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TLoS LM 36: 'Die Lebe...' pt2.

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Meanwhile, Spyro had just woken up, cynder had considered it a good idea to let him sleep for a while...

"Spyro!" she called out as he woke.
"Oh... Hey Cynder..." he sighed.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
"I don't wanna talk about it..."
She jumped onto the bed, and lay next to him.
"You can tell me..."
"I don't want to..."
"Go on..."
"NO." the purple dragon spat, he then snorted. "Fine, I've been thinking..." he then grew sad again. "It's... It's too hard. It hurts... Loving you while you can't love me back..."
"But..." Cynder protested, a horrible feeling growing in the pit of her gut.
"I mean, you have the mind of a child, Cynder..." he continued. "You're not... you. The dragoness I know. And I love her, and..."
Cynder felt a lump in her throat. "You don't love me?" she croaked.
"It's not like that..." the purple dragon sighed.
"Then what is it like!?!" She cried.
"You don't love me!" he shouted, sitting up. "You can't. You think like a baby! I loved the mature Cynder! The one that understood her feelings! You don't even remember her!"
"But I do!" the black dragoness whimpered. "Please... I'm sorry..."

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Back at Ddraig and Cystal...

Ddraig's head was a mess, but he had to say something, anything!
"The king of Kaharharr married a barmaid." Ddraig stammered, so quickly he could barely understand himself.
"What?"
Ddraig blushed. "Uhhhh..." He noticed Cystal fiddling with her tail in her paws, and couldn't help but notice... notice how pretty she was. "King Korinth's wife, Selturir, she used to be a barmaid..." Ddraig stammered, then winced.
"Why the hell did I say that?!?!" He thought to himself.
"Erm... ok..." cystal responded. Then Ddraig realised what he was saying.
"Don't you see? What I'm TRYING to say is this: it doesn't matter who you fall in love with... So long as..." He'd ran into a corner again, he'd end up having to tell her now... "So long as the person you love... loves you... back... Oh..." Then, for a moment, Ddraig swapped his cheeks for a red dragon's he blushed so violently.
"Ddraig, what are you saying?"
Then, the black dragon king felt himself get annoyed. Not at her, not in any way at her, but at himself.
"Oh come on... I thought it was clear by now?" He stammered suddenly. "I mean... I like you... I REALLY, like you. I invite you around, cook for you, and... well... I find you... really, really..." He paused, embarresed; Ddraig had NEVER had a girlfriend in his life before (he was even still a virgin), and, he just didn't know what to say. "... I..." the best way he could think to get his words out was to bark them out, like he'd shouted at soldiers her commanded a long time ago. "I find you beautiful! Ok! There, I said it!" He faceplanted once the words came out.
"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said it like that..." He sighed. "I just... Never done this before..."
Then, there was a sparkle in cystal's eyes.
"So, you do like me then?"
Ddraig sighed. "Well... I did kiss you first, didn't I?"

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Meanwhile...

"But... I'm not so childish anymore!" Cynder protested.
"Really?"
"Yeah! I mean it! I was being a bit silly around Dad earlier, but then he got really serious. Then I got really serious, then I got absorbed in this green glow, and I started acting differently."
"Well, you did call him 'dad' instead of 'daddy', that's something I've noticed, but..."
"Don't say but!" The black dragoness sobbed. "It's not my fault I'm like this!"
"You opened that bloody letter!"
"I had to! To save my sister!" she cried, then she paused. "What would you have done if it was you and Sparx in that position?"
Spyro then stopped, and glared at her. "You leave Sparx out of this!" he snapped. "You... You know how many times I've almost lost him! I still have! I don't know where he is, and you dare to bring up memories like that..."
"I'm sorry! Why don't you get it!?"
"Because I've lost you!" Spyro finally screamed. "...I've lost you... You don't love me..." He sniffed. "So why should I even care? I'm alone now..."
Then... Cynder felt herself be taken by a feeling, inside her. She walked up to Spyro, and brushed her snout against his.
"You're wrong..." she whispered. "I told you..." Spyro then gasped in amazememnt, as a blinding white glow broke from Cynder's heart. "You're NOT alone..." she whispered to him. "I love you..." Her voice had never been so calm, and sincere. Spyro felt his legs go to jelly, and he grabbed her, holding her tightly.
"You're... You..."
She smiled. "I've got a lot to apologise for, haven't I?" she asked.
"No... You don't..." Spyro cried.
"I really do love you, you know." She said to him, her voice returning to it's normal tone and style. "So, I assume I'm forgiven then? If you won't let me apologise for making fun of you..."
"I'm just happy to have you back." He croaked.
"Yeah... I'm happy to have me back too..." Cynder chuckled in response. She then pulled away. "Come on! I need to tell Ddraig."
Spyro smiled, for the first time in weeks. "Of course. And..." He smirked. "I know better than to try to make you follow me..."
The two dragons smiled, despite the sorry truths of the memories they shared, it was a memory they shared, so it was a happy memory none-the-less...

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Cystal sat up, followed closely by Ddraig.
"So, you do?" she asked.
"Do what?"
"You know what I mean Ddraig. If you mean it, please say it. I NEED to hear you say it."
"But I can't..." He stammered. "Everytime I try to tell you... I just... clam up..." His head was low to the ground, he was slightly ashamed of his cowardly turn.
"Look, I can keep a secret." she told him. "If you don't want anyone to know..."
"It's not that. I know what you're thining. 'Oh, Ddraig may give a damm, but he doesn't want the outside world to know because I'm a painter!'." he replied. "I don't care what job you do. I'd feel the same if you shovelled dragon turds for a living..."
Cystal giggled. "I suppose that's the closest thing to a chat-up line you can muster right now, hmm?"
"Look... I want to be the stylish, charasmatic dragon king to court you. But... I'm shitting myself here... I really am."
Cystal then took it up a step; she walked up to him, so close that their chests almost touched. She gazed longingly into his sapphire blue eyes. "I've already said. You're the nicest male dragon I've ever met... That isn't my dad..." she whispered to him. "And... Sod it, I'm gonna say it. I love you. And... I really hope that you love me too."
Ddraig, hearing this, suddenly felt a surge of confident warmth flow through his mind.
He smiled, comfidence flowing through him like his blood. "I love you too..." He told her, causing Cystal's eyes to widen; she didn't expcet him to really say it back.
"Oh... my god..." She stammered.
"He doesn't care... I'm an atheist..." Ddraig smirked, kissing her on the cheek.
Suddenly, Cystal exploded with exitement. She wrapped her wings around Ddraig, and rubbed her head against his.
"Thank you..." she cried happily.
"And all I did was kiss you..." he smirked, sitting there casually while Cystal squeezed him.

And through all this, Cynder spied through the keyhole of the parlour door.
"So, what's going on in there?" Spyro asked.
"Oh..." Cynder smirked. "Ddraig you lunatic..." she giggled.
"What?" Spyro was smirking now. "Come on, tell me..."
"Ddraig made me promise that... well, asked me to keep quiet about the fact he fancies Cystal... He was scared of the fact..."
"But?"
"Well... He's suddenly found the bravery to tell her." She smiled. "He deserves it, I think... Putting up with me and all."
"You're not a burden to him." Spyro remarked.
"I was when I thoguht you had cooties..." she grinned.
"You what now?"
Then she chuckled. "Never mind..." she commented, before giving the purple dragon a quick peck on the the cheek.

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And all was well in the Ixeniejir household, for now...<b>
NOTE: There is some sweares in this page, but not quite enough to warrent a flagging.

Well, I wanted a happy chapter in LM. So here we are.

CYNDER'S CURED! YAY! Party!

And, Ddraig has finally said to Cystal how he feels about her. DxC is born! (That's DdraigxCystal, to those who haven't been paying attention. Begone, "not-Spyro"xCynder haters!).

But, things will be taking a nasty turn soon... Some people, will know that already, as I've dropped many a hint...

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TurboRex300's avatar
wait, Sparx is missing?