Spyro's POV

Forge wanted to play outside in the forest with Spike. I wasn't going to leave them of course but still, it was a long walk sense neither of the dragons could fly yet. After about an hour of playing tag the two young dragons were finally tired. Of course as soon as they had a snack they fell asleep, snuggled up under a tree. Kids will be kids.

"You know bro, you really got a way with kids. And I bet that'll come in handy later in life." Sparx commented as he tried to grab another moth to soon as I relised what he was refering to I couldn't help but blush. "Sparx!"I shouted before immediately lowering my voice so i didn't wake the kids, "Well it's true ain't it?" Sparx asked mouthful of insect, "Yes, It's true, I love her." I admitted. Sparx laughed before he realised what I said, shaking his head smiling he told me that I was getting into some pretty weird stuff, but he was glad for me. I nodded before I started chuckling.

"What? Is there something in my teeth?" Sparx asked as he looked for a reflective surface. "No," I replied, "But if memory serves correctly You were the most opposed to having the "Evil she dragon" around and now you're fine with having her around?"

"I admit, I was and probably still am a jerk. I didn't give her a real chance to be herself. I treated her like a monster. The dark master did all those awful things that I held her responsible for when she was merely a enslaved tool." Sparx explained. "What you're saying is that if a warrior killed someone you hold him responsible, not the sword he used?" I asked, Man I've spent too much time with Brian, now I'm starting to sound like him.

"Exactly, thats what I'm trying to say. And I'm sorry."

"It's OKay Sparx, I forgive you, And I'm sure Cynder does too." i assured him before a mean grin formed across my face. I was gonna love every second of this: "Why are we always talking about Cynder and me. I mean, You got anyone special?" I asked knowing that it would catch him off guard.

"Oh yeah, I got someone waiting for me back home with mom and dad," Sparx answered with a shrug until he froze for a moment. "Alright, you got me Spyro," Sparx admitted as he facepalmed himself, "But I still ain't saying who she is, Got it?" He asked. "Oh I got it," I teased him, "NOTE to self: Read Sparx's diary when you get the chance." I said out loud.

"Uh, Bro, I don't have a diary." Sparx reminded me.

"Oh, keep forgetting that," I teased him, "Hmm, I wonder if you told Mom who? Maybe she'll tell me." I thought out loud.

Defeated, Sparx pretended to ignore me as he flew up into a big tree. Laughing softly I turned around to discover Forge trying to catch a grasshopper, he must of woken up when Sparx and I were talking.

"I got it! I got it!" Forge called out as he moved his claws to see his catch better. Of course, to Forge's dismay, it escaped as soon as it had room to move, hopping away into the tall grass. "Aww, He ran away. . ." I decided to cheer him up with a joke, "Good. that means he's smart enough to know when to run. Like when a dragon a million times bigger catches him." Hearing this, Forge stood up straight and strided around proudly. "Roar! I'm a big dragon! Roar! Roar!" He cheered, I decided to play along as I strided up next to Forge so that my shadow was casted over him. "Oh! Are you a big dragon?" I asked sarcastically, " 'case if that's so, I'm a bigGER dragon. I win." "No you don't! Raa!" Forge responded as he pounced into my side starting a playfight. We wrestled and rolled on the ground for a bit before I took off hovering just outside his reach.

"Hey no fair! That's cheating!" Forge called out as I had a sly grin on my face. Until Spike jumped on my back causing me to land face first in the dirt. Doing so I hit my nose on something metal.

Once I manegen to convince the boys to stop double teaming me I tried to dig the metal object out. Scrapping more earth away with my tail I revealed a crude looking chest.

"Look! Buried treasure!" Forge cheered as he and Spike jumped down into the hole that I dug.

"Open it! Open it! Hurry and Open it!" Sparx begged as I looked for a keyhole. None, instead I found a sentence written in what I thought was a different language. I slowly picked it up and slid it onto my back. "Are we going? Why?" Forge whined as we started on our way. When I told him it would be more exciting if we opened it in front of the Guardians, All either of the boys could ask me is "Are we there yet?"

It was annoying.

Sorry that's only 860 words and not the usual 1000. look forward to all your reviews.

Also, If thier happens to be any promising artists reading this, I would like it if one of you could draw me a cover picure for this fanfic, just a picture of Spyro, Cynder, and Brian together.

That is all,

Arrowheadlock