Wouldja look at that! I've done it again! I have updated three days in a row now, if you count the day I posted the first chapter. Let's see how long I can keep it up! Anyway, the title is a little reference to a movie sequel, and although I've never seen the movie, I HAVE heard the name mentioned by Jeff Foxworthy (may he never stop being funny). Anyway, not much romance in this chapter, but a LOT of creativity that I actually came up with within a few seconds. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 3: The Morning After

A few hours later, after the sun had risen, it was Cynder's turn to wake up and find her fiancé missing. She didn't think much of it. After all, this time it DID make sense to go find breakfast. She decided she would go back down to the river and see if Spyro was down there. They usually caught fish in the mornings, because that was the best time for river fishing in that area. Cynder didn't know HOW Spyro managed to catch so many fish, but whatever he did, it worked wonders. Well, when she wasn't with him anyway. She'd tried asking him, but he just told her he had "skills" or something like that, which she knew was an obvious lie. Little did she know she would find out soon enough what he was really doing.

When Cynder got down to the river, she found out she was right. Spyro WAS fishing. Since they couldn't use spears, they often did it the old fashioned way: bobbing. Or that's what Spyro called it, because it always made him feel like he was bobbing for apples. They would lie in wait for an unsuspecting fish to swim or leap by, depending on which direction it was going, and then when the time was right, they'd snatch it up in their jaws, bite it hard to kill it, and then place it on the ground. Sometimes they'd even let its blood drip into the river to attract the more carnivorous fish when they felt like it.

Cynder realized that Spyro hadn't seen her yet, as she was still some distance away, so she decided to see Spyro's method of getting the fish when she wasn't around.

Cynder just stood back and watched for a while. Spyro just sat there, staring. She was about to get bored, thinking he really WAS telling the truth, and just walk up to him, but then she saw him start to move. He dipped his claw just barely into the surface of the water (why does it seem to have a slight bluish hue to it?), and then the water suddenly froze over completely (Oh, THAT'S why.). He then walked over to a seemingly random spot and barely tapped the ice there with the same claw, only it was an orange hue this time. The ice underneath and around it melted into a small pool. He then dunked his head into the pool. When he pulled it out, there was a fish flopping around in his mouth. He bit it suddenly, and the fish went rigid. He carried it with him over to another spot, set it down, and repeated the process in another spot. When he had all the fish he needed, he put them in a pile in the grass nearby and unfroze the river. Just as he was walking back to his pile, Cynder decided to take her chance and walked up to him.

"I see what you did thar," she told him, using a somewhat common phrase some people used on occasion when they saw something amazing or something they probably weren't supposed to see.

"AAH! Oh, it's just you Cynder. Saw what now?" He said back to her with a sly, sarcastic grin on his face.

"Your 'skills', as you've told me so many times before," she told him.

"That doesn't explain anything," he retaliated.

Cynder sighed with annoyance. "You froze the river to stop the fish where they were, then walked over to the best ones, unfroze them in a small pool so they couldn't escape without leaving the water, and picked them up and killed them. When you were done, you unfroze the water to erase the evidence, along with other reasons that have nothing to do with it."

"Alright, you got me. Although, it was a pretty clever trick, wouldn't you say so?"

Cynder gave another exasperated sigh. "Sure, whatever."

"Do you want to see how I get them back already cooked?"

"…You know, THAT little detail had completely slipped my mind somehow. Yeah, how DO you do that?"

"Watch and learn!"

He walked over to the pile of fish and turned to look back at Cynder briefly, just to make sure she was watching. Then he looked back at the fish and used his Electric powers to create an orb of electricity around him. He then directed the flow of energy toward the pile of fish. The fish suddenly, yet slowly, floated up to the orb and stuck to it. Spyro began to rise into the air.

"Follow me!" he yelled to Cynder, who was just watching him in awe at his brilliance.

She followed him as he half-flew, half-floated back to the cave. When they got there, Spyro lowered himself so he was just above the ground, directed the current of electricity so the fish were all in the same general area on the orb, then ended the flow. He landed on his feet with a grin on his face as if nothing had happened, and the fish, now fully cooked, landed on the ground with a series of plops.

"So. Whadda ya think?" Spyro asked Cynder.

Cynder just stared at him for a moment, gaping, and then suddenly shook herself back to reality.

"That was…brilliant!" She said.

"It was, wasn't it?"

"But how did you think that up?"

"I remembered how static electricity worked, and I also remembered the way I used to move things around and throw Apes all over the place with electricity, and I realized that by forming an orb of electricity around me and controlling its current, I could turn myself into a living electro-magnet, and the electrical current would also cook the fish in the process!"

"But doesn't the electro-magnet thing only work with metal?"

"Since it employs static electricity as well, it can also work with other things. It takes a more focused blast for most other things though, especially the heavier things."

"Once again, I gotta admit, you're a genius."

"And as I've said so many times before, as have you, I have my moments."

Spyro then began to walk into the cave, a sly, clever grin on his face, and a fish inside it. Cynder decided to follow suit, and grabbed her own fish to eat. It tasted just as good as ever, although now that she knew how it was done, she realized it wasn't as good as it would be if fished for and cooked like normal people would, but it was still better than usual, which said something about their cooking. As they were eating, they tried to figure out what they would do for the rest of the day until Hunter's party. They finally decided to just go about the day as they normally would.

Cynder's final words during the meal? "Wow, that was good!"

So what did you think? And by the way, "thar" is not a typo, that's actually a phrase some people use when they are joking around or whatever while texting or something. If you see any mistakes I made, let me know. Oh yeah, the whole "Elemental Claws" thing was just something I made up. I just decided that he would, by now, have learned how to control the elements in more ways than just his breath. Review and Subscribe please!

WARNING: OC coming up soon. ;)