DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!


"Hey Sammy girl!" Yvon exclaimed; he walked into the middle of the balcony.

Samus made a dark look, "Don't ever- ever- call me Sammy again."

"Yeah, yeah," Yvon said.

"How was your meeting?" Samus asked.

"Fine," Yvon shrugged.

"Cool."

"Are you expecting anyone?" Yvon asked.

"No," Samus answered. "I'm supposed to just stand around and talk to everyone until the princess gets back... which will be in a few minutes, supposedly."

"Yeah," Yvon sighed; then, he pointed. "There's something!"

Samus looked; a larger, brown dragon madea landing on the corner of the balcony, and fixed it's eyes on them.

Oh, hello there, the female voice sounded. Who are you?

"Hi," Samus said. "I'm Samus, and this is my friend Yvon."

"Hi."

You must notbe from around here, the dragon said. My name is Vixla. Were you one of the young ones sent by Ruby?

"Yeah," Yvon answered. "We're just waiting for news, I guess."

Okay. Well, I guess I'll be seeing more of you two in the future. Have a good night, then.

"Thanks," Samus said. "You, too."

Vixla walked away through the opening on the other side of the balcony.

Yvon looked at Samus, "Wow, we're getting good at this."

"I'm getting good at this," Samus corrected.

"How many dragons have you met?" Yvon asked.

"More than you!"