Stephanie: Hi there, Spyro fans! Like I promised, I transferred this story from the other account and fixed any spelling and grammar errors. I'm warning you right here the and now. The ending is a HUUUUGE Deus ex Machina, so if that pushes your buttons, leave now. Enjoy!

I love you. Those words rang through Spyro's ears as he slowly woke up. Cynder had said she loved him as he pulled the planet together. He looked around and saw that he was in the cave where he and Cynder had saved Meadow. Cynder wasn't there. "Cynder?" His voice echoed through the cave. "Cynder! Where are you?"

"I'm right here."

Spyro turned and saw Cynder near the mouth of the cave. "Cynder... How long have I been out?"

"Almost a day. You passed out after fixing the world. I carried you and flew out from the volcano we fell in. It took me two hours."

"Thank you, Cynder." He suddenly ran up the black dragon and hugged her, much to her surprise. He began to cry as he spoke. "Cynder... I was so afraid. I didn't think I could take on Malefor. I thought I was going to lose you! You were the only thing that kept me going. If... if you had died... I wouldn't have bothered saving the world."

"Spyro..." Cynder wondered if this was going where she thought it was.

"Cynder... I..." Spyro lifted his head to look her in the eyes. "I love you, Cynder."

"Sp-Spyro... I have been waiting to hear those words ever since you cleansed me. I love you too."

Spyro gave Cynder a quick peck on the muzzle. She returned it. They then came together for a long kiss. Their tongues wrestled around and around until they had to stop for for air.

"Spyro, that was incredible."a lon

"No, Cynder. YOU are incredible. You're the most beautiful dragoness I have ever seen."

Cynder giggled a little. "I'm the only dragoness you've ever seen."

"True. But if I saw others, I would only choose you."

Cynder couldn't help but laugh. "Oh Ancestors! That was so corny! But sweet." She kissed him again.

"Hey. Shouldn't we go to Warfang? Everyone's probably worried about us."

"Let's go tomorrow. I don't want to ruin this moment."

"Me neither. I love you."

"I love you too."

"Can we at least get something to eat though? I'm starving!"

"Sure thing, my love."

After their meal...

Spyro and Cynder collapsed to the floor. They were extremely full. Laying next to them was the skeleton of a sheep. They were so hungry that they picked the bones clean.

"That was delicious, Spyro. I didn't know you knew how to cook."

"The trick is to freeze it, then cook it."

"I'm just glad I'm finally free from the burden of wondering if you love me."

"I love everything about you, Cynder. Your beauty, the way you care about people, your heavenly voice, the way you walk-"

"What was that last one?" Cynder quickly sat up.

"Nothing!" Spyro's face turned red.

"Did you just say the way I walk?"

"No!"

"What is it about the way I walk that you like?"

Spyro gulped and said, "Umm, well uh, I uh, like to watch when you walk, because of how you sway your hips."

Cynder blushed as well. "We should probably get some sleep. We need to be well rested when we head for Warfang."

"You're right. I love you so much."

"I love you too. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

They kissed each other and then cuddled together as they fell asleep on the rocky floor.