-Hour 20: Love and loyalty-

Spyro and Wagner rested on the top of a mountain after flying for hours. It was still raining; even after they stopped to rest. They went to a cave in the mountain to shelter themselves from the heavy rain. Spyro and Wagner did not say a word. Both of them were tired and weary from the long flight.

"Are you okay, son?" Spyro asked. Wagner nodded his head in response to Spyro's question. "Will your friends be alright, Dad?" Wagner asked. Spyro remained silent; ignoring Wagner's question. "Looks the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon. I guess we'll have to stay here for the night." Spyro said.

The both of them ventured into the cave. There wasn't anything there. It was just a small cave, fit for shelter from the harsh weather. Wagner lied down as they reached the deepest part of the cave, which seemed to be a dead end. "Will your friends be alright,Dad?" Wagner asked again. Spyro glared at Wagner. "That's none of your business!" Spyro said, raising his voice. "I was just concerned…" Wagner spoke softly. "Concerned?! You're concerned about them?! Aren't you concerned about me at all?!" Spyro yelled.

"It's not that, Dad… I was just…" Wagner said softly. "Just what?! Oh, I see… you want to be with them! You want to go against me!" Spyro shouted. "No… you said they were friends, so…" Wagner replied. "So, what?! You care about friends more than you care for your father?!" Spyro shouted once more. Wagner could not say anything. He just started to cry. Spyro stopped as he saw his son cry.

"You disgust me. Get away from my sight!" Spyro yelled. Obediently, Wagner moved away from Spyro so that he could not see him. The noon was long. It was as if time stopped by itself. Finally, the rain stopped in the evening. Spyro got up from where he lied down and approached the entrance. "Son, it's time to leave…" Spyro called out. Shocked, he saw Wagner on the ground, lying down.

"Son?! Son?! What's wrong?!" Spyro asked, shocking. Wagner could not move. Spyro touched Wagner's forehead using his hand. "Y-You have a fever…! Hang on, I'll find something…" Spyro said, concerned. Wagner raised his head and attempted to get up. He dropped back down as he did not have the energy to move. "Don't move, son. Lie down." Spyro said. "But, Dad… you need to go…" Wagner said weakly. Spyro kept silent for a while. Wagner is a little different that he is. Wagner cares about everyone else a lot more than Spyro. He cared so much for everyone else; he did not care about himself.

"Son… I'm really sorry I yelled at you earlier." Spyro suddenly apologized, patting his son's head. Wagner smiled weakly. "It's okay… I don't mind…" he replied weakly. A tear rolled from Spyro's left eye. "But… I'm really, really sorry. I never took the time to understand you, son. I just released my temper at you, without even thinking how you felt." Spyro said, feeling guilty. Wagner was shivering a little. "Hang on, son. I'm going to get some wood for fire. Stay here, okay?" Spyro said. Wagner nodded as he did not have the strength to talk.

Spyro was back in just a while. He placed the stack of wood near Wagner and blew a breath of fire. The fire lit and it was warm. "Are you feeling better, son?" Spyro asked. Wagner nodded. He was still shivering. Spyro did not have an idea on how to cure a cold. He wished he should have read that back in The Chronicler's room. He lowered his head, lost in thought.

"Okay, Wagner, open your mouth…" a familiar voice said gently. Spyro looked up to see who it was. It was Cynder and Sparx, positioned beside Wagner. "Cynder??? Sparx???" Spyro greeted, surprised. Cynder fed Wagner some medicine, which looked like it was contained in a golden bottle. Wagner fell into deep sleep straight after consuming the medicine. "He should be well by tomorrow, Spyro." Cynder said, turning to Spyro.

"How did you…" Spyro started to ask. "We tailed you all the way here. Having found out that Wagner's sick, Cynder rushed all the way back to the palace to prepare a medicine for him." Sparx said. Cynder remained quiet. "Didn't you say that he was an evil being?" Spyro asked. "I take back the words I said earlier… I'm sorry." Cynder apologized, lowering her head. "Hey, it's tiring enough for us to come and go from here just for that medicine!" Sparx suddenly muttered.

"I'm sorry as well, both of you." Spyro apologized in response. "Cynder was really worried about you and Wagner shortly after you left. Luckily, she managed to catch up." Sparx elaborated. Spyro approached Cynder and hugged her. "I'm sorry… and I'm really happy you thought like that." Spyro said, relieved. "After all… he's our son, right?" Cynder asked. "Our son?" Spyro asked. "Though you may have given birth to him, but in terms of relationship, I'm his mother, right?" Cynder asked. Spyro nodded his head.

"I'm really blessed to have a son like him." Cynder said. "You saw… everything?" Spyro asked. "Yeah. And you have to learn to control that temper of yours. Only our son is able to put up with that horrible attitude of yours." Cynder said. Spyro blushed and nodded his head. "And as for me, Wagner's has to call me 'Uncle'!" Sparx said. "Why so, Sparx?" Spyro asked. "Because, you're my best friend, Spyro. Therefore, he needs to address me as such!" Sparx said. Spyro chuckled and let go of Cynder. "I'm really happy that we're together again; this time with Wagner." Spyro said.

Cynder approached Wagner and patted his head. "You're a good soul, my son. I'm sorry to have called you an evil being." she muttered. She then pecked him gently on his left cheek. "Hey, Spyro. Why don't you give our son a well deserved kiss? After all, he IS our son." Cynder said. Spyro felt weird. "Uh… but he's like me… I mean…" Spyro stammered. "He's our son. It's okay to kiss him once in a while." Cynder said. Blushing, Spyro approached Wagner; who was sleeping soundly and pecked his left cheek gently. "GAY!" Sparx suddenly blared. "Ah, man… did you have to say that???" Spyro asked.

Cynder chuckled and pecked Spyro's right cheek gently. "Anyway, I sure do hope he feels better tomorrow." Cynder said. "I hope so, too." Spyro responded. They talked for a while and then slept after that. Spyro was happy since Cynder and Sparx forgave him and came back to his side. It was a lesson well learnt. Spyro swore that he will try not show his temper unnecessarily and he will care about others a little bit more from that point on.