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Cynder came back after five hours. "Sorry. I guess I ate too much."

Spyro noticed Cynder was a little thinner. "No shit. Okay, I admit it, bad pun."

Celia sighed. "Finally! Let's get this over with. Braniac!"

A white and grey dragon with an unusually large hard walked in on two legs. "You called?"

"Yes. Spyro, Cynder, this is my mage. His name is Braniac. Braniac, these are two new residents Spyro and Cynder. Those two hatchling are Spyro's children. I'm on my way to the city of Nox. I need you to give our guests their Havens and teach them how to use them. I'll be sure you receive your payment in the mail."

Braniac bowed. "Understood, my lady."

Celia then kissed both Spyro and Cynder on the lips, surprising them. "I'll see you later." She smirked and flew out the main door.

"Did she just kiss me?" asked Cynder.

"That was weird..." said Spyro.

"That just means the queen trusts you," said Braniac. "Please follow me." They followed Braniac through the palace and into the basement at the back. They walked down the circular stairs and found a small lab. "Here we are. Please have a seat."

Spyro put his daughters down and sat in a soft pile of hay by some beakers. "Just what are we doing here? Celia said you were going to give us something?"

Cynder sat next to him. She looked at a beaker next to her; her reflection seemed to be angry. "Don't give me that look, T."

"Huh?" asked Spyro. "Did you say something?"

Cynder looked at Spyro and laughed. "I'm just talking to myself."

"I guess this realm is really getting to you," said Braniac. He grabbed two hand mirrors from inside a drawer and set them on the table. "I'll need a blood sample from each of you." Cynder got up first and approached the mage. "Hold out your paw please." She lifted her left paw as instructed and Braniac inserted a syringe into her elbow, making her wince. He pulled back on the plunger and allowed her blood to flow inside. "Thank you, you're doing an excellent job." Cynder smiled to herself pridefully and Braniac took out the needle. He then grabbed the second one. "Okay, Spyro. Your turn."

Spyro jumped up in fear. "Get that fucking thing away from me!" He ran around the room in fear while Braniac tried to calm him down.

"Spyro, it's just a shot!"

"No! No needles! I'd rather die!" He broke some glasses and caused the babies to scream.

Braniac sighed and watched Spyro's movement. "Judging by the velocity and his level of fear, by the time I finish speaking, he will be right... here!" He punched Spyro in the nose and knocked him down. "Now hold still!"

Spyro tried getting away. "No! No! AHHHH!"

Cynder just watched with a giggle. "The legendary purple dragon is afraid of needles?"

Meanwhile...

Celia landed in the city of Nox. She walked through the beautiful city and enjoyed the view: Human merchants sold cheap goods, residents were playing tag, and two male dragons were getting it on in the middle of the street. She reached a large tower shaped like a cock in the center of the city. She knocked on the door and a human woman with red hair opened the door. "I'm here to see Grace and Vincent."

The woman nodded and let her in. "Welcome back, your Majesty." Celia sat down in a chair in the blue lobby while the woman entered an elevator.

Celia yawned and stretched. "Man, this form is tiring!" Her body suddenly began forming cracks. Dark, deep cracks surrounded her frame. Her body then fell apart to reveal a human wearing the queen's clothes. She had black hair, dark skin, blue eyes, and a young, pretty face. "Much better."

The elevator dinged and two humans came out. One was a tan woman with blond hair and blue eyes, the other was a tan younger man with brown hair and green eyes. They both smiled at the human Celia. "Mother! Welcome back!" They both hugged her and they all laughed.

"What's up, mother?" asked the woman.

"Yeah, is there any news?" asked the man.

"Hello, again, kids! I brought great news! We have two new potential fighters! Sending that signal worked!"

"That's great! So Rameses is gonna be hurting this invasion!" said Grace.

"Maybe we can drive him bak for good!" said Vincent.

"Well, children, we'll just have to wait and see."

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Grace and Vincent are my kids in real life, though Grace is 5 and Vincent is 3.