A/N: This took me a while to write, I actually enjoyed writing it as well.
"Will You Go Out With Me?"
Spyro ducked down as a bullet zipped past his head. It collided with the building behind him. A second shot rang forth. The sounds of foot steps grew louder until the dragons were just outside of his hiding spot. Once he was sure that they were all there he shouted, "Now." Bullets rained down upon the dragons from above.
Spyro listened and heard the lifeless bodies fall as they hit the ground. Through his headset he could her a female voice say, "Its clear, move now." Without a second thought he took off, running in the opposite direction that the shooters had come from.
Within three minutes he was standing just inside of an alley way. Across from him was the building that he needed to gain access to. Inside was a target that he and his partners were hired to kill.
Spyro watched the guards of the building as they paced back and forth, it was obvious that they were not trained and just hired gunmen. Spyro reached behind his back and pulled the sniper rifle that was there around. He pulled out a silencer from the inside of his pants as he crouched down.
Once the silencer was on Spyro looked down the scope and steadied his breath. He took aim at the guard that walked around by the side door. He made sure that the cross hairs were lined up with the guards head and shot. Not a sound was heard as the guard fell to the ground. Spyro touched his neck and asked, "Ember, how do things look inside?"
"No one has seen or heard anything yet. Make sure that you get in quick." Spyro thanked her for the update and looked up, there on the roof of the building to his left was a sniper rifle. On the end was a silencer.
Spyro asked, "Cynder, how do things look by the door?"
"No activity, at least none that I can see. Everyone seems to be in the main foyer." Spyro thanked her and dashed across the road. Once there he put the sniper rifle onto his back again and grabbed his pistol. An M1911 with a silencer.
Spyro opened the side door slowly, making sure that he was quiet. All was calm, Spyro's heart rate, the people inside, and the night air. All seemed to not know what was about to happen. Spyro slipped inside of the door and quietly shut it.
He could hear the people in the main foyer as they were talking. He was in the kitchen, his destination was on the third floor. Spyro looked to his right and could see a service elevator. This type was quiet, so no one would hear him coming.
He walked over to the elevator and slipped inside, with his tail he hit the button that was marked third floor.
The elevator began to move upward, as it did Spyro got ready, he cocked his pistol and then held it aimed at the entrance of the elevator. With a sudden grunt it stopped and Spyro looked out. The area was clear, for now. Spyro stepped out and crouched down, he then began to move forward, towards his targets room. He had to walk down a long hallway, turn right down another long hallway, and finally he turned left and down a final long hallway.
At the second to last door he stopped and pressed his ear against the door. On the other side was a voice that was talking on a phone, since no other person was in the room. He looked through the keyhole and saw that it was his target, when he turned his back to the door Spyro opened the door and slipped inside.
Spyro then took aim with his pistol, and as the man turned around her shot him in the head. The bullet went through his head and embedded itself into the glass window that was behind him. Spyro walked over and used his talons to get the bullet out of the glass. After that he walked back to where her stood and picked up the empty casing. He out them both into his pocket and walked back into the hallway.
From the hallway Spyro shut the door and ran back down it. Making his way back through the hallways and to the elevator. To his surprise it was gone, at the bottom. It then began to move. Spyro had to think quickly. Behind was a window, just outside of the window was a balcony.
He opened the window and stepped out, closing it behind him. From the balcony he spread his wings and jumped, gliding to the ground. He began to run as his feet came in contact with the ground. He looked back to the one building and saw that Cynder was following his example. Before too long he saw Ember walk out of the building and ran over to him. Altogether they began to run down the hill that was behind the house and made their way across the road at the bottom.
Across the road was a wide open plain, in it sat a helicopter. Spyro could see a ruby red dragon sitting in the pilots seat. As they drew near the dragon began to fire up the engines, the sound of it turning on soon sounded and they could see the blade start to spin.
As they entered Ember walked to the front and pecked the red dragon on the cheek before she went into the co-pilots seat. Together the two dragons lifted the helicopter off of the ground and began to fly away.
Once they were in the air Spyro and Cynder shut the side doors and sat beside of each other. Spyro did not look at Cynder and she did not look at him. Spyro fought inwardly within himself, Just look at her already. You know you love her, why can you not just simply look at her?
Cynder was also having much of the same problem, Just look at him, you love him. With as much as you love him you should be able to look at him. It will do no harm. She ultimately suppressed the urge to look at him but rather checked her gear. She wore a black vest over her, hiding her breasts and then looked down. Her pants dropped to just above her ankles and were also black. There were four pockets on either side of her legs.
Cynder then took the ear piece that was inside of her ear and let out a sigh. Upon her hip was holster, in that holster was an M1911 pistol that was purple plated, the same purple as Spyro's scales. Laying at her feet was an M14 with a silencer and a thermal scope. The wood was also painted the same purple as Spyro's scales.
Spyro looked down at his equipment. He also whore a black vest and pants with four pockets and a holster. In the holster was his M1911 which was black plated, the same as Cynder's scales. The same went for all of his guns. Spyro unzipped his vest and took it off. Cynder looked over and could see that Spyro was not overly muscular, but he was still fit.
Cynder whimpered as she said, "No fair, its hot in here and I can't take my vest off."
Spyro was a little shy as she said, "If you want me to I can turn around while you change." He looked at her and she nodded, so he turned his back to her. Cynder then took her vest off and as she did her breasts fell out, Cynder looked over at Spyro and felt a little disappointed that he had not snuck a peak. She reached over and slipped into a hoodie that went over her head and covered up her breasts. She then let her horns slide out of the hood before she said told Spyro that he could turn around again.
Spyro did and as he did he sat back, ready to be home and asleep. He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. Cynder noticed that he was asleep, she scooted closer to him and lied her head on his chest. She could smell his scent a lot stronger now, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It was maybe two hours later when Ember turned around and saw that the two were asleep. She turned back around as they began to descend. They landed with a sudden jerk, but that did not seem to bother the two sleeping dragons. Ember said, "Spyro, Cynder we are home. Cynder slowly stirred and sat up, she could see that Spyro was still asleep so lied her head back down.
Flame walked in and in a soft voice he said, "Cynder, please wake Spyro, we need to get inside." Cynder slowly roused from her sleep and looked at him. He repeated what he had said and walked away as Cynder nodded.
Cynder shook Spyro until he woke, as he awoke he rubbed his eyes with the back of his paws. He then stretched and stood up, he walked out of the helicopter and helped Cynder out. Then they walked over to the door that lead into their home. They had to walk three stories underground before they came upon their home. It was built as a bomb shelter until the government sold it, now it was there house.
The home was big, there was four bedrooms, a living room, three bathrooms, a kitchen, and an office. When you first stepped in you could see two rooms. To the left was the living room while straight ahead was the kitchen. A wall was to the right, it broke where the living room ended, the hall began, and the the hallway ended. Through the hall way was the four bedrooms and the three bathrooms. To the left was the office.
The living room consisted of a large fifty-five inch TV that was mounted on the wall. Underneath the TV was a stand that held all of their movies and all of their books. Across from the TV was the couch, it had three cushions with a love seat on either side of the couch. The floor was of wood with a shiny gleam to it.
The kitchen housed a refrigerator against the back wall, it was black. There was a pass-through that stood between the table and the living room. The table was big enough to fit six people. The stove was between the table and the refrigerator. It lie against the back wall, facing the wall that was between the entrance and the pass-through. Tiles served as the design of the kitchen floor.
The office held two computers that were side-by-side. There was also a small desk that housed a laptop, the laptop was for Spyro. He used it when ever he decided to sit down an write on his book. A printer was stationed on top of a filing cabinet that was located across from Spyro's desk. A chair stood next to Spyro's desk, next to the chair on the desk was a book that had a book marker in it. Carpet was laid down inside of the office, giving it a warm feeling.
Each room was also arranged differently. Every room was the exact same size. In Ember's room, which was the first one to the right, the wall were painted red, ruby red. Her bed lie in the middle of the room with the head rest against the wall. Above the bed was a ceiling fan. Her closet, which was across from her bed was filled with clothes. Her bed was also painted red and the sheets and the comforter was also red. Same as the pillow covers. She had a hardwood glossy finished floor.
Flame's room, which was the first to the left, held a pink room, his bed was pink and it was well away from the middle. It was in the far corner, away from the door. Next to his bed on the other side of the wall was his closet, in it was an assortment of weapons as well a a safe. His room also had a small chair that was in front of his bed that faced the door. His floor was the same as Ember's.
Spyro's room was the next one on the left. Inside his room was black, the walls and the bed were painted black. His sheets and comforter were also black as was his pillow covers. His bed was placed so that it lie in the center of the room. The headrest was like Embers, against the wall. His bedroom also had a closet, in it was a chest, the contents of the chest were only known to Spyro. There was a small stool that sat in the room, he used that stool to sit on whenever he was sharpening his swords, for his closet held old two-handed and double edged swords. His floor was of a hardwood green floor, it shone with a resilient brilliance.
Cynder's room was right across from Spyro's. Her room was always the neatest. Inside of the room was the same floor as Spyro's. Her walls, bed, sheets, pillows, and comforter was all colored the same purple as Spyro. She had a ceiling fan that was above her bed. In the closet which was on the adjacent wall were all kinds of clothes and necklaces.
Cynder and Spyro walked into the office while Ember and Flame sat on the couch. Spyro could hear the TV turn on and then the sound of gunfire erupted. He was again watching a war movie with Ember. He cared not to see which one. Instead he shut the door and walked over to his desk, He turned on the lamp that served as his light. He hit the button on the laptop to turn it on.
Spyro still had not shirt on and he stared at the blank screen of the laptop, waiting for it to pull up. Cynder sat down in the chair, as she did she looked at the clock that was mounted on top of the cabinet and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock. She picked up her book that was on his table and opened it to the bookmarked page and began to read.
The computer finally opened and Spyro opened the program that held his book. His desk had a drawer in it, the drawer already held the first thirty-two chapters of his book. He was halfway done with the thirty-third chapter. As Spyro opened the document he looked over at Cynder and saw that she was reading his first book again. The first in the series of books that he was writing, he was currently working on the second book.
He could see that she was on her favorite chapter, when the two main characters told each other that they loved each other. He smiled as he remembered how Cynder pestered him until he finished the book. She sat quietly reading the book. Spyro looked back at his screen and began to punch keys and watched as the words formed on the screen.
He continued to type, it was midnight when he finally said enough. He looked over his work and printed what he had. He then took the paper that he printed and stuffed it into his drawer. He stood up and stretched, as he did he used his tail to click the shut of button on his laptop. Once it was off he asked, "Cynder, are you going to read some more, or are you going to bed?"
Cynder put the book mark into her book and set it down on his desk, she then shut off the light and said, "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning." Spyro watched as she walked out of the office and into the living room. As she did she stopped to say goodnight to Ember and Flame, then she continued on down the hall and into her room. She shut her door and then all was still.
Ember and Flame shut off the TV, they then walked back to their rooms and went to bed. Even though Spyro knew what they did in their rooms once a month. Spyro sighed as he heard the sound of pounding against the walls. Spyro and Cynder had gotten used to it. Neither one of the dragons knew that the other was pawing themselves to the other.
Spyro again sighed as he walked by, he wished that they would confess their love for each other. He walked into his room and shut the door behind him, before too long he had taken his pants off and was under his covers, letting sleep overtake him.
Spyro yawned as he awoke. He rubbed his eyes with the backs of his paws. He sniffed the air as he smelled eggs cooking. He stood up and walked over to his closet. He opened the door to it and looked inside. He found a pair of black pants that would suffice, they were cargo pants. He also looked behind them and saw what he didn't want to. It reminded him of what he had once told himself.
What he saw was a suit that he had bought three months ago. He was going to ask Cynder to a date when he thought better about it and refrained. He did not know whether Cynder loved him as much as he loved her. Spyro sighed as he out the hanger that was holding his pants back up. He then grabbed a black shirt that he had, it was a long sleeve shirt. He out it on and closed the closet door.
He turned around and stepped into the hallway. The smell of food was unmistakable. He followed his nose and could smell the eggs. He walked forward and as he emerged from the hallway he stood motionless, he let his jaw drop. There sat Cynder, a cup of water in her hand and two mugs that stood in the middle of the table. On the stove was a skillet that she was cooking six eggs in. On another burner was a kettle, in it was water that was almost ready to start bubbling.
Spyro walked over and sat down at the table, right across from Cynder. Spyro listened as the water in the kettle started to boil. Cynder got up and turned the water off, as she did she also checked the eggs. She then sat back down. She looked at Spyro and he motioned to the mugs. Cynder quickly grabbed them and walked over to the kettle. She reached up into the cabinet that were above the stove and grabbed two tea bags.
She had grabbed green tea and placed a packet in each mug, she then poured the water into the mugs and set the kettle back on the stove. She grabbed each mug and walked over to the table. Spyro took his and Cynder took her. She sipped the tea while looking at him. After he took a sip he smiled at her. He set his down, feeling that the tea needed more time to sit and brew. Cynder was the same way.
Spyro continued to stare at Cynder as he let the tea brew. A thought then accord to him, he would surprise Cynder with a gift, then he would ask her the question. The question that he had meant to ask her three months ago. Spyro smiled as he lowered his gaze and looked down at the tea. With a flick of his wrist he grabbed the tea bag and threw it into the garbage bin. Cynder did the same.
Cynder then walked over to the stove and turned off the burner that held the eggs. She then grabbed two plates and placed the eggs onto them. From there Cynder brought the plates to the table and sat down, facing Spyro. He watched her hands as she gave him his plate. He had failed to notice it until now, but Cynder had licked one of his eggs. He could see it, but he acted as though he had not.
Spyro accepted his plate and reached down, grabbing a fork. He then began to eat the eggs. As he did he looked at Cynder and took note of her attire, she was now wearing a purple shirt with his name labeled on it, she also wore a pair of sleeping pants. She watched as he ate, looking at his tongue as he put the fork into his mouth. Whenever he looked up she looked down at her own food, contemplating with it.
Spyro was the first done with his food, he said, "Thank you Cynder. You really are a good cook. By the way, come see me in the office when you are done eating, I have something that I want your opinion on." She nodded as she continued to eat. Spyro walked out of the kitchen and into the office.
Once he was in the office Spyro closed the door behind him and ran over to to his computer. He then turned it on and tapped his foot as he waited for it to fire up. As it was booting up he watched the door knob, just waiting to see it turn. What he did not know was Cynder had finished eating and was now standing outside of the door.
She was arguing with herself, Just go inside and see what he wants. You go in there all of the time to read his book. This is the same thing, only he seemed a little nervous when he said it. She continued to argue with herself, not knowing whether she wanted to go inside or stay outside and wait for him to reemerge.
Spyro's computer was fired up. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only eight-thirty in the morning. He looked down at his computer and pulled up the same program that he was using last night. He quickly opened up a blank document and wrote a couple of lines down. He then printed the page and waited for Cynder to come in.
It was nine o'clock when she walked in. She walked over to her chair and sat down, she was about to pick up her book and read when Spyro handed her a piece of paper. He gestured fro her to read it. She began to read the paper, when she got to the last line she started to cry, it read I dedicate this book to the love of my life Cynder.
Spyro then stuck his hand out and waited fro her to take it, when she did he pulled her up, their faces were inches apart. Spyro asked, "Cynder, will you go out with me?"
Cynder's tears fell even more as she said, "Yes Spyro, I will. I love you."