After the fire (One shot)
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From behind her, something moved, some rustling from the bushes that hadn't been affected by the fire could be heard. She gasped in horror; someone had found her. "No, stay back!" she warned the person behind her "i-." She gasped for air as she continued to cry. "I don't want to hurt you!" The fire activated as her emotions fell out of control again.
"You wouldn't hurt me even if you tried," the person spoke. His voice was so... She turned around and immediately noticed that he had tossed something to her, her dragon plush. How... She looked up at the edge of the crater.
It was him.
Red Son.
Her eyes widened.
"That's a bold statement..." she sniffled. "...Coming from you, Red Boy." She tried to sound as confident as possible, but the tears kept falling and falling, and the only thing she wanted to do was lay on her bed and never wake up again. He jumped inside the crater, getting close to Mei. He tisked.
"Dragon Horse Girl..." He said, as proud as ever, he was never going to change. "Looks like you could use some fire training."
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