Talk:Dragon/@comment-4407082-20160311191815/@comment-26376061-20160319183210

"Well, alright...I'll help yo-" "Master! I got us some ice cream!"...I freeze up, as Morgan, my maid/girlfriend, walks up to us. "Master...who's she?" She asks, pointing to the Dragon. "She just needs my help putting on sunscreen, as she can't do it very well with claws." Morgan rummages around in her bag and pulls out one of those sunscreen aerosol spray cans. "Here you go, now could you please leave? We're kinda on a date." The Dragon walks away, and I spend the rest of my day with my beautiful girlfriend.