He grabbed the last gem he found.

Ever since defeating Gnasty Gnorc, he and Sparx decided to go find the rest of the gems that needed to be found. It took the two nearly a week, but it was worth it. Now that they got everything it was time for them to go home. Traveling back to Artisan didn't take them too long, only getting back at sundown.

He set the bag of gems down. Spyro stretched his body out, resulting in some pops and cracks from a few areas. Being out that long could make a dragon and dragonfly feel tired. He started yawning. If he could, he would drop to the ground and sleep that way but he knew Nestor would get on him for that. Speaking of him, he noticed Nestor walking up to him.

"Welcome home, Spyro." Nestor said. "Did you find all of the gems?"

Spyro nodded. "Every single one." He yawned.

"And that tired you out?" Nestor joked.

"Nah, I'm as energized as ever!" Spyro exclaimed. "I could go another week of gem finding no problem!"

The elder smirked. "Well if that's the case, then I guess you don't need a vacation to Dragon Shores-"

"Wait! I wanna go, I wanna go!"

Spyro's reaction made Nestor laugh. It always seemed like he had fun messing with him like that. He knew Nestor was joking and messing around, but he always fell for it each and every time.

"We can get going tomorrow." Nestor told them with a smile. "You need some rest from everything over the past week or so, so go on ahead."

Spyro nodded and started walking back, dragging his wings through the grass. He felt too tired to keep them up. Once he was home, they got to the bed and plopped down on it.

In about no time at all, he fell asleep and so did Sparx.

"Rise and shine, kid!" Nestor pulled the blanket away.

That caused Spyro to nearly fall off the bed. His eyes widened massively and his wings spread out. Two of his legs immediately went on the ground to catch himself.

"I'm awake! I'm awake!" They yelled out.

After a minute or two, he got up normally as if he didn't get woken up the way he just did. The other dragon put the blanket back onto the bed; Spyro fixed his bed up. He fluffed and adjusted his pillow then called it finished. The young dragon ran to the door, but he turned around to get his sunglasses. He put them on then ran back to Nestor.

"Say, where did you get these anyways?" Spyro tilted his head and raised his eyebrow.

Nestor sighed. "You know how I told you I found your egg and took care of you from there?"

Spyro nodded.

"Well, those very sunglasses were right next to your egg." Nestor started. "There wasn't a note, just those. I went all over the dragon realm but nobody knew where your egg came from nor who your parents were. Same with the sunglasses."

Spyro looked downwards. It seemed odd that they would be left with sunglasses, of all things, instead of a note. He thought he could try to find out what was going on. Although, that was an adventure for another time. For now, it was time for them to go to Dragon Shores with Sparx and Nestor. They all headed outside then into a portal nearby.

When they got to the other side, the fresh ocean breeze filled their nostrils. Breathing it in caused the younger dragon to smile. They walked ahead and inside the place. In front of them was a movie theater they would have to enter from the side. To their right, there were a couple of games, a dunking booth and a hit-the-targets stand to be precise. The latter had a few prizes one could win. To the left, there was a roller coaster and little food stand almost right next to it. The rest he couldn't see, he'd have to walk around more to know if there are any others and what they were.

The little dragon couldn't decide what to do first, they all seemed fun to do. Eventually he decided with the dunk booth first. He ran over to it and Nestor only followed. They were each given a ball to throw. Nestor only scoffed looking at the small ball he was given. Spyro, on the other hand, took it and shot it, almost right on the bullseye. The guy inside fell down to the water below him. Nestor patted Spyro on the head.

Once it was Nestor's turn, Spyro looked behind him as he took a step back. Nestor puffed his chest up. He then shot out a fireball at the target, destroying it entirely. The wood that held the target was now broken with sharp ends sticking out. Residue of flames were visible to everyone around. The guy fell down for a second time, possibly the last time for a while.

Spyro stood up on his hind legs. He raised his arm up and he had his hand open. Nestor looked at it for a moment before high-fiving with a smile. He opened his mouth but before he could get a single word out, Spyro started running off to the roller coaster. He chuckled as he followed them. Spyro jumped into one of the carts and he was bouncing. Nestor sat down next to him. He buckled them both up. The roller coaster then started moving.

As the ride went on, they started seeing balloons on the sides of the tracks. Nestor shot a small fireball at one of them, resulting in the balloon to pop. On the next one, Spyro tried to do the same thing but ended up missing. Nestor tried to keep his laughter in while Spyro crossed his arms and leaned back. Nestor patted their head for trying. For the rest of the ride, Spyro kept trying to flame the balloons. He only succeeded in getting a few out of who knows how many.

They got out of the ride. Spyro's stomach started growling. Since the food stand was a few feet away, they went over there to get some food, mainly sort of breakfast for Spyro. Once they got some, the younger dragon started eating it as if he was starving for several days.

"Slow down, it's not going anywhere!" Nestor said with a smile.

Spyro then coughed one or twice. Nestor patted Spyro's back. After that he stopped coughing. He still kept eating like before, though, as if he wasn't interrupted by him coughing. Nestor only sighed and shook his head. As the elder ate, he looked to his left then snickered. Spyro looked over in confusion, only to see the tunnel of love ride which made him even more confused.

"You know, I sometimes wonder if you'll ever have a partner, especially one to go on the tunnel of love with." Nestor playfully nudged the younger dragon.

Spyro only responded by sticking their tongue out and making noises of disgust. He looked in a different direction. His tongue went back in his mouth and his eyes widened. He pulled his sunglasses down to his nostrils. He tugged on Nestor's clothes, who looked down at him. Spyro pointed at what he was staring at. Nestor looked where he pointed. There was a wooden guitar hanging up as a prize at one game they saw coming in.

"If you want it, go on ahead," Nestor started, "but I'll have to see if it's authentic or fake."

Spyro nodded, finished eating what he got, then ran over to the game stand; Nestor followed. The little dragon stood up as he took one of the water guns. He shot the targets that popped forward as Nestor looked at the guitar. Spyro got all but one, missing it from aiming incorrectly. He tried once again to hit the last target before it went down. On the other hand, without anybody noticing, Nestor shot a tiny spit fireball at the target and it hit. It counted as a hit, causing Spyro to win. With a big smile, he cheered in victory.

The guy took the guitar down and handed it to Spyro. He took it, running his claws through the strings from up to down. It gave out sounds low and high. It needed some adjustments and tuning, but he was happy with it. He threw the strap part over himself, putting the guitar on his back. He returned being back on fours.

"So where to next, kiddo?"

Spyro turned around. "I'm going for the movies!" They ran ahead.

"Hold on a minute!" Nestor went after him.

The two came through the portal.

It felt like they had been there for a couple of hours, but the dark sky they walked under said otherwise. Spyro stretched his body out. He took his sunglasses off and looked at them. Nestor put his hand onto Spyro's shoulder.

"Are you good, Spyro?" He asked.

Spyro looked at Nestor. "Yeah, I think I'm gonna go to bed. All the fun today drained my energy." He gave him a smile.

"Okay." Nestor replied. "I'll see you tomorrow, then."

Spyro then ran off to his room. When he arrived, they set his sunglasses down on a handmade end table. He laid down onto the bed. The dragon lit a candle beside him. Said candle then lit up the area around them. He then stared at his sunglasses. There were times where he couldn't help but wonder about what happened to his birth parents and who they were, even if it wasn't a priority to him for the moment.

It wasn't that Spyro wasn't happy about being with the Artisans, he really was, but anybody like him would wonder about what, who, and why. Whatever the reason, he wouldn't be mad, he just wanted to know why he was abandoned here. He wanted to know why the sunglasses were the only thing left with his egg. There were so many questions he had, yet possibly no answers to be given nor found. Spyro wanted to know what the possible answers could be. If there was nothing for him, then he would be fine with that. He was happy where he was now.

He was sure that Sparx was thinking the same, or at least similar. Spyro knew he was looking at the sunglasses the same way he was. Maybe it was for the same reasons, maybe it was for different ones, that part they just couldn't tell. It wasn't something he needed to ask. There wasn't a reason that he had to. He let out a yawn. He supposed it was time for them to rest now.

Spyro blew out the candle light.

A/N: They/them pronouns for Spyro as well because why not, couldn't stop at the trans part XD well, nonbinary part technically since that came first before the trans masc part. Might as well go all the way it I'm going that far lol. Originally I was gonna have the next chapter as chapter two instead, but I thought some people might think the ending part might be out of nowhere so this was born. Might have it be a foundation for other things too but we'll see.