The sun shone down brightly upon Avalar. The Spring realm was as beautiful as ever. It was this day that a certain faun prepared herself for a very important meeting.

Elora put the last of the food inside the basket. She had been waiting for this meeting for a long time. The food itself had taken her hours to prepare. She even used one of her secret family recipes, which was the cake. Her mother had said she had used it on her first date, that man then became her husband. She smiled at the thought. The person she was seeing today was certainly one she wished to charm. He was cute, charming, and funny, not to mention had saved several worlds. She hadn't seen him in over a year, since he defeated the sorceress. It had irked her that he hadn't decided to visit. Especially since she kept on insisting it. She sighed. 'Well, at least he's finally coming.' She thought. 'I just can't wait to talk to him. I wonder what's happened to him to since the last time I saw him.'

Elora then looked down at her green shirt. 'Maybe I should change it?' She thought. She wanted to look good for him. She didn't need makeup. Fauns were quite beautiful. It was her dress that worried her. She wanted it to make her look good and accentuate her body. She sighed. 'Like that would matter.' She thought, while sighing. 'He's a dragon. It wouldn't really incite him. Anyways, you don't want to look desperate. You're pretty enough already.' She told herself.

When Elora decided everything was okay and accounted for, she finished packing. She then headed out to a small hill in the meadow. There was a large tree hanging over it, providing perfect shade. She sat down and put the basket beside the tree. She wasn't going to take anything out until he showed up. She waited there for several minutes. Her tail twitched nervously. 'What is taking him so long?' She thought. 'I haven't seen him in over a year and he decides to be late on our outing.' She got up and picked up the basket. Just as she was about to leave, she heard a buzzing sound. Suddenly, a yellow dragonfly flew right up into her face. She smiled. "Sparx. How I'm glad to see you. How you've been doing?"

Translated! (Good. I've had an excellent year. Quite enjoyable. No danger whatsoever.) Sparx said.

"That's nice to hear." Elora said. She looked around. Sparks was never that far away from Spyro. "So, where's Spyro? I don't see him here with you."

Translated! (He's right behind me. I do have to warn you though; he has changed since we last saw you.) Sparx said.

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Elora said. "As long as I do get to see him, it will be alright with me. It's been far too long." She then heard the unmistakable sound of dragon wing beats. They were louder than she remembered though. She turned around and was stunned by what she saw. Spyro, staring her right in the face. She squealed and jumped back in surprise.

Spyro laughed. "I knew I would get you." He said.

Translated! (Told you so.) Sparx said.

Elora looked at him, wide eyed. He was much bigger than he was last time she saw him. He was, from his head to the end of his body, a little longer that she was tall. The tail added to that. "You've really changed. You used to be such a squirt." She teased.

"Hey, I resent that remark." Spyro said. "I just had a growth spurt, that's all."

"Some grow spurt." Elora said, looking him over again. He didn't seem like the little dragon she had a crush on. He seemed more grown up and, to her, more handsome.

"Are we going to have our picnic, or are you going to continue gawking at me?" Spyro said.

Elora blushed and looked away, as he had noticed her. "Yes, let's" She sat down and opened the basket. She took out the cloth and laid it out. She put down the food. "Bon Appétit." She said.

Spyro licked his lips. "Looks delicious." He tried to go after the cake, but Elora slapped his hand. He looked to her.

Elora smiled. "Desert after." She said.

Spyro smiled back. "Okay then." He grabbed one of the sausages and plopped it into his mouth. He licked his lips. "That really was good. I should really visit you more often."

Elora waved a hand. "It wasn't that good." She said, modestly. She had actually seasoned those sausages with fine spices. Some of the best in Avalar.

"No really." Spyro said. "They say food is just as good as the cooks looks… Uhh, I mean how she is… I mean the way she does things… I'll just have the cake." He said. He put a hand to cover his face from her. She could have sworn she saw him blush. He used his other hand to pick up a piece of her cake.

Elora blushed and was giggling. "You like it that much huh."

Spyro just kept looking away, as he nibbled on the cake. "Yes." He mumbled. He continued on eating the cake.

Elora took her own piece of cake and started to eat. She kept seeing him glance over at her, then turn away. 'What's the matter with him?' She thought. 'Why's he acting so strange?' "So, I see you can fly now." She said, wanting to start up a conversation with him.

"Yes." Spyro simply said. He then finished his cake and then stood up. "Thanks for the picnic. It was very good." He turned around and spread his wings.

"Wait." Elora said, while quickly jumping in front of him. "What's wrong with you? You don't show up here for over a year and when you do, you're late. Then, you only stay a few minutes. Did I do something wrong, or what?"

"Oh no, it's nothing like that." Spyro spoke up immediately. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's just… I have to be somewhere."

Elora crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Really." She stared at him for a moment. She could see him flinching. She sighed. "Alright, but you have to meet me at the dance tonight. It will make up for this." Spyro nodded and flew away. She sighed again, as she watched him fly away. 'Is there something wrong with him?' She thought. 'Maybe something happened to him, since we last met. I hope to find out tonight.' She went over to the picnic. Much of the food was still left uneaten. She sighed once more, before picking up the food and walking home.

(Spyro)

Spyro flew into a nearby cave he had been staying in. He walked over to the side of the cave and rammed his head into the wall repeatedly.

Translated! (Well, that went smoothly.) Sparx said.

Spyro let his head rest against the wall. "I made myself look like a fool in front of her. I haven't seen her in over a year and that's how I act. Why did I have to mess up like that?"

Translated! (For one thing, it is annoying how you are pretty much repeating yourself.) Sparx said. (For another, you have reached maturity. It is only natural for you to feel weird around her.)

Spyro looked around at him. "What?" He said. "That has nothing to do with it."

Translated! (Right.) Sparx said, rolling his eyes. (Of course, the elders telling you that you won't be able to grow any bigger doesn't help either.)

"I told you not to mention that again." Spyro shot at him, while wearing a piercing glare. "If you weren't my dragonfly, I would so crush you right now."

Sparx laughed. Translated! (You would never. You don't have an evil bone in your whole body.) Spyro sighed. (Now let's get back to business. You have another date with Elora tonight at the dance.)

Spyro blushed. "It's not a date." He said. "We're just two friends getting together for a nice evening of fun."

Sparx remained silent for a moment. He just gave him an 'I don't believe you' stare. Translated! (Yeah, now on your, 'together trip', are your going to say anything to her.)

"Uh, hi." Spyro said. He remained quiet for a moment. He then shook his head. "I've got nothing."

Sparx shook his head. Translated! (You are hopeless.) He said.