Spyro wakes up to the warm sunlight streaming through the window, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated after a good night's sleep. Stealth Elf stirs beside him, stretching her slender body and yawning gracefully. They smile at each other, and Stealth Elf whispers, "Good morning, my love." Spyro replies, "Good morning, beautiful," and share a gentle kiss.
The room is filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the sound of birds chirping outside creates a peaceful atmosphere. Suddenly, Stealth Elf's eyes sparkle with mischief. "Shall we start our day with some adventure?"
Spyro smiles at Stealth Elf, "In a minute, my love. Let me just enjoy this peaceful morning moment with you." He snuggles closer to her, feeling the warmth of her skin and the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathes. Stealth Elf wraps her arms around him, holding Spyro close as they both bask in the serenity of the morning. The sunlight streaming through the window casts a golden glow over the room, and the couple feel grateful for this quiet moment together.
Suddenly, Stealth Elf stomach growls, reminding them that they haven't eaten breakfast yet.
The two lovers head down to the lobby, where the delicious aroma of freshly cooked breakfast foods wafts through the air. Spyro's stomach growls in anticipation as he scans the buffet spread, featuring a variety of dishes, from fluffy pancakes to savory sausages.
Stealth Elf's eyes widen as she spots the fruit platter, and she quickly grabs a plate to start loading up on her favorite berries. Spyro chuckles at her enthusiasm and join her, filling his own plate with a mix of breakfast goodies.
As they eat, the two notice a few familiar faces in the lobby some of their fellow Skylanders, enjoying their own breakfasts.
Spyro leans in close to Stealth Elf, speaking in a low tone to avoid being overheard by the other Skylanders. "We need to come up with a plan to get Drobot to think about Cynder. Any ideas?" Stealth Elf's eyes sparkle with mischief as she thinks for a moment. "I've got it! We can sneak into Drobot's workshop and leave a subtle hint, something that'll make him think of Cynder without realizing it's not his own idea."
She grins slyly. "Like a photo of Cynder in a clever disguise. What do you think?" Spyro considers her plan, weighing the risks and benefits.
"Wait?! How do disguise a photo?" Spyro asks confused. Stealth Elf chuckles at his confusion. "Leave that to me, Spyro. I've got some sneaky skills up my sleeve." She pulls out a small, intricately carved wooden frame from her pocket.
"This frame has a special charm on it. It'll make the photo inside appear to be something else entirely." She grins sneakily. "Trust me, Drobot will never suspect a thing." Spyro raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Stealth Elf's cunning plan.
Spyro pauses for a moment thinking of a way to get in before speaking. "What if we sneak into his workshop through a window in the back?" Stealth Elf's eyes light up with excitement. "Spyro, you're a genius! Sneaking in through a window is the perfect plan. Drobot's workshop has a few windows on the side that are always open a crack for ventilation. We can slip in unnoticed and avoid the guards altogether."
She pulls out a small, flexible grappling hook from her pocket. "I've got this handy tool to help us climb up and slip in through the window. Ready to give it a try?"
"Since when do you have a grappling hook?" Spyro asks puzzled. Stealth Elf grins slyly. "A girl's got to have her secrets. Keeps things interesting, don't you think?" She winks at Spyro, and he laugh, knowing that Stealth Elf's mysterious nature is part of her charm.
Stealth Elf nods enthusiastically. "Time to put our plan into action, Spyro! Let's sneak into Drobot's workshop and leave that photo where he'll find it." She leads the way, grappling hook at the ready. Spyro follows closely, his heart racing with excitement.
As they approach the workshop, the sound of whirring machinery and Drobot's voice muttering to himself can be heard. Stealth Elf signals for Spyro to wait while she checks the coast. After a moment, she nods, and they both slip inside through the window.
Stealth Elf carefully places the enchanted photo frame on Drobot's desk, making sure it's visible and noticeable. Spyro watctet as she steps back to admire her handiwork, a sly grin spreading across her face.
The photo appears to be a harmless image of a sunset over the Skylands, but they know the truth, it's actually a cleverly disguised picture of Cynder. Drobot, oblivious to the magic, will likely glance at the photo and suddenly find himself thinking about Cynder. Stealth Elf nods at Spyro, mission accomplished.
Spyro and Stealth Elf quickly move towards the window, hearing Drobot's footsteps approaching. They both climb out just in time, avoiding detection as Drobot enters the room. They hold their breath, watching through the window as Drobot begins to work on his latest project.
Stealth Elf whispers, "Close call! But our mission is accomplished. Now, let's see if Drobot takes the bait." They both observe from a safe distance, waiting to see if Drobot will notice the enchanted photo and start thinking about Cynder.
Spyro and Stealth Elf continue to watch Drobot silently, observing his every move as he works on his project. He seems completely focused on his task, oblivious to the enchanted photo on his desk. Suddenly, Drobot pauses, looking up from his work with a distant expression on his face. He stares off into space, his eyes glazed over in thought.
Stealth Elf nudges Spyro, whispering, "Do you think it's working, Spyro? Is he thinking about Cynder?" He watches intently, trying to read Drobot's thoughts.
After a few moments of staring off into space, Drobot's expression changes, and he looks around his workshop with a hint of confusion. Then, his eyes land on the enchanted photo on his desk, and he picks it up, studying it closely.
Stealth Elf whispers, "It's working, Spyro! He's looking at the photo!" Drobot's expression changes again, and he looks thoughtful, lost in his own thoughts. Suddenly, he nods to himself, as if he's made a decision.
Spyro and Stealth Elf lean in closer, trying to read Drobot's thoughts. He's still holding the enchanted photo, his eyes gazing off into space. Suddenly, he mutters to himself, "Cynder...I must find Cynder."
Stealth Elf's eyes widen, and she whispers, "It's working, Spyro! He's thinking about Cynder!" Drobot's expression turns determined, and he starts typing away on his computer. They realize he's searching for information about Cynder's whereabouts.
Cynder finds herself standing in the grand courtyard of the Skylanders Academy, surrounded by bustling cadets and instructors. Cynder, once a rebellious outcast, now stands tall as a respected Skylander and mentor. Her piercing green eyes scan the area, watching over her cadets with a mix of discipline and care.
Suddenly, a group of young cadets approach her, seeking guidance on their latest mission. Cynder's expression turns serious, and she begins to offer words of wisdom and strategy. As she teaches, there's a hint of nostalgia in her eyes, remembering her own days as a young cadet.
Once Cynder finishes her lesson with the young cadets she decides to take a stroll around the campus. She walks along the winding paths, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling academy. Cadets of all ages and species hurry past her, some greeting her with respect and admiration. Cynder nods or smiles in response, feeling a sense of pride and belonging among her fellow Skylanders.
As she walks, she notices a group of cadets gathered around a large, ancient-looking tree. They seem to be discussing something in hushed tones. Cynder's curiosity is piqued.
Cynder approaches the group of cadets gathered around the ancient tree, and her eyes land on Blades, the showy, sword-wielding dragon. Blades is standing on a rock, posing dramatically as he regales the crowd with tales of his latest adventure.
Cynder rolls her eyes good-naturedly, familiar with Blades' love of attention. The cadets listen with wide eyes, clearly entertained by Blades' charisma. Cynder clears her throat to announce her presence, and Blades notices her. "Cynder! Perfect timing. I was just telling them about the time I battled a giant spider." He winks at her. "You know, the one you helped me with?" Cynder smirks.
As Cynder watches Blades regale the crowd with his exaggerated tale, she finds herself unexpectedly smitten with the charming Skylander. His confidence, charisma, and sense of humor captivate her, and she feels her heart flutter in her chest. Cynder's eyes lock onto Blades', and she can barely look away, mesmerized by his sparkling gaze. The cadets around her cheer and clap, but Cynder remains still, lost in her newfound admiration for Blades.
As he finishes his story and bows dramatically, Cynder applauds along with the others, her heart racing with excitement. Blades notices her gaze and smiles, winking at her. Cynder's face warms with a blush.
Cynder musters up the courage to approach Blades, her heart still racing from her newfound feelings. "Hey Blades, what's your plan for tonight?" she asks, trying to sound casual despite her excitement.
Blades leans against a rock, looking uninterested as he tells Cynder, "Oh, tonight? I'm just gonna hang out in my room, polish my swords, and maybe play some pranks on Jet-Vac." He shrugs, not even looking at Cynder.
But Cynder's heart skips a beat at the mere sight of him, and she finds herself captivated by his nonchalant attitude. She gazes at him adoringly, thinking, "He's so cool, even when he's being casual." Cynder tries to play it cool, nodding along with Blades's conversation, but inside, she's swooning.
Cynder stammers, trying to think of something to say to Blades. She wants to keep the conversation going, but her mind is blank. "Well, I'm...uhhh...going to go...patrol the skies?" She trails off, hoping Blades will pick up the conversation.
Blades looks at her with a hint of amusement, clearly noticing her nervousness. "Patrol the skies, huh? Alone?" He raises an eyebrow, and Cynder's heart skips a beat at the suggestion.
Cynder continues to stutter, her nervousness getting the better of her. "Y-yeah, um, uhh...alone, I mean. Just me and the wind." She forces a laugh, trying to sound casual, but Blades can see right through her. He chuckles and takes a step closer, his voice low and teasing. "Well, maybe you shouldn't be alone. Maybe you need some company...up there." Cynder's heart races at the suggestion, her mind racing with possibilities.
Cynder tries to play it cool, but her voice comes out a bit too quickly. "No, I'm good. Really. I like flying alone." She forces a smile, hoping to convince Blades that she's not interested in his company.
But Blades just raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. He leans in closer, his voice low and playful. "Okay, solo flyer. But if you change your mind, you know where to find me." He winks at her, and Cynder's heart skips a beat despite her attempts to resist.
Cynder's heart races as she tries to muster up the courage to express her true feelings to Blades. She opens her mouth to speak, but instead of saying "I love you," she quickly covers her mouth with her hand, pretending to cough. "Excuse me," she says, trying to play it cool.
Blades looks at her with concern, "Hey, you okay? Need some water?" Cynder nods, still trying to composed herself, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little...dry throat." She glances at Blades, her eyes locking onto his, hoping he won't notice the love radiating from her gaze.
Blades nods at Cynder, seemingly unconcerned about her sudden "dry throat." He turns to leave, not even bothering to say goodbye. Cynder watches him walk away, feeling a pang of disappointment and hurt. She had hoped for some acknowledgment, some sign that he cared. But Blades just disappears into the crowd, leaving Cynder standing alone, her heart heavy with unrequited love. She takes a deep breath, trying to shake off the feeling of rejection. But it's hard to ignore the ache in her chest.
Cynder thinks about seeking advice from someone she trusts, but she immediately rules out Spyro. As her fellow Skylander and close friend, Spyro is too close to her, and Cynder fears he might hurt her feelings and not be able to keep her secret.
She needs someone who can offer unbiased advice and keep her confidence. Cynder's eyes land on Stealth Elf, who's always been a good listener and the mother figure for her child. She decides to seek out Stealth Elf's guidance, hoping to find a sympathetic ear and some valuable advice.
Cynder realizes that Stealth Elf is also close to Spyro, and by extension, Blades. She fears that Stealth Elf might inadvertently reveal her secret or offer biased advice. Cynder needs someone completely removed from her social circle, someone who can offer objective guidance.
She thinks about seeking out Master Eon, the wise and powerful leader of the Skylanders. Master Eon has always been a source of wisdom and counsel, and Cynder hopes he can provide her with the advice she needs.
Cynder realizes that Master Eon, as the leader of the Skylanders, is also a bit of a gossip hub. If she confides in him, he might unintentionally share her secret with the rest of the Skylanders, and soon everyone in Skylands would know about her feelings for Blades.
Cynder wants to keep her emotions private, at least for now. She needs someone who can keep a secret, someone who is completely outside of the Skylanders' social circle. Suddenly, she remembers a wise fairy named Persephone.
Cynder remembers that Persephone, speaks in riddles and broken phrases, making it difficult to have a clear conversation. While Persephone's wisdom is beyond doubt, Cynder needs someone who can offer more direct and fluent advice. She thinks about other options, but her mind keeps coming back to the need for confidentiality and objectivity.
Cynder considers seeking advice from Jet-Vac, but she quickly dismisses the idea. Jet-Vac's awkwardness and lack of experience in romantic relationships make him an unlikely candidate for offering valuable advice. She remembers his clumsy attempts at flirting with the female Skylanders and his general cluelessness about emotional matters.
Cynder needs someone with more emotional intelligence and relationship experience to guide her. She continues to think about who might be able to offer her the advice she needs.
Cynder's eyes light up as she thinks of Gill Grunt, the charming and wise Gillman Skylander. She remembers how he always knows exactly what to say to make his friends feel better, and how his calm and gentle nature puts everyone at ease.
Cynder decides that Gill Grunt is the perfect person to confide in, hoping that he'll offer her some valuable advice and guidance. She sets off to find Gill Grunt, feeling a sense of relief wash over her as she knows she's making the right decision.
Cynder makes her way to Gill Grunt who is sitting out on a pier fishing. Cynder clears her throat trying to get his attention. Gill Grunt answers with a warm smile. "Cynder! Come on over, what brings you here today?" He scoots aside, allowing Cynder to sit down.
She takes a deep breath, feeling a sense of comfort in Gill Grunt's presence. Cynder sits down on the edge of the pier, and Gill Grunt joins her, his expression attentive. "What's on your mind, Cynder?"
"I think I'm in love with Blades but, he won't even acknowledge me." She answers. Gill Grunt listens attentively, his expression sympathetic. "Blades can be a bit...distracted sometimes," Gill Grunt says gently. "But that doesn't mean he's not worth pursuing."
He pauses, choosing his words carefully. "Have you considered that maybe Blades doesn't know how you feel? Sometimes, people need a little nudge to realize their own feelings." Gill Grunt's eyes sparkle with encouragement. "Would you like some advice on how to give him that nudge?"
"How?!" Cynder asks slightly annoyed. Gill Grunt leans in. "Well, Cynder, sometimes the best way to get someone's attention is to make them feel like they're missing out on something. You know, create a little mystery, a little intrigue." He winks at her.
"Why don't you try spending some time with other Skylanders, have some fun, and make Blades wonder what he's missing?" Gill Grunt's grins. "Trust me, Cynder, Blades will take notice."
"Like make him think I'm in a relationship with someone else?" She asks. Gill Grunt nods enthusiastically. "Exactly, Cynder! Make Blades think you're interested in someone else. It'll stir up his competitive spirit and make him realize his feelings for you." He leans in closer, a conspiratorial look on his face.
"Just be careful not to lead the other Skylander on, okay? We want to spark Blades' interest, not break someone else's heart." Gill Grunt winks at her. "Now, who do you think would be the perfect 'pretend beau' to make Blades jealous?"
"I don't know anybody." She says with a sad expression across her face. Gill Grunt chuckles. "Don't worry, Cynder. I've got just the person in mind. How about Hex? She's always been a bit of a mystery, and Blades has never really paid her much attention. If you start spending time with her, he'll definitely take notice."
He smiles slyly. "Plus, Hex is always up for a bit of mischief. She'll play along with our little plan."
"But I don't want Blades thinking I'm attracted to girls." Cynder says trying to shoot down that idea.
Gill Grunt nods understandingly. "No worries, Cynder. I've got another idea. How about we use a male Skylander to make Blades jealous? Someone like... Dino-Rang?" He smirks .
"Dino-Rang's always been a bit of a charmer, and Blades has never really seen him as a threat. But if you start spending time with him, Blades might just get a little jealous." Gill Grunt leans in closer. "Plus, Dino-Rang's always up for a bit of fun. He'll play along with our plan."
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Cynder says, her sadness washing away. Gill Grunt grins, satisfied with Cynder's decision. "That's the spirit, Cynder! I'll help you come up with a plan to spend some quality time with Dino-Rang. Maybe we can even convince him to take you on a few 'training missions' together." He winks at her.
"Blades will be green with envy in no time." Gill Grunt pats Cynder on the back, offering her a reassuring smile. "Remember, Cynder, confidence is key. You got this!"
"But how do I ask him to be in a fake public relationship?" Cynder asks. Gill Grunt chuckles. "Leave that part to me, Cynder. I'll have a chat with Dino-Rang and explain the situation. He's a good sport, he'll play along." He leans in closer, a conspiratorial look on his face.
"But if you want to make it more convincing, you could casually mention to Dino-Rang that you're looking for someone to 'practice your social skills' with. He'll catch the drift and offer to help." Gill Grunt winks at her. "Trust me, Cynder, Dino-Rang will be eager to help you 'improve your social skills'."
"Thanks Gill." She says. Gill Grunt smiles warmly. "Anytime, Cynder. That's what friends are for. Now go out there and make Blades jealous!" He gives her a encouraging nod. "And remember, confidence is key. You're an amazing dragon, and anyone would be lucky to have you." Cynder feels a surge of gratitude and determination. She's ready to take on this challenge and see where it leads.
Cynder spreads her wings and takes to the sky, soaring over the landscape as she heads back home. She lands gracefully outside the house, where she knows her beloved baby dragon, Esra, and her loyal friend Eruptor are waiting for her.
Cynder smiles warmly as she enters the door, greeted by the sight of Esra playing with a ball of fire and Eruptor watching over him with a gentle eye. "Hey there, little one!" Cynder exclaims, scooping up Esra in a warm hug. "Mommy's home!"
Eruptor looks up at Cynder with a warm smile. "Esra's been doing great, Cynder! He's been practicing his fire-breathing skills and getting stronger every day." He chuckles. "Although, he did try to 'roast' my favorite rock collection earlier.
But overall, he's been a little angel." Eruptor glances at Esra. "I've also been teaching him some basic combat moves. He's a natural!"
Cynder gently places Esra in his crib, making sure he's comfortable and secure. She then turns her attention to her own bed, feeling a sense of relief wash over her as she slips under the covers.
The softness of the blankets and the comfort of her pillow envelop her, and she lets out a contented sigh. Cynder closes her eyes, feeling her eyelids grow heavy as she drifts off to sleep, surrounded by the peacefulness of her cozy room and the gentle snores of Eruptor in the next room.
Thanks for reading this chapter, I'm honestly starting to lose motivation with this story.
See you in the next chapter, hopefully:)