Spyro and Cynder grew more and more moody for one another. Cynder loved every second with Spyro. Spyro wanted to make her happy. Spyro then broke the kiss and decided to trail a claw down her belly. He started from her neck down. Cynder was surprised on what he was doing. Yet, she enjoyed it.

"That feels…. Ah… Nice."

Spyro couldn't help but smile. Cynder held Spyro's neck as he did this. He soon realized he went down past the middle and decided to stop before he got too close to…. You know. He did not want to go that far… yet. Cynder wanted more than just a claw down her belly. But, before she could ask for more… Steve happened to barge in.

Spyro and Cynder's cheeks were as red as the coca cola can. They started at the green alien with eyes wide open. Steve didn't notice them though. He just stood there staring at the wall.

"Cynder, slowly get off me and try not to get Steve's attention." Spyro whispered to his lover.

"Ok." Cynder gently stood up. But, as she did I called Steve.

"Steve that is the wrong room!"

"Oh jeez." He said as he ran out the room. Cynder looked at Spyro. Then she stood up off of him.

"Man that was awkward."

"But, ."

"Yea… it was."

Spyro could tell Cynder was upset about Steve ending it too soon.

"But, don't worry we will continue this at night." He cooed.

"That's what I love about you Spyro, can't wait till then."

After that Cynder wasn't sure what to do next. Spyro had an idea though. He wanted to walk to Central Park.

"Hey Cyn, do you want to go on a walk to the park?"

Cynder thought about it for a moment, she decided that would be perfect.

"Yes, let's go."

"Okay."

As they walked down stairs… we making plans of our own.

"Why do you want to walk around, DT."

"We can't stay cooped up in the tower the entire time we are here.

"Plus, Steve who knows until someone rescues us." John added in.

"I wouldn't say rescue, more like retrieved. Well, because, we are not in any kind of distress."

"DT, you and your smarts sayings and words of wisdom."

"Anyway… any place we could go."

"Nah, we'll just walk and explore around Warfang."

"Okay…"

After that we were going down the stairs.

Spyro and Cynder walked side by side. Spyro would look around at the building , some of which were being rebuilt after the war. This reminded him of something.

"Cynder, you know we will be noticed sometime."

"Yea, being heroes of the world, and all."

Right after they said that. A small young dragon screeched;

"Hey, it's Spyro and Cynder!"

Next thing they knew they were surrounded by other young dragons.

"I think we did a little more than get noticed." Cynder chuckled

"Well, this puts a dent in our walk."

The dragon suddenly went silent.

"You mean you two are in love?" The one little dragon asked.

Spyro was not sure how to answer this. But, Cynder on the other hand knew she had to spill the beans. She lowered her head to the little one's size.

"Yes, we are."

He was still. Cynder stood up, worrying she made a terrible mistake.

"YAY!" They all screamed.

One of the older ones walked up.

"You two are perfect for each other."

Another one walked up.

"If you're in love, why don't you kiss her?" A youngling asked.

"I'm not sure we can do that here…" Cynder patiently said.

"Oh come on no adults are watching…"

"Oh Al-" Cynder did not get to finish. Spyro kissed her on the check at least, not on the lips because they are in public.

"Aw…." The crowd said.

Cynder really wanted to be on their way. She was about to ask them to leave, when something saved her from doing so.

"Hey guys look in the distance!" One yelled from clear in the back. The entire crowd looked behind them and ran off in the direction of the voice.

Spyro and Cynder were puzzled for a moment. Then, they decided to get on with their walk.

"Man, I'd thought we'd never get out of there." Spyro teased.

"Ah, Spyro, they're little and curious."

Once they finally made it to the park they sat down in the grass. They watched young once play tag or hide and seek. They saw their parents watching over them. Cynder smiled. She eventually started to drift towards a small nap. Spyro was about to was well. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a ball hit Cynder's muzzle. She woke up and saw it roll off away from her.

"Hey, what was that?"

She looked around. Spyro was now awake too. He looked around for the culprit. They soon caught eye on a teen dragon walking towards them.

"Excuse me miss, can my little brother have his ball back?" He asked kindly. Cynder saw a little toddler crying in the distance.

"Oh yes."

She picked up the ball with one of her paws and handed it to the dragon.

"Thanks, mistress." He said in a muffled tone. Cynder watched as he trotted over to his brother. He lowered his head to his brother's. The youngling grabbed the ball and squealed with joy. Cynder and Spyro leaned in heads and smiled. They knew they couldn't stare at the young one for too long.

After a while more in the park, Spyro decided it was time to head home, for dinner. Cynder was snoring beside him.

"Psst,"

Cynder groaned and moved.

"Cynder, we need to go."

"What?"

"Come, we are going to be late for dinner."

"I was asleep that long?" She asked sleepily.

"Yea."

"Alright I'm up."

Spyro looked back at the toddler and the teen playing pass. Spyro and Cynder started on their way home. This time they took the long way. They passed a shop, some houses and a small fountain. They continued on. They passed an unmarked building. They heard a familiar voice.

"And then… This one ended up falling off the tail beam."

"NU UH! YOU PUSHED ME!"

"I was just seeing if gravity still worked."

"The whole building laughed loudly."

Spyro and Cynder looked inside.

They saw it was a small café like place. Then, they saw us sitting in the center table.

They walked in. One of the moles noticed them.

"Hey you two!"

"Hi." Cynder nervously said.

"You got to hear this guy's stories. He is a card!" He said pointing at me.

"Oh trust me I heard them before."

"Come on, DT we're going to be late for dinner."

"Dinner? Well, why not have it here?"

Spyro thought about this.

"Well, sure why not."