I do not own the OC, Amy, or Kane's outfit both of which are the creations of pinksakura271.

By the time dinner rolled around, Ciara and Jordan at least had stopped giving Amy the silent treatment and Ciara had pretty much been silently stealing Amy's turducken all through dinner. Turned out neither dragoness was a big fan, which left a significant portion to go to the three who arguably ate the most, Ben's father Adam, Queen Mother Belle, and Ciara herself. Jordan eating, but not nearly as much as her girlfriend could pack away in a single serving. But to save the royal castle, the moment the cake came out and was served, Ciara used her magic to remove the sugar from the slices given to the dragon twins. The cake still tasted sweet because of the strawberries in it, but not sugary enough to induce a sugar fueled chaos rampage.

Ciara did appreciate the architecture of the palace. Not to mention, she actually knew exactly where every brick had originally been created. And that the fireplaces were all newer attachments. She'd have remembered putting so much fire into a single house. That and the echo of what was left of Blaze's voice was begging to start teleporting through the fireplaces to see how they were connected. Downside of being incredibly young for an immortal was that Carnage had been her dark side and Blaze had effectively been her youth.

Needless to say, there was a specific reason her childhood had been cruddy, and that's because she had no time to let Blaze be Blaze. Nothing was fireproof on the Isle.

"Why do I not feel like going on a sugar rampage?"

Amy asked. Ciara smiled.

"I removed the sugar from your servings and transferred the sugar to Ben's. I don't even think he realized it."

At that moment, Ben was mid bite and sighed.

"No wonder it was so sweet. Tastes good though. I'm not complaining."

Mal and Amy looked like someone had just kicked a cute kitten and then said it was the kitten's fault. Jordan and Ciara both taking pictures of the sad and dejected looks on their faces that were oddly adorable.

"Not to be offensive, but this castle is older than Malignancy and I'd like to see it last until she dies."

Mal and Amy gave quiet nods and Belle chuckled.

"Thank you for making sure my home did not end up in the same condition as the school. Thank you for thinking up that vinegar solution as well."

Ciara hummed.

"It wasn't a problem removing the sugar, but I didn't come up with the dragon repellent. If you were just trying to scare off Amy, you could do the same thing with hot sauce, but you'd have to aim it really well."

Amy growled. She hated anything that was spicy, as much as she did bitter. Though she now knew why she'd been kept away from Ciara's wine stash.

"Hey, Ciara, did you tell Jordan about your wine stash?"

Jordan nodded.

"I know. She gave me the deed to her winery up in northern France. She doesn't drink much anyway."

Ciara hummed.

"I don't need alcohol to fuel my flames. Last time I got drunk every time I made a fireball it came out some kind of purple. It took me a moment to realize I was still burning the alcohol out of my system despite not being drunk."

Jordan laughed and Ciara groaned.

"It's not funny! I once drank the entire contents of a wine barrell, wasn't drunk, and burped up something from a KISS concert. It's not funny, that's just weird! It came out like a flaming rainbow!"

Jordan laughed hysterically as did Amy and Mal. Ben had the dignity to stifle a laugh mostly because he saw Ciara take a swig of wine from her cup and swallow.

"I'm just going to try my hardest to get drunk. I don't want to remember having this conversation and I'm immune to memory wipes."

She grumbled. Jordan not even stopping her when the cup was transformed into a straw, connected to a wine barrell that was summoned into the room. After finishing her dinner, she continued to drain the wine barrell. A few wine barrells later, Ciara still didn't seem to be drunk, and Adam was impressed.

"I know you burn through alcohol, but that's still an impressive alcohol tolerance."

Ciara nodded.

"I guess. Best part of this is that I can't get hang overs."

Jordan hummed.

"But for me you at least end up getting hyper cuddly."

Ciara thought about it for a moment, and before she could say anything, Jordan was scratching the base of her neck and Ciara hadn't been paying attention, which meant she instantly started purring. Loudly.

"Is she….purring?"

Belle asked. Amy was in too much shock to ask. Not once had she ever heard Ciara purr like that.

"Yeah. Turns out demons have a select few cat like traits depending on the demon. Malignancy got night vision and balance, Rumple got patience and stealth, Ciara got the urge to hunt and, well, this."

Amy was amazed.

"My best friend purrs like a cat!"

Ciara snapped out of her scratch induced haze of contentment and growled at Amy.

"Do. Not. Pet. Me. Only Jordan. She can pet me."

Jordan chuckled at the defensive growl that came from Ciara, complete with multi colored flames coming from between her teeth. Amy cringed back.

"Okay, okay. Only Jordan can pet you. Message received and understood. I won't pet you. I promise."

Ciara hummed and lowered her head to let Jordan pet her easier. She really did enjoy the attention, especially from Jordan. She was rather easy to please in that way. Unless she was grouchy. That was when people got nipped at for trying to pet her. Jordan failed to say she actually got a lot of cat like mannerisms. One being that you could pet her until she got sick of it, and she'd then move your hand with her tail.

Cute, but it did get annoying. Even for her.

She was mildly surprised when Jordan stopped suddenly, and she sat bolt upright.

"Wait, why'd you stop?"

Jordan pointed to her tail, which was wrapped around her wrist. Ciara sighed.

Damn my tail making decisions for me. I was enjoying that.

A/N

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