“I’m... I’m that ludicrous purple dragon!!” He squeaks, spinning himself in a small circle once... twice... three times. He had to be sure he wasn’t seeing things!! This was unfathomable!! Out of the thousands of people in this city, and he got swapped with the small purple dragon!! “RRRR!!! First I lose Nina and now i’m being subjected to this?! To being treated like a child’s play thing?!” A Few small sparks fly past his lips in anger as he continues to ramble on about his current condition. “I am not some asinine toy you can swap, mix and match... WHATEVER!! I am Doctor-” No. He can’t even bring himself to finish that sentence. Hearing the young dragon’s voice spit out everything he felt and thought, it didn’t feel right. It didn’t SOUND right! Slamming a scaly fist on the concrete, the rest of his body follows suit and lays down.
“Alright... Alright... Keep a cool head, Cortex. You know this is the work of that jovial jester... Mad merrymaker or whatever. You just need to find yourself... Literally.” Now lets look on the positives! “Shouldn’t be too daunting of a task. This city is filled to the brim of idiots, neanderthals and peons. Seeing your glorious face among them all will not only be a welcome sight, but an easy enough find! Annnnd~” His new wings stretch out in pride. Well there was an attempt. He struggles to get them both fully spread for a moment. “Rrr.. Just... a little... Ah! There! Now I’ll finally get to look down on the rest of them!! Hehehehahahaaoohhh... that does not work with this voice...” Cortex makes a quick little pout, but gets back on all four again, trying his damn hardest to ignore how foreign this all felt.
Then something starts hovering around, flitting in his face. Something vibrant and yellow. “Ghhk! Wh-” Dragon arms flail around in an attempt to swat at whatever it was. Stopping the attempt to smack the bug, Cortex sees the little dragonfly, eyeing him with deep concern. Right. That dragon had a little bug pet didn’t he? “What? Worried about how your buddy is acting~?” They nod their head and in response and they’re given a scoff in return. “Look, Bug. I couldn’t care less. I just need to find a handsome devil of a scientist and I work better without your incessant buzzing in my ears!!” Using those wings again, he makes an attempt to smack the dragonfly away, to no avail. Instead it flies higher, away from him. “If you’re intent on following me, just stay out of my way. Lousy pest...” And he makes his way off to find the dragon who now donned his visage.
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