It has been five days since Cynder started using the mints. She had been going through violent mood swings, black-outs, and whenever the drug wore off, her headache would return even worse than before. And now, she has run out. "What? I can't be out already! I need more!" She was in her room staring into the empty container.

"Cynder, what's wrong? I heard you scream!" Spyro was standing in the door way.

"Umm umm." Cynder was trying to think of a way out, but the pounding headache didn't make it easy. "I ran out of... medicine. I need to get more."

"You just stay here. I'll go get-"

"NO! I-I-I mean, I really should go, you don't even know what store it is."

"Actually, it's probably best if I went to a different store. Whatever medicine you got has some really weird side affects."

'No! I need my mints! Spyro can't go,' Cynder thought. "Spyro, If you love, you'll let me go," she said in an innocent tone.

"I do love you, Cynder. That's why I'm going. I'll be back." He flew out the window.

"Spyro, wait!"

Cynder heard a voice behind her. "I thought he'd never leave!"

Cynder turned around and gasped when she saw the shadow dragon from Viscar's house. "Y-you! What are you doing here?"

"I heard you ran out of mints. I'm here to see if you needed more. By the way, my name's Mogguth." He spoke with a wide grin on his face.

"Yes... I can't live without them."

Mogguth pulled out a small metal container from under his wing. "You want 'em?" Cynder nodded with a needy look on her face. "Heh heh. Twelve gold."

"What? But last time, it was five!"

"Viscar gave you a discount for being a first time customer. Twelve is the standard price."

"But... but I don't have twelve gold."

"Well... you could pay me in a... different way." The large dragon chuckled.

Cynder jumped back at his comment. "W-What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean," he spoke in a seductive tone. "Just let me show you a good time." He began sniffing Cynder.

Cynder quickly removed her bracers. "Here. Each of these is worth three gold. That should be a good trade."

Mogguth took the four bracers with a disappointed look. "Fine," he said with a snarl. He dropped the metal case to the floor and flew out the window.

Cynder opened the lid and saw twelve green pills inside. She took two out, swallowed them, and giggled as she began to see red.