Design Flaws (Part 1)
"Come, look!" He gestured, clearly excited. His newest creation gleamed brightly in the dark of his study, burnished gold against the muted earth tones of the room.
His mother did not look amused.
"What on earth are you fooling with this time?" she sighed. "Honestly, how very silly."
Golden eyes widened in offense, and before Clow could stop him the beast had sprung forward, ready to breathe fire.
...then tipped forward and fell, unable to balance the weight of its three heads.
"Cerberus!" He cried, concerned for his Sun Guardian.
"I warned you, didn't I?" Mother sniffed. "Three-headed dogs are completely impractical."