bulgar is talking to his son, danube bulgaria.
'so where do u live now, son?'
'here dad :D in this palace'
'so u don't live in a yurt anymore?'
'no dad :D I'm not a nomad anymore, I became sedentary'
bulgar is like o.0 (he looks down on sedentary people as they're not as free as steppe people and this makes them weak) 'oh ok... and where is tangra's shrine?'
'I don't worship tangra anymore, dad. I became a christian :D '
bulgar is even more shocked. the romans' religion?
'oh... ok... but do you... do you still make yogurt? do u still eat yogurt?'
'yeah but I don't call it yogurt anymore. I call it kiselo mlyako.'
'why- why do u call it like that?' at this point, bulgar has gone pale.
'cuz I became a slav, dad. this is my language now. this is how I call this food now.'
'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO' bulgar cries out dramatically and wakes up. it's still dark. 'phew... it was just a bad dream :D I didn't marry onoghur, khazar didn't kill me, I didn't have a son who became a sedentary christian slav... no more midnight yogurt snacks for me :D '
'just once' the avar khaganate's voice sounds as he sits up 'just once I want to go to sleep and wake up without finding u in my bed'