Volteer took a breath before starting. Then his eyes drew focus on Spyro and Cynder.
"Mood Swing are a natural occurrence of witch hormones are released and makes the dragons mood…. You know… swing. They could be happy one moment and yelling and screaming the next."
Cynder focused on Volteer. Spyro never even blinked.
"Now Cynder can I use you for an example?" Volteer asked.
Cynder felt a nervous jolt go down her spine. She hesitated. Finally she accepted.
"Ok Cynder here has mood swings. Hers are slightly different from the ones I'm talking about."
Spyro's attention was focused on Cynder. He was watching her reactions.
"Cynder's situation was that she could not handle intense affairs… like bullied are something went wrong."
Cynder looked away for a second. Spyro got worried.
"Cyn, you okay?"
"I'm fine just… flashbacks."
"Cynder then had a mood swing. Well, one of the types. She had an emotional breakdown. Cynder uncontrollably cried."
As expected everyone turned around and looked at the blushing black dragon. Spyro was standing just in case they teased her. One walked up.
"Don't worry… They needed a bucket for me one day." The tan dragon assured.
"Yea I did not want a wet floor!" said his beloved. He then walked back to her side near the front.
"Now I thought I'd never see Cynder cry, knowing how tough she is. Even the strongest cry, Cynder"
She nodded, smiling.
"A good way to cope with these is… If your lover is experiencing an emotional breakdown you should comfort them. Cuddle them until they feel better. If they are having one where they are screaming their heads off ignore them until they calm down."
"Yea Spyro…." Teased Cynder. She nudged him with her shoulder as she said this. Spyro chuckled nervously.
"Now that covers mood swings…"
Volteer stood there thinking of what to talk about next.
"My goodness! I've run out of things to talk about…"
Down the hall a ways we were reading the book. The book had fables similar to ones on our planet: Planet Earth. Of course they had the dragon touch.
"Give a dragon a deer; He'll eat for a day… Teach a dragon to hunt and he'll eat for a lifetime." Was one of the quotes.
We all took turns reading. Steve read the short ones. I read the long ones. John read the medium ones.
"And so the ugly hatchling ran all the way home…." Steve finished.
"Hmm… Do you want to do something else?" I asked.
"Sure…" John sad grimly. He loved to read.
"If you want to continue reading that's fine with me." I told him. He nodded and read on.
"Alright, Steve lets walk around see what we can see."
So we walked off out into the large temple.
Volteer, however was still thinking. He looked towards Cynder's parents. They had odd looks.
"Coal and Linder must be growing impatient." He thought to himself. "Wait… THAT'S IT! PARENTING!" His brain then exploded with ideas.
"Alright now I know some of you want to have families with your loved, correct?"
The dragons got wide eyed. Bolt and Aqua looked at each other. They seemed to be asking silently "Do you?"
Finally after the moment of shock some of the couple nodded. Cynder was thinking to herself.
"Do I want a family with Spy? What would they look like? Would I be a good mother?" These questions rattled in her brain. Spyro noticed Cynder's stillness. He waved a hand in front of her. She shook her head.
"Cynder…."
"Sorry, lost in thought."
Spyro chuckled and looked towards Volteer.
"Parenting is a great reasonability. You raise a young dragon to follow you."
Aqua broke the stare and giggled.
"Linder and Coal should know about this." He said pointing his muzzle towards the two. They nodded.
"Raising a baby can be hard. Yet, all the precious moments you'll have are priceless."
Spyro was now thinking about being a parent.
"You'll have to take care of your female soon to be mother. She will need some help getting through the first pregnancy."
"That takes me back." Coal whispered to Linder.
"Yea… when I needed help getting up sometimes. Cynder's egg was heavy."
"The eggs are heavy."
"Honey?"
"Yes, sweetie."
"What if Spyro and Cynder decide to be parents?" Linder asked with worry in her voice.
"Well, I think they most likely start at least a one kid family."
Linder nodded.
"So I might be a grandmother?"
"Yes, you might."
"Now then. The female usually gets morning sickness. This is usually during the first couple of weeks. The expecting mother gets sick and may throw up from time to time."
Spyro and Cynder looked at each other. Cynder thought about being sick. She never even liked the feeling of a fever. She especially did not like throwing up. Plus if she does she probably would do it over and over again until her stomach is empty.
Spyro looked her in the eyes. He did not move. Eventually they brought their attention back to Volteer.
Close to the back:
Aqua and Bolt sat wrapped wings around each other. Aqua thought about morning sickness. The only thought that rattled in her brain…
"Oh great I already get sick flying. This would be like get hit in the gut and eating rotten meat at the same time!"
"Now then the hardest part about a female's pregnancy is the delivery of the egg."
Linder had flashbacks. One night she was in bed Coal by her side. She felt abdominal pains since they gone to bed. She kept it a secret from Coal though. In the middle of the night… her water broke. She woke up screaming. Coal woke up and instantly knew what was happening.
Back into reality.
"Reminds me of the night…" Coal said to Linder.
"Yea… That hurt so bad."
They stopped talking and turned their attention to the dragon couples. Volteer explained the phase of delivery.
"Let's just say the slit is a little small. The egg needs some effort to get out. While doing this the female will experience pain until the egg is out."
The dragons listened. They listened with bulging eyes. They soon stopped staring in shock. Some even asked their female companions if they want to go through this.
"No"
"maybe"
"Yes, I do"
These answers flocked around the room. Flame, Ember, Spyro, Cynder, Bolt and Aqua remained silent.
"Now then as you eggs don't magically appear out of nowhere…"
The dragons hearts ached they knew what was coming next.