A/N: Hello everyone!

Just a lil thing i decided to start out. I will now be taking requests for small one-shots here in FF as well as in DA. Anyone can make a prompt and i will see to make the one-shot on the moment i have some free time. The prompt style is simple, all you will have to do is give me the word min. for the fic, and a word you want the prompt to be about.

Ex:

Word: assassin

Word limit: 200

Pretty simply, correct? As you know, the stories will all be SxC, so this is for all of you SpyroxCynder fans out there.

The prompt here was requested by the Girlfriend, just a little thing i made for her. As i said i am not taking requests. So do not fear and make your own request in a comment.

Thank you for your time, and i do hope you enjoy the one-shots. I will post any requests here, so keep an eye out for your own request! ^_^.

Prompt:

Word: Cute

Word limit (minimum): none

It was all too cute to see silly, brave Spyro like this, Cynder thought. Could the male dragon be anymore clumsy?

There he was, the grand prophecy's chosen dragon, as he hung from a tree rambled in a mess of torn twigs and broken branches. The pollen that had come down on him in a powerful shower gave him a dusty yellow look. He sneezed with strength, and then sighed from deep embarrassment.

If only he did not try to show off so much…

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It was his entire fault of course. Cynder had just walked into the large temple gardens as the 'boys' had gotten a bit rowdy. It was in this moment, what the dragoness came in, that Sparx dared to challenge his abilities in flying; and everyone knew, that despite his many denies, that he was not the greatest of aviators.

"I bet you can't even fly around the trees without getting yourself stuck, fat boy." Spyro glared at his small step-brother. "Seriously, have a salad or something once in a while."

It was then when the purple dragon noticed the presence of Cynder near. He glanced in the direction of the upcoming female; and that's when his blood began to boil. Normally Spyro would ignore something like this, but to be humiliated in from of 'her' was unacceptable.

"Do you want to bet?" Spyro returned his comment in a tone of bravery. Oh, indeed he looked not like a hero, Cynder thought, but more like a child.

'They're men anyways,' Cynder though as she shook her head in disapproval. Spyro did not notice this though, as she would expect. 'Let them be men…' She gazed at the two brothers who fought once more, and for a moment giggled. 'Although…'

It was then when a mischievous thought rushed through Cynder's head. Perhaps there was a good use for her feminine attributes. A test was now under go in Cynder's mind, and she was to discover how truly easy it was to manipulate the 'great purple dragon.'

The young female began to approach the two males in front of her. She waved her hips in a playful manner as she approached them; a soft giggle only complemented to this act of 'seduction'. As the dragoness would expect, Spyro was the first to notice.

His dumbstruck face was extremely humorous; and she barely even tried. The she-dragon could not imagine how easily he could get tamed. It was all too easy.

"Cynder!" Spyro spoke out in a tone of joy, as he smiled in a stupefied manner. Cynder only raised her tail in response to his words, and whisked them in a happy form. Spyro was pleased.

"Hey Spyro!" Cynder returned the call, and grinned in an innocent manner. "Sparx." As the dragonfly looked to her, he shot small smile as well.

"Hey Sexy," he called out. This did not only bother Cynder, but Spyro as well.

"Sparx!" the male dragon complained, as his glare became deeper. Cynder noticed Spyro's natural over-protectiveness of her, and chuckled. Her plan might work out more perfectly then she would have thought.

"Spyro," the mischievous dragoness proceeded with her 'experiment'. "You're not going to let that challenge down, are you?" She laughed softly as she noticed how quickly the dragon's interest for her words became. It appeared as if even his horns rose up. "I mean, not something like that from Sparx, right?" The purple dragon suddenly stared at his dragonfly brother, and a glimmer appeared to reveal itself in his eyes.

'bingo,' Cynder laughed deep in her thoughts, and as she looked at the small dragonfly that floated besides Spyro, she could tell he followed her flow as well.

"Yeah, to not take that sort of challenge from me would prove just how much of a softy you are!" Sparx teased in a loud tone. As he did so, Spyro became more aggressive. He lowered his stance, and crushed the dirt below him with his claws. "You know what? If you don't take this challenge, then Cynder's mine!"

"Hey!" Cynder growled as she fixed his eyes in his malevolent grin.

But this was enough to tempt Spyro…

"Show me the course again... Sparx," Spyro spoke in an aggravated tone.

Bingo. They had caught him.

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So there he was, rambled in the mess he had created of the poor tree he had come right into. The dragon had obviously failed, and his entire body now hurt. He attempted to move slightly, but was only stabbed in his left flank by a broken branch.

"Oww oww oww!" Spyro gasped in pain. Cynder gave a full laugh, and flew gracefully up to the tree Spyro was stuck on. She placed herself right where his head stuck out of the large batches of leaves, and as she levitated, placed her lips softly upon his. She tasted a bit of blood from the cut he had created in this reagon.

"Oh Spyro," Cynder cooed. "You don't have to show off to me. I like you the way you are…" She then grinned as she kept herself hovering in the same place. "Remember this as a lesson."

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