Part 1
Imagine being surrounded by a dragon's horde. He left a while ago, and you got tired of waiting, so you decided to explore. The first thing you checked were the windows, which opened to a field filled with flowers and the most amazing views of the mountains you've ever seen. You aren't sure where you are, but you know there's nobody else around. It should fill you with dread, maybe you should be scared, but right now you can only feel the anger boiling inside of you because he not only kidnapped you, but he ran away before you could scream at him because of it.
You continue exploring, finding room after room of fine paintings and the most beautiful dresses and jewelry you've ever seen. Every place you look at, there's something ancient and probably expensive to look at. You are mesmerized, but the anger keeps boiling over all other feelings.
Movement behind you startles out of your spiral. You turn around to see a scared-looking dragon who is tentatively stepping into the room you are in.
The dragon appears in front of you, carrying at least twelve grocery bags that he unceremoniously drops in front of you. A few ice cream containers fall from the bags, and you stare at them. Then at him. Then back at the ice cream. He doesn't offer any explanation.
"What is this?" You ask him, more confused than anything else. He left hours ago, he dropped you into this castle and ignored your existence, and all of sudden he's back and dropping a bunch of ice cream in front of you.
"Ice cream. You- You said you wanted your ice cream... So i went and got you some. I didn't know which one was your favorite, so I picked one of each. I hope that's okay. Yes. Okay. Ice cream," he stutters through his little speech, and you hate how adorable you find that.
