and I'll carry you up." Syrrith said while extending a clawed hand towards Spyro although fully knowing that, if Spyro was anything like himself, he would reject it without a second thought. It was also test of sorts, intended to confirm his suspicions that Spyro was more like himself than his wife. And he was worried that Spyro was still hurt from being trapped inside Dark Spyro for so many weeks. He wanted to make sure that his son was alright, both physically and, mentally. "No Dad I don't need your help" Spyro said annoyed although there was a definite want to accept his offer present in his voice. "Son, you're clearly struggling and, to be honest, I can't blame you. These stairs are made for a dragon much larger than you, it makes sense that you are having trouble climbing them." He said sympathetically and with a commanding undertone. "Also the first time we did this, we carried you." Syrrith stated while gesturing at his wife. "And it'll be fun." "Alright fine I'll let you carry me. But I promise you I will not have fun!" Spyro practically yelled at his father although he did make a 'thank god!' expression when he thought nobody was looking when, in fact, everybody noticed and giggled slightly. "That's my boy" Syrrith giggled while Spyro climbed into his hand. Spyro was about half the size of his father's palm. He then placed Spyro on top of his head. Iaroh whom until now had been watching the interaction with visible interest written all over her face finally got a word in. "You two are so alike it's almost scary. Although I shouldn't be surprised. I have lived with you, Syrrith, for 2 millennia plus. It makes sense that our son would turn out exactly like you. And with him on your head you look so cute. And quit with the growling, as if I ever cared." Iaroh said in a high pitched voice, through fits of laughter, ignoring the annoyed growls coming from the two dragons. "I second that. How do you put up with him?! And now your jobs twice as hard because now there's two of them!" The Avatar nearly shouted through fits of giggles, although he backed off when the dragons turned their growls toward him. After everyone was done laughing and growling they continued walking up the stairs.

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