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@xinalith
Xinalith opted to have a longer shower than usual; gone for about thirty minutes, the demon would soon reappear in the new area of their quarters, looking for their precious donari and new addition, Twizzler.
Once they spotted the two, Xinalith made their way over with a warm smile on their face, arms wrapping around Pax's waist from behind.
Hello love. Missed me?
How are things here? Also, I forgot that I could've just used magic. But here we are.
Twizzler was showing Pax around. Or maybe being showed around? It was hard to say what was happening when Twiz was tripping over their own tongue, getting mad at it then falling over their wing. Needless to say Pax had his phone out in tears as he filmed so Xinalith didn't miss it.
Feeling their arms wrap around him he was already sniffling a bit.
I did miss you. Twizzler is being so cute, I filmed it, here.
And his phone was being shoved into Xinalith's hands so they could look.
He paused at that, a long hum.
Right...magic. How do we always forget that?
Anyways we've just been wandering around. Truthfully I have no idea what Twizzler wants.
Speaking of Twiz, upon noticing that Pax was no longer following and Xinalith was now here, they waddled (and tripped) their way over with none stop squeaks before headbutting the demon's leg. Or falling into it? Both?
Feeling his phone being pressed against one of their hands, they took it but still kept one arm around Pax. Actually, they were now using his back as a support beam so they could rest their head against it, cooing at the videos.
Oh, he is so cute. What a precious little thing.
Handing his phone back to him, their arm was snaking back around Pax as they chuckled, shrugging their shoulders.
I don't know. But at least I'm properly showered now. So you can give me a kiss again.
But apparently, that would have to wait... much to Xinalith's dismay. For little Twiz was now demanding their attention! Peering down, they chuckled before pulling back slightly, crouching down to Twizzler's level.
Hello.
They were beginning the infernal speak now apparently, waving at him.
Do you want to keep going? We can follow you.
They were even gesturing towards where Twizzler came from, as well as tilting their head in that direction.
Isn't he the cutest? I could explode.
Hmm, a kiss you say? Well you do deserve on...
Well who was he to deny Xinalith a ki- oh they were moving to focus on Twizzler. Right they should focus on the baby...but his kiss...now who was being a baby?
Crouching down with Xinalith, Pax just watched for now.
Twizzler let out a squeak. Little turning stomps into a full circle and another squeak. This was serious business probably. Turning once more he tripped on his own wing, rolled onto his back and got stuck. Distressed squeaks and he wiggles, and damn he wiggled. It was like he had no bones and he squirmed around.
When nothing was working, he simply gave up. Arms flopped out wide, tongue lolling out, eyes closed. Playing dead.
Maybe Twiz was somehow a spawn of Pax and Xinalith...
Worry not Pax, Xinalith still very much wanted that kiss. They wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise. But alas, you can't ignore a baby wyvern. What if it started to bite Xinalith's ankle to death because of how big and scary he was? (Moreso... gummed their ankle to death, really.)
All the demon did, similarly to Pax, was watch Twizzler do his little dance. Then fell. Then wiggled around. Then died.
...
Oh dear. He didn't live very long.
Xinalith teased, reaching over to pick the little creature up before turning him gently back on his feet, keeping their hands near him in case he decided to wobble and fall again.
Better?
Speaking of better... Xinalith made sure to quickly turn their head and steal a kiss from Pax. They wanted their smooch, damn it!
And is that better for you, love?
Seeing the display at hand Pax had conflicting emotions. A paternal instinct to help, but also that was hilarious. How did Twiz even wiggle around like that? Where did he learn to play dead?
Wow we are terrible parents.
Pax teased back. Though by the little gurgling and choking on spit, Twizzler wasn't great at playing dead.
At first when he was turned over he was still playing dead, falling into Xinalith's hand. That was until he seemed to clock his feet were on the ground. An eye peeking open as his tongue was pulled back in. A few little squeaks and stomps and suddenly he realised he was alive! A little hop and all! Back to his little stomps to...somewhere? The watering hole? It looked like he was going to the watering hole.
Pax was also very thrilled with a dopey smile.
Perfect I would say. And look, you revived the dead. Don't tell Death about that one.
Watching Twizzler he gently chuckled and stood up once more.
So much personality and only an hour old. We're going to have our hands full.
Truly terrible. This is exactly why I don't want kids.
Amongst many other reasons.
Ah, what do you know! Twiz did know how to put his tongue back in! Seeing that the little devil was back on his feet, Xinalith brought their hands back to them and watched as he started to stomp away once again.
Glancing back over at Pax, Xinalith chuckled, just to tap the side of their nose.
Our secret.
Xinalith joined Pax in standing up, stretching out their legs a little. Slipping their hand into his, ensuring that their fingers intertwined, the demon gave him a little squeeze before lightly swaying their arms together.
We are. But that'll be fine. He'll be wonderful.
Let's go and follow him and see what he really wanted to show you.
Throwing Pax a wink, Xinalith started to pull Pax along so they could, indeed, follow Twizzler and see just what he was getting up to.
Won't mean I will stop trying.
Pax that is tmi shut up please. Your newborn dragon son is right there.
Smiling as their hands swayed he softly chuckled.
Yes he is on an important mission that we must witness.
The problem was Twizzler was very small. For every ten steps it was one for the other two. Not to mention all the stumbling. Twiz was making progress though, checking over his shoulder that Xinalith and Pax were still following. After what was the slowest walk with the least distance, Twizzler made it to the water. Then, he sat in it. That was it. That was all he did. Why did Pax and now Xinalith need to witness this? No one but Twizzler will know.
But he was a happy boy now, squeaking and splashing about, only falling once or twice - it was ten times- before looking to the bigger two with a squeak.
Does he want us in there with him? Or...bubbles? Love, I really need to read up on wyvern babies because I have no idea what they or their mothers do.
All Xinalith could really do was flick their gaze at him.
Love. I'm frightened that one day, you'll somehow manage to do it. And I'm not too sure what I would even do about it were it to happen.
Realistically? Obviously, it wouldn't happen. One, demons can't reproduce. Two, admin here, fuck no. But look, that man grew his cock back just because he got too horny. I'm scared of his power. No really. I am.
Moving swiftly on, on they went. Not far though, and it took some time, but they made it. To the water. To watch him sit in it and play in it.
No, to be truthful with you, I don't know either.
Xinalith crouched down again, making sure to keep their hand in Pax's, just to place their free hand into the water. With enough magic, not only did they slowly warm the water up for him, but they also started to make some bubbles appear for the wyvern. Then, to show him what he could do with them, Xinalith popped one and made an 'oooh' sound.
Look. Bubbles. Warm bubbles. Isn't that fun?
It's my life's mission now handsome. We'll figure it out when the time comes.
There was the wink. Hi, other admin here, it is never happening. Can confirm it will never happen.
Back to their newest addition.
Pax joined him, even gently splashing the water around to try to appease the wyvern.
Twizzler started to squeak loudly and non stop at the warm water, he seemed to be liking it a lot. His tongue even fell back out into it! When the bubbles came he paused and sat down again. One blink. Another.
A gurgle and a squeak.
Then, Twizzler farted. He made his own warm bubbles and went back to happy squeaking. Look! It was fun!
Pax absolutely lost it, laughing so hard he nearly fell over and had to hold his side with the hand that Xinalith wasn't holding. That was until the smell hit. Ever smell a dragon toot? Lucky you. Pax was quickly covering his nose, tears in his eyes. Maybe from stench and maybe from laughter.
Oh that is horrific. It's worse than the sulfur in the infernal realm. How does someone so small smell that bad? He hasn't even ate yet.
Oh, Twizzler was so precious, Xinalith really couldn't help but coo. Look at him, getting all happy with the—.
...
How nice. He made his own bubbles, too.
Looking over at Pax, the demon blinked at him several times as they listened to him lose his collective shit. It would be one of those moments where Xinalith didn't entirely understand why he was laughing so much, though it was always nice to hear his laugh. Their smile softening as they continued to watch him, just for their nose to twitch.
Oh gods. Oh gods, yeah, that was awful. Waving their free hand so a flash fire could dry it off, they were also covering their nose.
Hells. Is it all of the crap his mother ate? This is dreadful. We're in the open as well!
It seemed like Twizzler didn't care though, far too fascinated by the bubbles - both his own and what Xinalith made - as he kept poking them. Oh, he even tried to bite them, squeaking even more from excitement.
But this new revelation of being able to put the water in his mouth apparently gave him an idea... collecting some of the water, he poked his head out and basically turned himself into a fountain, spitting it back out in the air before it landed on his head like rain. Or a shower? Rain, probably rain. And look at that! Even more happy squeaks! Water was so much fun!
Oh how nice. At least we know he really likes water. Do you think he'll be able to teach himself how to swim?
Xinalith commented, still holding their nose. Actually, their voice also came out a bit more high-pitched, thanks to them closing their nasals. Now they probably sounded a bit like Twizzler. Even more comparisons!
Here Pax thought the chickens stunk.
Oh hells that is so foul. I don't think I've smelled anything so bad and I've been to poisonous flesh rot mines.
Well at least someone was happy and having a good time. It was impossible to be mad about it when he was so damn cute. Look at the little fella, can anything put a damper on his mood? Ignore that time he played dead.
Maybe, or I can teach him. I can teach you, him and the imps at the same time. Swimming lessons for all.
Pax's words were mumbled from the hand on his mouth but then he risked removing it. Oh yep the scent was still there but not so bad. Humming he let some flowers bloom to hold by his face and offered some to Xinalith as well.
Twizzler seemed to be having a fantastic time. Splashing around, spitting water, tripping in the water. Either way he was well occupied.
That was until he paused. The squeak turning upset. A gurgling huff before he sat down and started to cry. Or squeak in a very distraught manner. Judging by his gurgling stomach, drinking some of that water made Twizzler realise how hungry he was.
Well I guess it's time to see what milk he likes best.
With a hum he brought all the options out, leaving them open for him to sniff out.
Hmm. You haven’t smelt the infernal realm after Halloween.
It can get bad. Really bad. Picture this: a realm full of demons, dominated by demons, all experiencing high sensitive, power, and instability. A realm that was already lawless basically quadrupled in sinful activity, thus leaving a lingering scent of corpses, drugs, sex, you name it. Add that to the sulphur from all of the fire and it can get real nasty. In fact, the sins often come together to set off a smell to remove it, simply because of how foul it can get after Halloween.
That was also a reason why the realm got locked down. Not just how dangerous it was, but the stench was potent.
I don’t want swimming lessons. Put me in water and I will vanish so fast, you would think I dissipated in the ocean.
Remember that Xinalith hated deep bodies of water? That.
The flowers were very much appreciated, the demon taking them to keep them near their nose. Ah, much better. In fact…
People in England used to do this, you know. They called them ‘nosegays’ back then, but I believe they ended up calling them ‘tussy-mussy’. Just flowers they’d keep close to their nose in belief of warding off disease and keeping potent smells at bay. They also believed the scent of flowers brought them well-being. How fun.
Thank you Xinalith for the fun fact.
When all of the milk options came out, lil’ Twizzler paused his crying so he could sniff around. Oh, so many choices… so, so many… would he be fussy, would he go for any, would he—.
Ah. Well, seeing as he just dunked his entire face into the bison milk… there would be their answer. It looked a little silly, the baby wyvern occasionally bringing his head back up to get some air and lick off his face, just to dunk it back in.
Humming, Xinalith took the initiative to send the rest of the milk back to where they were storing it in the kitchen. Can’t have little Twizzler start drowning himself in the other bowls of milk!
Hm. Speaking of…
Do wyverns get… oh, what do you call them… the zooms? Zoomies? I think I’ve heard you call them ‘zoomies’. Are we soon going to have a hyperactive wyvern on our hands?
Xinalith opted to have a longer shower than usual; gone for about thirty minutes, the demon would soon reappear in the new area of their quarters, looking for their precious donari and new addition, Twizzler.
Once they spotted the two, Xinalith made their way over with a warm smile on their face, arms wrapping around Pax's waist from behind.
Hello love. Missed me?
How are things here? Also, I forgot that I could've just used magic. But here we are.
Twizzler was showing Pax around. Or maybe being showed around? It was hard to say what was happening when Twiz was tripping over their own tongue, getting mad at it then falling over their wing. Needless to say Pax had his phone out in tears as he filmed so Xinalith didn't miss it.
Feeling their arms wrap around him he was already sniffling a bit.
I did miss you. Twizzler is being so cute, I filmed it, here.
And his phone was being shoved into Xinalith's hands so they could look.
He paused at that, a long hum.
Right...magic. How do we always forget that?
Anyways we've just been wandering around. Truthfully I have no idea what Twizzler wants.
Speaking of Twiz, upon noticing that Pax was no longer following and Xinalith was now here, they waddled (and tripped) their way over with none stop squeaks before headbutting the demon's leg. Or falling into it? Both?
Feeling his phone being pressed against one of their hands, they took it but still kept one arm around Pax. Actually, they were now using his back as a support beam so they could rest their head against it, cooing at the videos.
Oh, he is so cute. What a precious little thing.
Handing his phone back to him, their arm was snaking back around Pax as they chuckled, shrugging their shoulders.
I don't know. But at least I'm properly showered now. So you can give me a kiss again.
But apparently, that would have to wait... much to Xinalith's dismay. For little Twiz was now demanding their attention! Peering down, they chuckled before pulling back slightly, crouching down to Twizzler's level.
Hello.
They were beginning the infernal speak now apparently, waving at him.
Do you want to keep going? We can follow you.
They were even gesturing towards where Twizzler came from, as well as tilting their head in that direction.
Isn't he the cutest? I could explode.
Hmm, a kiss you say? Well you do deserve on...
Well who was he to deny Xinalith a ki- oh they were moving to focus on Twizzler. Right they should focus on the baby...but his kiss...now who was being a baby?
Crouching down with Xinalith, Pax just watched for now.
Twizzler let out a squeak. Little turning stomps into a full circle and another squeak. This was serious business probably. Turning once more he tripped on his own wing, rolled onto his back and got stuck. Distressed squeaks and he wiggles, and damn he wiggled. It was like he had no bones and he squirmed around.
When nothing was working, he simply gave up. Arms flopped out wide, tongue lolling out, eyes closed. Playing dead.
Maybe Twiz was somehow a spawn of Pax and Xinalith...
Worry not Pax, Xinalith still very much wanted that kiss. They wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise. But alas, you can't ignore a baby wyvern. What if it started to bite Xinalith's ankle to death because of how big and scary he was? (Moreso... gummed their ankle to death, really.)
All the demon did, similarly to Pax, was watch Twizzler do his little dance. Then fell. Then wiggled around. Then died.
...
Oh dear. He didn't live very long.
Xinalith teased, reaching over to pick the little creature up before turning him gently back on his feet, keeping their hands near him in case he decided to wobble and fall again.
Better?
Speaking of better... Xinalith made sure to quickly turn their head and steal a kiss from Pax. They wanted their smooch, damn it!
And is that better for you, love?
Seeing the display at hand Pax had conflicting emotions. A paternal instinct to help, but also that was hilarious. How did Twiz even wiggle around like that? Where did he learn to play dead?
Wow we are terrible parents.
Pax teased back. Though by the little gurgling and choking on spit, Twizzler wasn't great at playing dead.
At first when he was turned over he was still playing dead, falling into Xinalith's hand. That was until he seemed to clock his feet were on the ground. An eye peeking open as his tongue was pulled back in. A few little squeaks and stomps and suddenly he realised he was alive! A little hop and all! Back to his little stomps to...somewhere? The watering hole? It looked like he was going to the watering hole.
Pax was also very thrilled with a dopey smile.
Perfect I would say. And look, you revived the dead. Don't tell Death about that one.
Watching Twizzler he gently chuckled and stood up once more.
So much personality and only an hour old. We're going to have our hands full.
Truly terrible. This is exactly why I don't want kids.
Amongst many other reasons.
Ah, what do you know! Twiz did know how to put his tongue back in! Seeing that the little devil was back on his feet, Xinalith brought their hands back to them and watched as he started to stomp away once again.
Glancing back over at Pax, Xinalith chuckled, just to tap the side of their nose.
Our secret.
Xinalith joined Pax in standing up, stretching out their legs a little. Slipping their hand into his, ensuring that their fingers intertwined, the demon gave him a little squeeze before lightly swaying their arms together.
We are. But that'll be fine. He'll be wonderful.
Let's go and follow him and see what he really wanted to show you.
Throwing Pax a wink, Xinalith started to pull Pax along so they could, indeed, follow Twizzler and see just what he was getting up to.
Won't mean I will stop trying.
Pax that is tmi shut up please. Your newborn dragon son is right there.
Smiling as their hands swayed he softly chuckled.
Yes he is on an important mission that we must witness.
The problem was Twizzler was very small. For every ten steps it was one for the other two. Not to mention all the stumbling. Twiz was making progress though, checking over his shoulder that Xinalith and Pax were still following. After what was the slowest walk with the least distance, Twizzler made it to the water. Then, he sat in it. That was it. That was all he did. Why did Pax and now Xinalith need to witness this? No one but Twizzler will know.
But he was a happy boy now, squeaking and splashing about, only falling once or twice - it was ten times- before looking to the bigger two with a squeak.
Does he want us in there with him? Or...bubbles? Love, I really need to read up on wyvern babies because I have no idea what they or their mothers do.
All Xinalith could really do was flick their gaze at him.
Love. I'm frightened that one day, you'll somehow manage to do it. And I'm not too sure what I would even do about it were it to happen.
Realistically? Obviously, it wouldn't happen. One, demons can't reproduce. Two, admin here, fuck no. But look, that man grew his cock back just because he got too horny. I'm scared of his power. No really. I am.
Moving swiftly on, on they went. Not far though, and it took some time, but they made it. To the water. To watch him sit in it and play in it.
No, to be truthful with you, I don't know either.
Xinalith crouched down again, making sure to keep their hand in Pax's, just to place their free hand into the water. With enough magic, not only did they slowly warm the water up for him, but they also started to make some bubbles appear for the wyvern. Then, to show him what he could do with them, Xinalith popped one and made an 'oooh' sound.
Look. Bubbles. Warm bubbles. Isn't that fun?
It's my life's mission now handsome. We'll figure it out when the time comes.
There was the wink. Hi, other admin here, it is never happening. Can confirm it will never happen.
Back to their newest addition.
Pax joined him, even gently splashing the water around to try to appease the wyvern.
Twizzler started to squeak loudly and non stop at the warm water, he seemed to be liking it a lot. His tongue even fell back out into it! When the bubbles came he paused and sat down again. One blink. Another.
A gurgle and a squeak.
Then, Twizzler farted. He made his own warm bubbles and went back to happy squeaking. Look! It was fun!
Pax absolutely lost it, laughing so hard he nearly fell over and had to hold his side with the hand that Xinalith wasn't holding. That was until the smell hit. Ever smell a dragon toot? Lucky you. Pax was quickly covering his nose, tears in his eyes. Maybe from stench and maybe from laughter.
Oh that is horrific. It's worse than the sulfur in the infernal realm. How does someone so small smell that bad? He hasn't even ate yet.
Oh, Twizzler was so precious, Xinalith really couldn't help but coo. Look at him, getting all happy with the—.
...
How nice. He made his own bubbles, too.
Looking over at Pax, the demon blinked at him several times as they listened to him lose his collective shit. It would be one of those moments where Xinalith didn't entirely understand why he was laughing so much, though it was always nice to hear his laugh. Their smile softening as they continued to watch him, just for their nose to twitch.
Oh gods. Oh gods, yeah, that was awful. Waving their free hand so a flash fire could dry it off, they were also covering their nose.
Hells. Is it all of the crap his mother ate? This is dreadful. We're in the open as well!
It seemed like Twizzler didn't care though, far too fascinated by the bubbles - both his own and what Xinalith made - as he kept poking them. Oh, he even tried to bite them, squeaking even more from excitement.
But this new revelation of being able to put the water in his mouth apparently gave him an idea... collecting some of the water, he poked his head out and basically turned himself into a fountain, spitting it back out in the air before it landed on his head like rain. Or a shower? Rain, probably rain. And look at that! Even more happy squeaks! Water was so much fun!
Oh how nice. At least we know he really likes water. Do you think he'll be able to teach himself how to swim?
Xinalith commented, still holding their nose. Actually, their voice also came out a bit more high-pitched, thanks to them closing their nasals. Now they probably sounded a bit like Twizzler. Even more comparisons!
Xinalith opted to have a longer shower than usual; gone for about thirty minutes, the demon would soon reappear in the new area of their quarters, looking for their precious donari and new addition, Twizzler.
Once they spotted the two, Xinalith made their way over with a warm smile on their face, arms wrapping around Pax's waist from behind.
Hello love. Missed me?
How are things here? Also, I forgot that I could've just used magic. But here we are.
Twizzler was showing Pax around. Or maybe being showed around? It was hard to say what was happening when Twiz was tripping over their own tongue, getting mad at it then falling over their wing. Needless to say Pax had his phone out in tears as he filmed so Xinalith didn't miss it.
Feeling their arms wrap around him he was already sniffling a bit.
I did miss you. Twizzler is being so cute, I filmed it, here.
And his phone was being shoved into Xinalith's hands so they could look.
He paused at that, a long hum.
Right...magic. How do we always forget that?
Anyways we've just been wandering around. Truthfully I have no idea what Twizzler wants.
Speaking of Twiz, upon noticing that Pax was no longer following and Xinalith was now here, they waddled (and tripped) their way over with none stop squeaks before headbutting the demon's leg. Or falling into it? Both?
Feeling his phone being pressed against one of their hands, they took it but still kept one arm around Pax. Actually, they were now using his back as a support beam so they could rest their head against it, cooing at the videos.
Oh, he is so cute. What a precious little thing.
Handing his phone back to him, their arm was snaking back around Pax as they chuckled, shrugging their shoulders.
I don't know. But at least I'm properly showered now. So you can give me a kiss again.
But apparently, that would have to wait... much to Xinalith's dismay. For little Twiz was now demanding their attention! Peering down, they chuckled before pulling back slightly, crouching down to Twizzler's level.
Hello.
They were beginning the infernal speak now apparently, waving at him.
Do you want to keep going? We can follow you.
They were even gesturing towards where Twizzler came from, as well as tilting their head in that direction.
Isn't he the cutest? I could explode.
Hmm, a kiss you say? Well you do deserve on...
Well who was he to deny Xinalith a ki- oh they were moving to focus on Twizzler. Right they should focus on the baby...but his kiss...now who was being a baby?
Crouching down with Xinalith, Pax just watched for now.
Twizzler let out a squeak. Little turning stomps into a full circle and another squeak. This was serious business probably. Turning once more he tripped on his own wing, rolled onto his back and got stuck. Distressed squeaks and he wiggles, and damn he wiggled. It was like he had no bones and he squirmed around.
When nothing was working, he simply gave up. Arms flopped out wide, tongue lolling out, eyes closed. Playing dead.
Maybe Twiz was somehow a spawn of Pax and Xinalith...
Worry not Pax, Xinalith still very much wanted that kiss. They wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise. But alas, you can't ignore a baby wyvern. What if it started to bite Xinalith's ankle to death because of how big and scary he was? (Moreso... gummed their ankle to death, really.)
All the demon did, similarly to Pax, was watch Twizzler do his little dance. Then fell. Then wiggled around. Then died.
...
Oh dear. He didn't live very long.
Xinalith teased, reaching over to pick the little creature up before turning him gently back on his feet, keeping their hands near him in case he decided to wobble and fall again.
Better?
Speaking of better... Xinalith made sure to quickly turn their head and steal a kiss from Pax. They wanted their smooch, damn it!
And is that better for you, love?
Seeing the display at hand Pax had conflicting emotions. A paternal instinct to help, but also that was hilarious. How did Twiz even wiggle around like that? Where did he learn to play dead?
Wow we are terrible parents.
Pax teased back. Though by the little gurgling and choking on spit, Twizzler wasn't great at playing dead.
At first when he was turned over he was still playing dead, falling into Xinalith's hand. That was until he seemed to clock his feet were on the ground. An eye peeking open as his tongue was pulled back in. A few little squeaks and stomps and suddenly he realised he was alive! A little hop and all! Back to his little stomps to...somewhere? The watering hole? It looked like he was going to the watering hole.
Pax was also very thrilled with a dopey smile.
Perfect I would say. And look, you revived the dead. Don't tell Death about that one.
Watching Twizzler he gently chuckled and stood up once more.
So much personality and only an hour old. We're going to have our hands full.
Truly terrible. This is exactly why I don't want kids.
Amongst many other reasons.
Ah, what do you know! Twiz did know how to put his tongue back in! Seeing that the little devil was back on his feet, Xinalith brought their hands back to them and watched as he started to stomp away once again.
Glancing back over at Pax, Xinalith chuckled, just to tap the side of their nose.
Our secret.
Xinalith joined Pax in standing up, stretching out their legs a little. Slipping their hand into his, ensuring that their fingers intertwined, the demon gave him a little squeeze before lightly swaying their arms together.
We are. But that'll be fine. He'll be wonderful.
Let's go and follow him and see what he really wanted to show you.
Throwing Pax a wink, Xinalith started to pull Pax along so they could, indeed, follow Twizzler and see just what he was getting up to.
Won't mean I will stop trying.
Pax that is tmi shut up please. Your newborn dragon son is right there.
Smiling as their hands swayed he softly chuckled.
Yes he is on an important mission that we must witness.
The problem was Twizzler was very small. For every ten steps it was one for the other two. Not to mention all the stumbling. Twiz was making progress though, checking over his shoulder that Xinalith and Pax were still following. After what was the slowest walk with the least distance, Twizzler made it to the water. Then, he sat in it. That was it. That was all he did. Why did Pax and now Xinalith need to witness this? No one but Twizzler will know.
But he was a happy boy now, squeaking and splashing about, only falling once or twice - it was ten times- before looking to the bigger two with a squeak.
Does he want us in there with him? Or...bubbles? Love, I really need to read up on wyvern babies because I have no idea what they or their mothers do.
All Xinalith could really do was flick their gaze at him.
Love. I'm frightened that one day, you'll somehow manage to do it. And I'm not too sure what I would even do about it were it to happen.
Realistically? Obviously, it wouldn't happen. One, demons can't reproduce. Two, admin here, fuck no. But look, that man grew his cock back just because he got too horny. I'm scared of his power. No really. I am.
Moving swiftly on, on they went. Not far though, and it took some time, but they made it. To the water. To watch him sit in it and play in it.
No, to be truthful with you, I don't know either.
Xinalith crouched down again, making sure to keep their hand in Pax's, just to place their free hand into the water. With enough magic, not only did they slowly warm the water up for him, but they also started to make some bubbles appear for the wyvern. Then, to show him what he could do with them, Xinalith popped one and made an 'oooh' sound.
Look. Bubbles. Warm bubbles. Isn't that fun?
Xinalith opted to have a longer shower than usual; gone for about thirty minutes, the demon would soon reappear in the new area of their quarters, looking for their precious donari and new addition, Twizzler.
Once they spotted the two, Xinalith made their way over with a warm smile on their face, arms wrapping around Pax's waist from behind.
Hello love. Missed me?
How are things here? Also, I forgot that I could've just used magic. But here we are.
Twizzler was showing Pax around. Or maybe being showed around? It was hard to say what was happening when Twiz was tripping over their own tongue, getting mad at it then falling over their wing. Needless to say Pax had his phone out in tears as he filmed so Xinalith didn't miss it.
Feeling their arms wrap around him he was already sniffling a bit.
I did miss you. Twizzler is being so cute, I filmed it, here.
And his phone was being shoved into Xinalith's hands so they could look.
He paused at that, a long hum.
Right...magic. How do we always forget that?
Anyways we've just been wandering around. Truthfully I have no idea what Twizzler wants.
Speaking of Twiz, upon noticing that Pax was no longer following and Xinalith was now here, they waddled (and tripped) their way over with none stop squeaks before headbutting the demon's leg. Or falling into it? Both?
Feeling his phone being pressed against one of their hands, they took it but still kept one arm around Pax. Actually, they were now using his back as a support beam so they could rest their head against it, cooing at the videos.
Oh, he is so cute. What a precious little thing.
Handing his phone back to him, their arm was snaking back around Pax as they chuckled, shrugging their shoulders.
I don't know. But at least I'm properly showered now. So you can give me a kiss again.
But apparently, that would have to wait... much to Xinalith's dismay. For little Twiz was now demanding their attention! Peering down, they chuckled before pulling back slightly, crouching down to Twizzler's level.
Hello.
They were beginning the infernal speak now apparently, waving at him.
Do you want to keep going? We can follow you.
They were even gesturing towards where Twizzler came from, as well as tilting their head in that direction.
Isn't he the cutest? I could explode.
Hmm, a kiss you say? Well you do deserve on...
Well who was he to deny Xinalith a ki- oh they were moving to focus on Twizzler. Right they should focus on the baby...but his kiss...now who was being a baby?
Crouching down with Xinalith, Pax just watched for now.
Twizzler let out a squeak. Little turning stomps into a full circle and another squeak. This was serious business probably. Turning once more he tripped on his own wing, rolled onto his back and got stuck. Distressed squeaks and he wiggles, and damn he wiggled. It was like he had no bones and he squirmed around.
When nothing was working, he simply gave up. Arms flopped out wide, tongue lolling out, eyes closed. Playing dead.
Maybe Twiz was somehow a spawn of Pax and Xinalith...
Worry not Pax, Xinalith still very much wanted that kiss. They wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise. But alas, you can't ignore a baby wyvern. What if it started to bite Xinalith's ankle to death because of how big and scary he was? (Moreso... gummed their ankle to death, really.)
All the demon did, similarly to Pax, was watch Twizzler do his little dance. Then fell. Then wiggled around. Then died.
...
Oh dear. He didn't live very long.
Xinalith teased, reaching over to pick the little creature up before turning him gently back on his feet, keeping their hands near him in case he decided to wobble and fall again.
Better?
Speaking of better... Xinalith made sure to quickly turn their head and steal a kiss from Pax. They wanted their smooch, damn it!
And is that better for you, love?
Seeing the display at hand Pax had conflicting emotions. A paternal instinct to help, but also that was hilarious. How did Twiz even wiggle around like that? Where did he learn to play dead?
Wow we are terrible parents.
Pax teased back. Though by the little gurgling and choking on spit, Twizzler wasn't great at playing dead.
At first when he was turned over he was still playing dead, falling into Xinalith's hand. That was until he seemed to clock his feet were on the ground. An eye peeking open as his tongue was pulled back in. A few little squeaks and stomps and suddenly he realised he was alive! A little hop and all! Back to his little stomps to...somewhere? The watering hole? It looked like he was going to the watering hole.
Pax was also very thrilled with a dopey smile.
Perfect I would say. And look, you revived the dead. Don't tell Death about that one.
Watching Twizzler he gently chuckled and stood up once more.
So much personality and only an hour old. We're going to have our hands full.
Truly terrible. This is exactly why I don't want kids.
Amongst many other reasons.
Ah, what do you know! Twiz did know how to put his tongue back in! Seeing that the little devil was back on his feet, Xinalith brought their hands back to them and watched as he started to stomp away once again.
Glancing back over at Pax, Xinalith chuckled, just to tap the side of their nose.
Our secret.
Xinalith joined Pax in standing up, stretching out their legs a little. Slipping their hand into his, ensuring that their fingers intertwined, the demon gave him a little squeeze before lightly swaying their arms together.
We are. But that'll be fine. He'll be wonderful.
Let's go and follow him and see what he really wanted to show you.
Throwing Pax a wink, Xinalith started to pull Pax along so they could, indeed, follow Twizzler and see just what he was getting up to.
Xinalith opted to have a longer shower than usual; gone for about thirty minutes, the demon would soon reappear in the new area of their quarters, looking for their precious donari and new addition, Twizzler.
Once they spotted the two, Xinalith made their way over with a warm smile on their face, arms wrapping around Pax's waist from behind.
Hello love. Missed me?
How are things here? Also, I forgot that I could've just used magic. But here we are.
Twizzler was showing Pax around. Or maybe being showed around? It was hard to say what was happening when Twiz was tripping over their own tongue, getting mad at it then falling over their wing. Needless to say Pax had his phone out in tears as he filmed so Xinalith didn't miss it.
Feeling their arms wrap around him he was already sniffling a bit.
I did miss you. Twizzler is being so cute, I filmed it, here.
And his phone was being shoved into Xinalith's hands so they could look.
He paused at that, a long hum.
Right...magic. How do we always forget that?
Anyways we've just been wandering around. Truthfully I have no idea what Twizzler wants.
Speaking of Twiz, upon noticing that Pax was no longer following and Xinalith was now here, they waddled (and tripped) their way over with none stop squeaks before headbutting the demon's leg. Or falling into it? Both?
Feeling his phone being pressed against one of their hands, they took it but still kept one arm around Pax. Actually, they were now using his back as a support beam so they could rest their head against it, cooing at the videos.
Oh, he is so cute. What a precious little thing.
Handing his phone back to him, their arm was snaking back around Pax as they chuckled, shrugging their shoulders.
I don't know. But at least I'm properly showered now. So you can give me a kiss again.
But apparently, that would have to wait... much to Xinalith's dismay. For little Twiz was now demanding their attention! Peering down, they chuckled before pulling back slightly, crouching down to Twizzler's level.
Hello.
They were beginning the infernal speak now apparently, waving at him.
Do you want to keep going? We can follow you.
They were even gesturing towards where Twizzler came from, as well as tilting their head in that direction.
Isn't he the cutest? I could explode.
Hmm, a kiss you say? Well you do deserve on...
Well who was he to deny Xinalith a ki- oh they were moving to focus on Twizzler. Right they should focus on the baby...but his kiss...now who was being a baby?
Crouching down with Xinalith, Pax just watched for now.
Twizzler let out a squeak. Little turning stomps into a full circle and another squeak. This was serious business probably. Turning once more he tripped on his own wing, rolled onto his back and got stuck. Distressed squeaks and he wiggles, and damn he wiggled. It was like he had no bones and he squirmed around.
When nothing was working, he simply gave up. Arms flopped out wide, tongue lolling out, eyes closed. Playing dead.
Maybe Twiz was somehow a spawn of Pax and Xinalith...
Worry not Pax, Xinalith still very much wanted that kiss. They wouldn't have mentioned it otherwise. But alas, you can't ignore a baby wyvern. What if it started to bite Xinalith's ankle to death because of how big and scary he was? (Moreso... gummed their ankle to death, really.)
All the demon did, similarly to Pax, was watch Twizzler do his little dance. Then fell. Then wiggled around. Then died.
...
Oh dear. He didn't live very long.
Xinalith teased, reaching over to pick the little creature up before turning him gently back on his feet, keeping their hands near him in case he decided to wobble and fall again.
Better?
Speaking of better... Xinalith made sure to quickly turn their head and steal a kiss from Pax. They wanted their smooch, damn it!
And is that better for you, love?
Xinalith opted to have a longer shower than usual; gone for about thirty minutes, the demon would soon reappear in the new area of their quarters, looking for their precious donari and new addition, Twizzler.
Once they spotted the two, Xinalith made their way over with a warm smile on their face, arms wrapping around Pax's waist from behind.
Hello love. Missed me?
How are things here? Also, I forgot that I could've just used magic. But here we are.
Twizzler was showing Pax around. Or maybe being showed around? It was hard to say what was happening when Twiz was tripping over their own tongue, getting mad at it then falling over their wing. Needless to say Pax had his phone out in tears as he filmed so Xinalith didn't miss it.
Feeling their arms wrap around him he was already sniffling a bit.
I did miss you. Twizzler is being so cute, I filmed it, here.
And his phone was being shoved into Xinalith's hands so they could look.
He paused at that, a long hum.
Right...magic. How do we always forget that?
Anyways we've just been wandering around. Truthfully I have no idea what Twizzler wants.
Speaking of Twiz, upon noticing that Pax was no longer following and Xinalith was now here, they waddled (and tripped) their way over with none stop squeaks before headbutting the demon's leg. Or falling into it? Both?
Feeling his phone being pressed against one of their hands, they took it but still kept one arm around Pax. Actually, they were now using his back as a support beam so they could rest their head against it, cooing at the videos.
Oh, he is so cute. What a precious little thing.
Handing his phone back to him, their arm was snaking back around Pax as they chuckled, shrugging their shoulders.
I don't know. But at least I'm properly showered now. So you can give me a kiss again.
But apparently, that would have to wait... much to Xinalith's dismay. For little Twiz was now demanding their attention! Peering down, they chuckled before pulling back slightly, crouching down to Twizzler's level.
Hello.
They were beginning the infernal speak now apparently, waving at him.
Do you want to keep going? We can follow you.
They were even gesturing towards where Twizzler came from, as well as tilting their head in that direction.
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
Letting Xinalith take their new addition he was very focused on the book. That was until he went to respond to what kind of milk. Seeing Xinalith in their demon features with a baby dragon being so parental and cute, well it did something to his brain chemistry. Just like it did seeing them with the imps.
This man was whipped. So beyond whipped. His eyes were even watering seeing it. A small sniffle as he tried to not bother Twizzler, or Twiz as they were already nicknamed.
Mhm. Bison. Whale if we can get it. Hippos have pink milk. Maybe they would like pink milk.
Just how many kinds of milk did they think the creatures have? All of them. They had wyvern milk. I don't know why they were looking for other versions.
Xinalith, this will be our first proper outing with them. Oh we need to get Twiz added to the paintings.
Problem since Luxian isn't painting at the moment.
Oh and introduce them to the imps. Do you think they'll like them?
And the walking started, Pax already looking over and cooing so much he had a moment of almost falling into the ocean. Don't worry about that, it was worth it.
Twizzler even seemed to take to the tail, trying to gum it and grab at it. Maybe they just thought it was food though...hard to say. Either way the little grabby hands had Pax already chewing his hand in cuteness aggression.
Poor mother that woke up to both their baby and adopted baby being gone now.
Oh, let's just get it all. Let Twiz decide what they like.
Already, they were planning on spoiling the little baby. Look at them though. They were so adorable, Xinalith couldn't help themselves.
You're right, yes! To both! We should have a painting done with them. Them and the imps together. Us and everyone together. Oh, that would be so precious.
I think so. They'll have a new friend to play with. Then a new friend to get piggyback rides on once Twiz starts growing.
Chuckling away at the wyvern's antics, they did decide to keep a hold on Pax. Mostly to make sure he didn't go tumbling into any rivers or oceans along the way, but also because they were getting cuteness aggression themselves and needed to squeeze him. They'll be biting him later out of joy.
Going to see the baby wyvern's was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it. It was fun.
Pause.
Though, I do want a shower when I get back. The mother licked my head. I don't think you should kiss my head until I've showered, just to be safe. Why did she think I was her own baby? Do I look like a dragon?
Well if they are anything like us, Twiz will want whatever is most expensive.
Pax was aware the pair didn't give birth to Twizzler, right? This dragon didn't have any of their DNA? Guess they will see if the little thing really did have expensive taste.
Yes, absolutely. We have so many rooms and walls for paintings. Why don't we have more paintings? I'm sure I can find someone to to it, Rore would know people. I want a picture of you with all the imps and Twiz for my new phone background. Our family all together, oh won't that be precious?
Awe they'll be able to get into so much more trouble and reach so much higher. ...Love we might need to give them all tracking collars or bracelets or something to be safe.
Now it was very clear how much Pax loved the imps. They were his world and he would do anything for them. He even let them put glitter in his hair and that is saying something. Twizzler was a little different though. Pax wasn't there when Xinalith got the imps, he came into their lives later. With this little guy it felt like the first living being that Pax and Xinalith got together. With that he was already feeling emotional around the concept of it all. Perhaps that was why he almost cooed himself into the water. Thank you Xinalith for the added support.
A happy little accident like it was meant to be. To think this all started with me being bored and wanting your attention.
When we get back I can take Twiz, you go shower, then we introduce the little one to the imps. Ooh we can speak to Twiz in infernal so they grow up knowing how to talk to and understand the imps.
Keep it consistent.
Now that they were at the market, Pax simply bought every kind of milk they had. Cow, bison, elephant, whale, hippo, goat, camel, dragon, platypus, dolphin, seals, kangaroo, look you get the idea. There was a lot of milk. Pax also had no desire to carry it all back so a portal to their kitchen it was.
Xinalith couldn’t help but chuckle fondly, nodding their head.
We should get more paintings done, I agree. Or start framing our photographs. We can get them printed from our phones, can’t we? Is that not a thing? Both. Let’s do both. Once Twiz and the imps have settled in together, we can get a photo of us all. I want you in it too though.
Hmm. We could give it a go. I’m not too sure how they’d fare with them. They like playing dress up but they also like not wearing things all of the time.
Lifting a brow at what Pax said—as if they didn’t know already—Xinalith couldn’t help but softly laugh. Playfully, they poked his side, before lightly biting his arm. They did say no kisses yet on the head, but they didn’t say anything about no biting.
All of this just for my attention, hm? You could’ve just come into the study and started biting me, you know. I wouldn’t have minded.
No really, they wouldn’t have. They always love being around Pax, even when they were busy. Pax was always welcomed company and always put a smile on their face. Call it the Pax effect, but he really did bring a sense of calm whenever he was nearby, which just made everything more tolerable.
That sounds like a wonderful idea. Ooh, maybe the imps gurgling could help them learn. In that case, yes. Let’s only speak to them in infernal.
Well, with all the milk gathered, Xinalith grinned.
Hmm, what about toys? Let’s get them some toys. If I remember… I had a lot of things to bite. So maybe we should get sturdy chew toys.
Ooh we can do that. Should I start photo albums? We can have one for each imp and Twiz. Something to look back on as they grow. Well I think the imps are done growing but you know what I mean.
And yes we can have a proper family photo.
Pause.
Oh dear do you think Fizzle will be alright? You know how they get with me and now Twizzler will require a good amount of my attention.
This was the same imp that pushed Xinalith away from Pax mind you. That little one could get away with murder.
Hmm I would rather not use chips and I could do beetles but I feel like they would eat them. We'll figure something out, I want them to be comforatable too.
The bite made him smile and lightly chuckle with a "hey", only joy behind the word.
Well sure I could have, but where was the pizzazz in that? You know I like my showman ship.
Apparently that's what he calls jumping from the roof over and over again.
The feeling was mutual though. There was nothing Pax could be doing that he wouldn't want Xinalith there for. They could bust into the studio, break into a class, show up in an interview or photoshoot, they were always welcome where he was. More than welcome, wanted. Life and work just kept them apart at times. Foul really.
Looking down at the little dragon in his arms he cooed.
Twizzler was caught between wanting Xinalith's tail and getting distracted by the shine of Pax's piercings. Small squeaks each time they caught a glimpse of the other thing.
Awe I bet Pickles will be the best sibling to them and help them learn.
Also yes, I think so. We should also pick up new toys and things for the imps so they don't get jealous. I can already see the offence on Benzy's face if we show up with toys not meant for him.
Onto the next section in the market. As the pair moved around people could be seen staring, some cooing, others whispering about the baby dragon. It was an oddity to have one after all.
I'm surprised you haven't started that yet. Yes, photo albums. We should have one for the imps, Twiz and also us. Why don't we have photo albums?
Probably because you never brought the idea up, Xinalith? Also, both of your phones are stock full of pictures with one another.
Hmm. Fizzle might be fussy at first. But I'm sure they will be fine after a little bit. You'll just have to make sure to give them extra cuddles.
Chips? Why would you try to give the imps food if you're wanting to keep track of them?
Old ass.
I suppose so. But jumping into an ocean over and over again? That's new.
Toys for both the imps and Twizz. Gods, they're both getting spoilt.
They really were. But hey, neither of them seemed to mind.
Xinalith didn't particularly care for the people looking or whispering about their dragon; why should they? They were far too busy with looking at the toys available, picking out a few bones as well as some silicone, textured chews. As for the imps? They found a dangling toy that some of them would love to play with, as well as a few plushies that they'll most likely enjoying tearing up. (Or, if you were Fizzle, enjoy snuggling with).
There. I think this is enough for everyone. Did you want to get anything else, or shall we be on our way? We may want to get Twiz used to their new home first.
It was because they had all these photos in their phones. Do you know how much storage Pax has? It's 87% full with pictures of the imps and Xinalith. Oh and selfies. This man took so, so many selfies. It just came down to them never printing anything off.
We should make albums. I'll pick some up later and we can have a little date night making them pretty. Sound good, love?
Looking at Xinalith with a smile he nodded.
When you're with Twizzle I will give Fizzle all the attention. Oh hey their names sound alike.
And microchips, handsome. Little computers that would be imbedded in them.
Speaking of, the wyvern managed to get a hold of Xinalith's tail to gum to death again. And it seemed that the little one produced a lot of spit. Gurling on their own saliva as they started to squirm around more.
I have to keep you on your toes.
When have you ever known us to not spoil the things we love?
The longer they spent at the market the more Twiz started to squirm around. Xinalith's tail no longer entertaining enough as they started to squeak their little head off and clumsily attempt to climb Pax.
Home, home sounds good. I think someone is finally awake from the pollen.
Squeak!
Trying to keep the baby from falling a portal home was opened. All the while Twizzler was attempting to climb over to Xinalith to grab their wing.
Blinking a couple of times, Xinalith couldn't help the soft look in their eyes as they nodded. That idea of a date actually seemed rather precious. It wasn't anything fancy, it didn't require them having to go anywhere, it was very much just the pair sitting in and going back through photos. Looking back at fond memories with each other, the imps, even the other donari. It was sweet.
I would love that. Let's make a light dinner tonight, have some wine and just get comfortable. We can do face masks whilst we do it and have some reality TV on.
Oh. Don't put... 'microchips' in the imps. I don't want them to turn into a computer. What if they start looking up weird things?
That wasn't... sure.
I suppose so. But you do that anyway.
Xinalith was about to answer the spoiling question before Twiz's squirming caught their attention, making them chuckle fondly.
Awwhh. They're already using you as a climbing frame. It's alright, I do that too.
Making sure that the creatures got their payment, the demon chuckled as they opened their wing up a little, moving it closer to Twizzle so they could hop on and start... doing whatever with it, really. Biting most likely.
Once they were through the portal, Xinalith spotted the new section for their precious little wyvern, cooing as they gestured to it.
Let's make our way over there and let Twiz adjust. Then, depending on whether or not they're happy with it, we can try bringing the imps over.
There were so many memories to look back on too. The pair and their family have been through a lot in their times together.
That sounds perfect to me. I'll leave a projection here to get things while we go to let Twizzler settle in.
I won't chip the imps, don't worry.
No he wasn't going to correct them.
Now the problem that neither of them really thought about was that Twizzler was a newly hatched, baby Wyvern. One that could not be left alone for long. One that fed every two hours at most. That date night and them sleeping at all for the next month or so was out of the question.
This really was a case of a sudden decision. Sure one they both wanted but one not fully thought through. The imps were larger and could mostly be independent without a constant eye, the wyvern baby? Not a chance.
While they could probably bribe Moon to baby sit they might not get Twiz back again.
They'll figure out this issue soon enough though.
It seems they are already taking after you. Hey watch the eyes.
Pax softly chuckled as Twizzler slipped over his head trying to get to Xinalith.
Yeah one might think Twizzler's goal was to bite, but no. The little dragon jumped (almost slipping and falling) to cling to Xinalith's wing and dangle from it. Squeaking and screeching as their little hands did their best to grab on. All legs stumbling up and a tail trying to help.
This actually reminded Pax someone was going to have to teach them to fly. Given the fact he floated that would be on Xinalith.
Ah careful!
Ever the nervous man as he made sure Twizzler didn't fall. Sure it was probably good for a baby dragon to slip and tumble but he just wanted to keep the little one safe.
Oh wow someone is lively when awake.
Maybe we should put them down so they can run around?
Twizzler's new area was warm, the stones retaining heat. Mountains all around to keep it blocked from the ocean with the same forest the pair walked through to find them. A small, shallow pool in the back for drinking or sitting in and a premade nest for comfort. All in all a good place for them.
Xinalith was satisfied with the agreement of not turning the imps into little computers. That would've been disastrous, and Xinalith didn't want that. They were perfect the way they were, and they absolutely didn't want them to start googling odd things. Like... 'Google'. What a pointless website.
Like parent, like child. Look, they have gold on their scales just like you.
Thankfully, Xinalith was especially used to also being used as a climbing frame, their tail slipping under Twiz to help with balance whilst they busied themselves with dangling.
Such an energetic little thing. And a biter.
Seeming to agree, their other tail gently wrapped around Twiz so they could place the wyvern down, now turning around and taking a small step back.
Oh, look at its tongue. I wonder when they'll realise they can keep it in their mouth.
No, because really. It was always hanging out when they weren't actively squeaking, gurgling on their spit or biting something. So cute! No wonder Xinalith liked them so much!
Now being placed down, Twizzler let out another squeak before looking around, sniffing the air before beginning to walk... stumble, really, but they were definitely learning! And look, Twiz was...
...Going straight over to Pax, just to squeak at him.
Awh. Maybe Twiz wants you to walk with them. Or do they still want your earrings?
Pax adored the sound of that. It was very clear neither wanted actual children. There were the imps, Kaztor was a bit of an accidental adoption and this one was a choice but a rash one. There was a pattern with them. Anyways, they never wanted actual kids, that much was clear, but to have something that was a little part of both of them, even projecting, it was nice.
And they are red like your eyes. Truly a mix of us aren't they. Poor thing will be the most dramatic dragon alive if that's the case. Oh and the biting thing is like you.
The poor thing never stood a chance the moment Xinalith and Pax decided they wanted them.
Pax couldn't help but chuckle and nod as he watched.
Do you think it's too big for their head? It's a very big tongue after all.
And there was his heart exploding again as he was squeaked at. Was he crying? Maybe a little.
Awe look at them. I'll go anywhere you want me to little one.
Oh you said you wanted to shower, yes? I can hang out here while they get used to things and you do that if you like?
Or a flash fire? Sometimes they forget they can do that. Showers were nice so it was understandable but still.
Oh and it seemed that Pax was being led...somewhere. Twizzler didn't move very fast seeing as they tripped every few steps.
Oh, Xinalith definitely did not want kids. Never in their existence had they had an urge to have any, either. The imps were enough, and so was little Twiz here. Pets, at the very most, to their own liking. If for whatever reason Pax wanted anything, it would take a long, long while for Xinalith to agree, simply because... well. They didn't want to raise a fucking child.
What's wrong with being dramatic?
Many things, Xinalith. But I digress.
Oh, maybe. Awh, they'll grow into it.
Ah, yes. I did.
They forgot about the flash fire thing. Actually... they're still forgetting about it.
I will come back shortly. You two have fun now.
Waving them both a little goodbye, Xinalith quickly disappeared. They really wanted that dragon saliva off of them.
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
Letting Xinalith take their new addition he was very focused on the book. That was until he went to respond to what kind of milk. Seeing Xinalith in their demon features with a baby dragon being so parental and cute, well it did something to his brain chemistry. Just like it did seeing them with the imps.
This man was whipped. So beyond whipped. His eyes were even watering seeing it. A small sniffle as he tried to not bother Twizzler, or Twiz as they were already nicknamed.
Mhm. Bison. Whale if we can get it. Hippos have pink milk. Maybe they would like pink milk.
Just how many kinds of milk did they think the creatures have? All of them. They had wyvern milk. I don't know why they were looking for other versions.
Xinalith, this will be our first proper outing with them. Oh we need to get Twiz added to the paintings.
Problem since Luxian isn't painting at the moment.
Oh and introduce them to the imps. Do you think they'll like them?
And the walking started, Pax already looking over and cooing so much he had a moment of almost falling into the ocean. Don't worry about that, it was worth it.
Twizzler even seemed to take to the tail, trying to gum it and grab at it. Maybe they just thought it was food though...hard to say. Either way the little grabby hands had Pax already chewing his hand in cuteness aggression.
Poor mother that woke up to both their baby and adopted baby being gone now.
Oh, let's just get it all. Let Twiz decide what they like.
Already, they were planning on spoiling the little baby. Look at them though. They were so adorable, Xinalith couldn't help themselves.
You're right, yes! To both! We should have a painting done with them. Them and the imps together. Us and everyone together. Oh, that would be so precious.
I think so. They'll have a new friend to play with. Then a new friend to get piggyback rides on once Twiz starts growing.
Chuckling away at the wyvern's antics, they did decide to keep a hold on Pax. Mostly to make sure he didn't go tumbling into any rivers or oceans along the way, but also because they were getting cuteness aggression themselves and needed to squeeze him. They'll be biting him later out of joy.
Going to see the baby wyvern's was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it. It was fun.
Pause.
Though, I do want a shower when I get back. The mother licked my head. I don't think you should kiss my head until I've showered, just to be safe. Why did she think I was her own baby? Do I look like a dragon?
Well if they are anything like us, Twiz will want whatever is most expensive.
Pax was aware the pair didn't give birth to Twizzler, right? This dragon didn't have any of their DNA? Guess they will see if the little thing really did have expensive taste.
Yes, absolutely. We have so many rooms and walls for paintings. Why don't we have more paintings? I'm sure I can find someone to to it, Rore would know people. I want a picture of you with all the imps and Twiz for my new phone background. Our family all together, oh won't that be precious?
Awe they'll be able to get into so much more trouble and reach so much higher. ...Love we might need to give them all tracking collars or bracelets or something to be safe.
Now it was very clear how much Pax loved the imps. They were his world and he would do anything for them. He even let them put glitter in his hair and that is saying something. Twizzler was a little different though. Pax wasn't there when Xinalith got the imps, he came into their lives later. With this little guy it felt like the first living being that Pax and Xinalith got together. With that he was already feeling emotional around the concept of it all. Perhaps that was why he almost cooed himself into the water. Thank you Xinalith for the added support.
A happy little accident like it was meant to be. To think this all started with me being bored and wanting your attention.
When we get back I can take Twiz, you go shower, then we introduce the little one to the imps. Ooh we can speak to Twiz in infernal so they grow up knowing how to talk to and understand the imps.
Keep it consistent.
Now that they were at the market, Pax simply bought every kind of milk they had. Cow, bison, elephant, whale, hippo, goat, camel, dragon, platypus, dolphin, seals, kangaroo, look you get the idea. There was a lot of milk. Pax also had no desire to carry it all back so a portal to their kitchen it was.
Xinalith couldn’t help but chuckle fondly, nodding their head.
We should get more paintings done, I agree. Or start framing our photographs. We can get them printed from our phones, can’t we? Is that not a thing? Both. Let’s do both. Once Twiz and the imps have settled in together, we can get a photo of us all. I want you in it too though.
Hmm. We could give it a go. I’m not too sure how they’d fare with them. They like playing dress up but they also like not wearing things all of the time.
Lifting a brow at what Pax said—as if they didn’t know already—Xinalith couldn’t help but softly laugh. Playfully, they poked his side, before lightly biting his arm. They did say no kisses yet on the head, but they didn’t say anything about no biting.
All of this just for my attention, hm? You could’ve just come into the study and started biting me, you know. I wouldn’t have minded.
No really, they wouldn’t have. They always love being around Pax, even when they were busy. Pax was always welcomed company and always put a smile on their face. Call it the Pax effect, but he really did bring a sense of calm whenever he was nearby, which just made everything more tolerable.
That sounds like a wonderful idea. Ooh, maybe the imps gurgling could help them learn. In that case, yes. Let’s only speak to them in infernal.
Well, with all the milk gathered, Xinalith grinned.
Hmm, what about toys? Let’s get them some toys. If I remember… I had a lot of things to bite. So maybe we should get sturdy chew toys.
Ooh we can do that. Should I start photo albums? We can have one for each imp and Twiz. Something to look back on as they grow. Well I think the imps are done growing but you know what I mean.
And yes we can have a proper family photo.
Pause.
Oh dear do you think Fizzle will be alright? You know how they get with me and now Twizzler will require a good amount of my attention.
This was the same imp that pushed Xinalith away from Pax mind you. That little one could get away with murder.
Hmm I would rather not use chips and I could do beetles but I feel like they would eat them. We'll figure something out, I want them to be comforatable too.
The bite made him smile and lightly chuckle with a "hey", only joy behind the word.
Well sure I could have, but where was the pizzazz in that? You know I like my showman ship.
Apparently that's what he calls jumping from the roof over and over again.
The feeling was mutual though. There was nothing Pax could be doing that he wouldn't want Xinalith there for. They could bust into the studio, break into a class, show up in an interview or photoshoot, they were always welcome where he was. More than welcome, wanted. Life and work just kept them apart at times. Foul really.
Looking down at the little dragon in his arms he cooed.
Twizzler was caught between wanting Xinalith's tail and getting distracted by the shine of Pax's piercings. Small squeaks each time they caught a glimpse of the other thing.
Awe I bet Pickles will be the best sibling to them and help them learn.
Also yes, I think so. We should also pick up new toys and things for the imps so they don't get jealous. I can already see the offence on Benzy's face if we show up with toys not meant for him.
Onto the next section in the market. As the pair moved around people could be seen staring, some cooing, others whispering about the baby dragon. It was an oddity to have one after all.
I'm surprised you haven't started that yet. Yes, photo albums. We should have one for the imps, Twiz and also us. Why don't we have photo albums?
Probably because you never brought the idea up, Xinalith? Also, both of your phones are stock full of pictures with one another.
Hmm. Fizzle might be fussy at first. But I'm sure they will be fine after a little bit. You'll just have to make sure to give them extra cuddles.
Chips? Why would you try to give the imps food if you're wanting to keep track of them?
Old ass.
I suppose so. But jumping into an ocean over and over again? That's new.
Toys for both the imps and Twizz. Gods, they're both getting spoilt.
They really were. But hey, neither of them seemed to mind.
Xinalith didn't particularly care for the people looking or whispering about their dragon; why should they? They were far too busy with looking at the toys available, picking out a few bones as well as some silicone, textured chews. As for the imps? They found a dangling toy that some of them would love to play with, as well as a few plushies that they'll most likely enjoying tearing up. (Or, if you were Fizzle, enjoy snuggling with).
There. I think this is enough for everyone. Did you want to get anything else, or shall we be on our way? We may want to get Twiz used to their new home first.
It was because they had all these photos in their phones. Do you know how much storage Pax has? It's 87% full with pictures of the imps and Xinalith. Oh and selfies. This man took so, so many selfies. It just came down to them never printing anything off.
We should make albums. I'll pick some up later and we can have a little date night making them pretty. Sound good, love?
Looking at Xinalith with a smile he nodded.
When you're with Twizzle I will give Fizzle all the attention. Oh hey their names sound alike.
And microchips, handsome. Little computers that would be imbedded in them.
Speaking of, the wyvern managed to get a hold of Xinalith's tail to gum to death again. And it seemed that the little one produced a lot of spit. Gurling on their own saliva as they started to squirm around more.
I have to keep you on your toes.
When have you ever known us to not spoil the things we love?
The longer they spent at the market the more Twiz started to squirm around. Xinalith's tail no longer entertaining enough as they started to squeak their little head off and clumsily attempt to climb Pax.
Home, home sounds good. I think someone is finally awake from the pollen.
Squeak!
Trying to keep the baby from falling a portal home was opened. All the while Twizzler was attempting to climb over to Xinalith to grab their wing.
Blinking a couple of times, Xinalith couldn't help the soft look in their eyes as they nodded. That idea of a date actually seemed rather precious. It wasn't anything fancy, it didn't require them having to go anywhere, it was very much just the pair sitting in and going back through photos. Looking back at fond memories with each other, the imps, even the other donari. It was sweet.
I would love that. Let's make a light dinner tonight, have some wine and just get comfortable. We can do face masks whilst we do it and have some reality TV on.
Oh. Don't put... 'microchips' in the imps. I don't want them to turn into a computer. What if they start looking up weird things?
That wasn't... sure.
I suppose so. But you do that anyway.
Xinalith was about to answer the spoiling question before Twiz's squirming caught their attention, making them chuckle fondly.
Awwhh. They're already using you as a climbing frame. It's alright, I do that too.
Making sure that the creatures got their payment, the demon chuckled as they opened their wing up a little, moving it closer to Twizzle so they could hop on and start... doing whatever with it, really. Biting most likely.
Once they were through the portal, Xinalith spotted the new section for their precious little wyvern, cooing as they gestured to it.
Let's make our way over there and let Twiz adjust. Then, depending on whether or not they're happy with it, we can try bringing the imps over.
There were so many memories to look back on too. The pair and their family have been through a lot in their times together.
That sounds perfect to me. I'll leave a projection here to get things while we go to let Twizzler settle in.
I won't chip the imps, don't worry.
No he wasn't going to correct them.
Now the problem that neither of them really thought about was that Twizzler was a newly hatched, baby Wyvern. One that could not be left alone for long. One that fed every two hours at most. That date night and them sleeping at all for the next month or so was out of the question.
This really was a case of a sudden decision. Sure one they both wanted but one not fully thought through. The imps were larger and could mostly be independent without a constant eye, the wyvern baby? Not a chance.
While they could probably bribe Moon to baby sit they might not get Twiz back again.
They'll figure out this issue soon enough though.
It seems they are already taking after you. Hey watch the eyes.
Pax softly chuckled as Twizzler slipped over his head trying to get to Xinalith.
Yeah one might think Twizzler's goal was to bite, but no. The little dragon jumped (almost slipping and falling) to cling to Xinalith's wing and dangle from it. Squeaking and screeching as their little hands did their best to grab on. All legs stumbling up and a tail trying to help.
This actually reminded Pax someone was going to have to teach them to fly. Given the fact he floated that would be on Xinalith.
Ah careful!
Ever the nervous man as he made sure Twizzler didn't fall. Sure it was probably good for a baby dragon to slip and tumble but he just wanted to keep the little one safe.
Oh wow someone is lively when awake.
Maybe we should put them down so they can run around?
Twizzler's new area was warm, the stones retaining heat. Mountains all around to keep it blocked from the ocean with the same forest the pair walked through to find them. A small, shallow pool in the back for drinking or sitting in and a premade nest for comfort. All in all a good place for them.
Xinalith was satisfied with the agreement of not turning the imps into little computers. That would've been disastrous, and Xinalith didn't want that. They were perfect the way they were, and they absolutely didn't want them to start googling odd things. Like... 'Google'. What a pointless website.
Like parent, like child. Look, they have gold on their scales just like you.
Thankfully, Xinalith was especially used to also being used as a climbing frame, their tail slipping under Twiz to help with balance whilst they busied themselves with dangling.
Such an energetic little thing. And a biter.
Seeming to agree, their other tail gently wrapped around Twiz so they could place the wyvern down, now turning around and taking a small step back.
Oh, look at its tongue. I wonder when they'll realise they can keep it in their mouth.
No, because really. It was always hanging out when they weren't actively squeaking, gurgling on their spit or biting something. So cute! No wonder Xinalith liked them so much!
Now being placed down, Twizzler let out another squeak before looking around, sniffing the air before beginning to walk... stumble, really, but they were definitely learning! And look, Twiz was...
...Going straight over to Pax, just to squeak at him.
Awh. Maybe Twiz wants you to walk with them. Or do they still want your earrings?
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
Letting Xinalith take their new addition he was very focused on the book. That was until he went to respond to what kind of milk. Seeing Xinalith in their demon features with a baby dragon being so parental and cute, well it did something to his brain chemistry. Just like it did seeing them with the imps.
This man was whipped. So beyond whipped. His eyes were even watering seeing it. A small sniffle as he tried to not bother Twizzler, or Twiz as they were already nicknamed.
Mhm. Bison. Whale if we can get it. Hippos have pink milk. Maybe they would like pink milk.
Just how many kinds of milk did they think the creatures have? All of them. They had wyvern milk. I don't know why they were looking for other versions.
Xinalith, this will be our first proper outing with them. Oh we need to get Twiz added to the paintings.
Problem since Luxian isn't painting at the moment.
Oh and introduce them to the imps. Do you think they'll like them?
And the walking started, Pax already looking over and cooing so much he had a moment of almost falling into the ocean. Don't worry about that, it was worth it.
Twizzler even seemed to take to the tail, trying to gum it and grab at it. Maybe they just thought it was food though...hard to say. Either way the little grabby hands had Pax already chewing his hand in cuteness aggression.
Poor mother that woke up to both their baby and adopted baby being gone now.
Oh, let's just get it all. Let Twiz decide what they like.
Already, they were planning on spoiling the little baby. Look at them though. They were so adorable, Xinalith couldn't help themselves.
You're right, yes! To both! We should have a painting done with them. Them and the imps together. Us and everyone together. Oh, that would be so precious.
I think so. They'll have a new friend to play with. Then a new friend to get piggyback rides on once Twiz starts growing.
Chuckling away at the wyvern's antics, they did decide to keep a hold on Pax. Mostly to make sure he didn't go tumbling into any rivers or oceans along the way, but also because they were getting cuteness aggression themselves and needed to squeeze him. They'll be biting him later out of joy.
Going to see the baby wyvern's was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it. It was fun.
Pause.
Though, I do want a shower when I get back. The mother licked my head. I don't think you should kiss my head until I've showered, just to be safe. Why did she think I was her own baby? Do I look like a dragon?
Well if they are anything like us, Twiz will want whatever is most expensive.
Pax was aware the pair didn't give birth to Twizzler, right? This dragon didn't have any of their DNA? Guess they will see if the little thing really did have expensive taste.
Yes, absolutely. We have so many rooms and walls for paintings. Why don't we have more paintings? I'm sure I can find someone to to it, Rore would know people. I want a picture of you with all the imps and Twiz for my new phone background. Our family all together, oh won't that be precious?
Awe they'll be able to get into so much more trouble and reach so much higher. ...Love we might need to give them all tracking collars or bracelets or something to be safe.
Now it was very clear how much Pax loved the imps. They were his world and he would do anything for them. He even let them put glitter in his hair and that is saying something. Twizzler was a little different though. Pax wasn't there when Xinalith got the imps, he came into their lives later. With this little guy it felt like the first living being that Pax and Xinalith got together. With that he was already feeling emotional around the concept of it all. Perhaps that was why he almost cooed himself into the water. Thank you Xinalith for the added support.
A happy little accident like it was meant to be. To think this all started with me being bored and wanting your attention.
When we get back I can take Twiz, you go shower, then we introduce the little one to the imps. Ooh we can speak to Twiz in infernal so they grow up knowing how to talk to and understand the imps.
Keep it consistent.
Now that they were at the market, Pax simply bought every kind of milk they had. Cow, bison, elephant, whale, hippo, goat, camel, dragon, platypus, dolphin, seals, kangaroo, look you get the idea. There was a lot of milk. Pax also had no desire to carry it all back so a portal to their kitchen it was.
Xinalith couldn’t help but chuckle fondly, nodding their head.
We should get more paintings done, I agree. Or start framing our photographs. We can get them printed from our phones, can’t we? Is that not a thing? Both. Let’s do both. Once Twiz and the imps have settled in together, we can get a photo of us all. I want you in it too though.
Hmm. We could give it a go. I’m not too sure how they’d fare with them. They like playing dress up but they also like not wearing things all of the time.
Lifting a brow at what Pax said—as if they didn’t know already—Xinalith couldn’t help but softly laugh. Playfully, they poked his side, before lightly biting his arm. They did say no kisses yet on the head, but they didn’t say anything about no biting.
All of this just for my attention, hm? You could’ve just come into the study and started biting me, you know. I wouldn’t have minded.
No really, they wouldn’t have. They always love being around Pax, even when they were busy. Pax was always welcomed company and always put a smile on their face. Call it the Pax effect, but he really did bring a sense of calm whenever he was nearby, which just made everything more tolerable.
That sounds like a wonderful idea. Ooh, maybe the imps gurgling could help them learn. In that case, yes. Let’s only speak to them in infernal.
Well, with all the milk gathered, Xinalith grinned.
Hmm, what about toys? Let’s get them some toys. If I remember… I had a lot of things to bite. So maybe we should get sturdy chew toys.
Ooh we can do that. Should I start photo albums? We can have one for each imp and Twiz. Something to look back on as they grow. Well I think the imps are done growing but you know what I mean.
And yes we can have a proper family photo.
Pause.
Oh dear do you think Fizzle will be alright? You know how they get with me and now Twizzler will require a good amount of my attention.
This was the same imp that pushed Xinalith away from Pax mind you. That little one could get away with murder.
Hmm I would rather not use chips and I could do beetles but I feel like they would eat them. We'll figure something out, I want them to be comforatable too.
The bite made him smile and lightly chuckle with a "hey", only joy behind the word.
Well sure I could have, but where was the pizzazz in that? You know I like my showman ship.
Apparently that's what he calls jumping from the roof over and over again.
The feeling was mutual though. There was nothing Pax could be doing that he wouldn't want Xinalith there for. They could bust into the studio, break into a class, show up in an interview or photoshoot, they were always welcome where he was. More than welcome, wanted. Life and work just kept them apart at times. Foul really.
Looking down at the little dragon in his arms he cooed.
Twizzler was caught between wanting Xinalith's tail and getting distracted by the shine of Pax's piercings. Small squeaks each time they caught a glimpse of the other thing.
Awe I bet Pickles will be the best sibling to them and help them learn.
Also yes, I think so. We should also pick up new toys and things for the imps so they don't get jealous. I can already see the offence on Benzy's face if we show up with toys not meant for him.
Onto the next section in the market. As the pair moved around people could be seen staring, some cooing, others whispering about the baby dragon. It was an oddity to have one after all.
I'm surprised you haven't started that yet. Yes, photo albums. We should have one for the imps, Twiz and also us. Why don't we have photo albums?
Probably because you never brought the idea up, Xinalith? Also, both of your phones are stock full of pictures with one another.
Hmm. Fizzle might be fussy at first. But I'm sure they will be fine after a little bit. You'll just have to make sure to give them extra cuddles.
Chips? Why would you try to give the imps food if you're wanting to keep track of them?
Old ass.
I suppose so. But jumping into an ocean over and over again? That's new.
Toys for both the imps and Twizz. Gods, they're both getting spoilt.
They really were. But hey, neither of them seemed to mind.
Xinalith didn't particularly care for the people looking or whispering about their dragon; why should they? They were far too busy with looking at the toys available, picking out a few bones as well as some silicone, textured chews. As for the imps? They found a dangling toy that some of them would love to play with, as well as a few plushies that they'll most likely enjoying tearing up. (Or, if you were Fizzle, enjoy snuggling with).
There. I think this is enough for everyone. Did you want to get anything else, or shall we be on our way? We may want to get Twiz used to their new home first.
It was because they had all these photos in their phones. Do you know how much storage Pax has? It's 87% full with pictures of the imps and Xinalith. Oh and selfies. This man took so, so many selfies. It just came down to them never printing anything off.
We should make albums. I'll pick some up later and we can have a little date night making them pretty. Sound good, love?
Looking at Xinalith with a smile he nodded.
When you're with Twizzle I will give Fizzle all the attention. Oh hey their names sound alike.
And microchips, handsome. Little computers that would be imbedded in them.
Speaking of, the wyvern managed to get a hold of Xinalith's tail to gum to death again. And it seemed that the little one produced a lot of spit. Gurling on their own saliva as they started to squirm around more.
I have to keep you on your toes.
When have you ever known us to not spoil the things we love?
The longer they spent at the market the more Twiz started to squirm around. Xinalith's tail no longer entertaining enough as they started to squeak their little head off and clumsily attempt to climb Pax.
Home, home sounds good. I think someone is finally awake from the pollen.
Squeak!
Trying to keep the baby from falling a portal home was opened. All the while Twizzler was attempting to climb over to Xinalith to grab their wing.
Blinking a couple of times, Xinalith couldn't help the soft look in their eyes as they nodded. That idea of a date actually seemed rather precious. It wasn't anything fancy, it didn't require them having to go anywhere, it was very much just the pair sitting in and going back through photos. Looking back at fond memories with each other, the imps, even the other donari. It was sweet.
I would love that. Let's make a light dinner tonight, have some wine and just get comfortable. We can do face masks whilst we do it and have some reality TV on.
Oh. Don't put... 'microchips' in the imps. I don't want them to turn into a computer. What if they start looking up weird things?
That wasn't... sure.
I suppose so. But you do that anyway.
Xinalith was about to answer the spoiling question before Twiz's squirming caught their attention, making them chuckle fondly.
Awwhh. They're already using you as a climbing frame. It's alright, I do that too.
Making sure that the creatures got their payment, the demon chuckled as they opened their wing up a little, moving it closer to Twizzle so they could hop on and start... doing whatever with it, really. Biting most likely.
Once they were through the portal, Xinalith spotted the new section for their precious little wyvern, cooing as they gestured to it.
Let's make our way over there and let Twiz adjust. Then, depending on whether or not they're happy with it, we can try bringing the imps over.
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
Letting Xinalith take their new addition he was very focused on the book. That was until he went to respond to what kind of milk. Seeing Xinalith in their demon features with a baby dragon being so parental and cute, well it did something to his brain chemistry. Just like it did seeing them with the imps.
This man was whipped. So beyond whipped. His eyes were even watering seeing it. A small sniffle as he tried to not bother Twizzler, or Twiz as they were already nicknamed.
Mhm. Bison. Whale if we can get it. Hippos have pink milk. Maybe they would like pink milk.
Just how many kinds of milk did they think the creatures have? All of them. They had wyvern milk. I don't know why they were looking for other versions.
Xinalith, this will be our first proper outing with them. Oh we need to get Twiz added to the paintings.
Problem since Luxian isn't painting at the moment.
Oh and introduce them to the imps. Do you think they'll like them?
And the walking started, Pax already looking over and cooing so much he had a moment of almost falling into the ocean. Don't worry about that, it was worth it.
Twizzler even seemed to take to the tail, trying to gum it and grab at it. Maybe they just thought it was food though...hard to say. Either way the little grabby hands had Pax already chewing his hand in cuteness aggression.
Poor mother that woke up to both their baby and adopted baby being gone now.
Oh, let's just get it all. Let Twiz decide what they like.
Already, they were planning on spoiling the little baby. Look at them though. They were so adorable, Xinalith couldn't help themselves.
You're right, yes! To both! We should have a painting done with them. Them and the imps together. Us and everyone together. Oh, that would be so precious.
I think so. They'll have a new friend to play with. Then a new friend to get piggyback rides on once Twiz starts growing.
Chuckling away at the wyvern's antics, they did decide to keep a hold on Pax. Mostly to make sure he didn't go tumbling into any rivers or oceans along the way, but also because they were getting cuteness aggression themselves and needed to squeeze him. They'll be biting him later out of joy.
Going to see the baby wyvern's was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it. It was fun.
Pause.
Though, I do want a shower when I get back. The mother licked my head. I don't think you should kiss my head until I've showered, just to be safe. Why did she think I was her own baby? Do I look like a dragon?
Well if they are anything like us, Twiz will want whatever is most expensive.
Pax was aware the pair didn't give birth to Twizzler, right? This dragon didn't have any of their DNA? Guess they will see if the little thing really did have expensive taste.
Yes, absolutely. We have so many rooms and walls for paintings. Why don't we have more paintings? I'm sure I can find someone to to it, Rore would know people. I want a picture of you with all the imps and Twiz for my new phone background. Our family all together, oh won't that be precious?
Awe they'll be able to get into so much more trouble and reach so much higher. ...Love we might need to give them all tracking collars or bracelets or something to be safe.
Now it was very clear how much Pax loved the imps. They were his world and he would do anything for them. He even let them put glitter in his hair and that is saying something. Twizzler was a little different though. Pax wasn't there when Xinalith got the imps, he came into their lives later. With this little guy it felt like the first living being that Pax and Xinalith got together. With that he was already feeling emotional around the concept of it all. Perhaps that was why he almost cooed himself into the water. Thank you Xinalith for the added support.
A happy little accident like it was meant to be. To think this all started with me being bored and wanting your attention.
When we get back I can take Twiz, you go shower, then we introduce the little one to the imps. Ooh we can speak to Twiz in infernal so they grow up knowing how to talk to and understand the imps.
Keep it consistent.
Now that they were at the market, Pax simply bought every kind of milk they had. Cow, bison, elephant, whale, hippo, goat, camel, dragon, platypus, dolphin, seals, kangaroo, look you get the idea. There was a lot of milk. Pax also had no desire to carry it all back so a portal to their kitchen it was.
Xinalith couldn’t help but chuckle fondly, nodding their head.
We should get more paintings done, I agree. Or start framing our photographs. We can get them printed from our phones, can’t we? Is that not a thing? Both. Let’s do both. Once Twiz and the imps have settled in together, we can get a photo of us all. I want you in it too though.
Hmm. We could give it a go. I’m not too sure how they’d fare with them. They like playing dress up but they also like not wearing things all of the time.
Lifting a brow at what Pax said—as if they didn’t know already—Xinalith couldn’t help but softly laugh. Playfully, they poked his side, before lightly biting his arm. They did say no kisses yet on the head, but they didn’t say anything about no biting.
All of this just for my attention, hm? You could’ve just come into the study and started biting me, you know. I wouldn’t have minded.
No really, they wouldn’t have. They always love being around Pax, even when they were busy. Pax was always welcomed company and always put a smile on their face. Call it the Pax effect, but he really did bring a sense of calm whenever he was nearby, which just made everything more tolerable.
That sounds like a wonderful idea. Ooh, maybe the imps gurgling could help them learn. In that case, yes. Let’s only speak to them in infernal.
Well, with all the milk gathered, Xinalith grinned.
Hmm, what about toys? Let’s get them some toys. If I remember… I had a lot of things to bite. So maybe we should get sturdy chew toys.
Ooh we can do that. Should I start photo albums? We can have one for each imp and Twiz. Something to look back on as they grow. Well I think the imps are done growing but you know what I mean.
And yes we can have a proper family photo.
Pause.
Oh dear do you think Fizzle will be alright? You know how they get with me and now Twizzler will require a good amount of my attention.
This was the same imp that pushed Xinalith away from Pax mind you. That little one could get away with murder.
Hmm I would rather not use chips and I could do beetles but I feel like they would eat them. We'll figure something out, I want them to be comforatable too.
The bite made him smile and lightly chuckle with a "hey", only joy behind the word.
Well sure I could have, but where was the pizzazz in that? You know I like my showman ship.
Apparently that's what he calls jumping from the roof over and over again.
The feeling was mutual though. There was nothing Pax could be doing that he wouldn't want Xinalith there for. They could bust into the studio, break into a class, show up in an interview or photoshoot, they were always welcome where he was. More than welcome, wanted. Life and work just kept them apart at times. Foul really.
Looking down at the little dragon in his arms he cooed.
Twizzler was caught between wanting Xinalith's tail and getting distracted by the shine of Pax's piercings. Small squeaks each time they caught a glimpse of the other thing.
Awe I bet Pickles will be the best sibling to them and help them learn.
Also yes, I think so. We should also pick up new toys and things for the imps so they don't get jealous. I can already see the offence on Benzy's face if we show up with toys not meant for him.
Onto the next section in the market. As the pair moved around people could be seen staring, some cooing, others whispering about the baby dragon. It was an oddity to have one after all.
I'm surprised you haven't started that yet. Yes, photo albums. We should have one for the imps, Twiz and also us. Why don't we have photo albums?
Probably because you never brought the idea up, Xinalith? Also, both of your phones are stock full of pictures with one another.
Hmm. Fizzle might be fussy at first. But I'm sure they will be fine after a little bit. You'll just have to make sure to give them extra cuddles.
Chips? Why would you try to give the imps food if you're wanting to keep track of them?
Old ass.
I suppose so. But jumping into an ocean over and over again? That's new.
Toys for both the imps and Twizz. Gods, they're both getting spoilt.
They really were. But hey, neither of them seemed to mind.
Xinalith didn't particularly care for the people looking or whispering about their dragon; why should they? They were far too busy with looking at the toys available, picking out a few bones as well as some silicone, textured chews. As for the imps? They found a dangling toy that some of them would love to play with, as well as a few plushies that they'll most likely enjoying tearing up. (Or, if you were Fizzle, enjoy snuggling with).
There. I think this is enough for everyone. Did you want to get anything else, or shall we be on our way? We may want to get Twiz used to their new home first.
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
Letting Xinalith take their new addition he was very focused on the book. That was until he went to respond to what kind of milk. Seeing Xinalith in their demon features with a baby dragon being so parental and cute, well it did something to his brain chemistry. Just like it did seeing them with the imps.
This man was whipped. So beyond whipped. His eyes were even watering seeing it. A small sniffle as he tried to not bother Twizzler, or Twiz as they were already nicknamed.
Mhm. Bison. Whale if we can get it. Hippos have pink milk. Maybe they would like pink milk.
Just how many kinds of milk did they think the creatures have? All of them. They had wyvern milk. I don't know why they were looking for other versions.
Xinalith, this will be our first proper outing with them. Oh we need to get Twiz added to the paintings.
Problem since Luxian isn't painting at the moment.
Oh and introduce them to the imps. Do you think they'll like them?
And the walking started, Pax already looking over and cooing so much he had a moment of almost falling into the ocean. Don't worry about that, it was worth it.
Twizzler even seemed to take to the tail, trying to gum it and grab at it. Maybe they just thought it was food though...hard to say. Either way the little grabby hands had Pax already chewing his hand in cuteness aggression.
Poor mother that woke up to both their baby and adopted baby being gone now.
Oh, let's just get it all. Let Twiz decide what they like.
Already, they were planning on spoiling the little baby. Look at them though. They were so adorable, Xinalith couldn't help themselves.
You're right, yes! To both! We should have a painting done with them. Them and the imps together. Us and everyone together. Oh, that would be so precious.
I think so. They'll have a new friend to play with. Then a new friend to get piggyback rides on once Twiz starts growing.
Chuckling away at the wyvern's antics, they did decide to keep a hold on Pax. Mostly to make sure he didn't go tumbling into any rivers or oceans along the way, but also because they were getting cuteness aggression themselves and needed to squeeze him. They'll be biting him later out of joy.
Going to see the baby wyvern's was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it. It was fun.
Pause.
Though, I do want a shower when I get back. The mother licked my head. I don't think you should kiss my head until I've showered, just to be safe. Why did she think I was her own baby? Do I look like a dragon?
Well if they are anything like us, Twiz will want whatever is most expensive.
Pax was aware the pair didn't give birth to Twizzler, right? This dragon didn't have any of their DNA? Guess they will see if the little thing really did have expensive taste.
Yes, absolutely. We have so many rooms and walls for paintings. Why don't we have more paintings? I'm sure I can find someone to to it, Rore would know people. I want a picture of you with all the imps and Twiz for my new phone background. Our family all together, oh won't that be precious?
Awe they'll be able to get into so much more trouble and reach so much higher. ...Love we might need to give them all tracking collars or bracelets or something to be safe.
Now it was very clear how much Pax loved the imps. They were his world and he would do anything for them. He even let them put glitter in his hair and that is saying something. Twizzler was a little different though. Pax wasn't there when Xinalith got the imps, he came into their lives later. With this little guy it felt like the first living being that Pax and Xinalith got together. With that he was already feeling emotional around the concept of it all. Perhaps that was why he almost cooed himself into the water. Thank you Xinalith for the added support.
A happy little accident like it was meant to be. To think this all started with me being bored and wanting your attention.
When we get back I can take Twiz, you go shower, then we introduce the little one to the imps. Ooh we can speak to Twiz in infernal so they grow up knowing how to talk to and understand the imps.
Keep it consistent.
Now that they were at the market, Pax simply bought every kind of milk they had. Cow, bison, elephant, whale, hippo, goat, camel, dragon, platypus, dolphin, seals, kangaroo, look you get the idea. There was a lot of milk. Pax also had no desire to carry it all back so a portal to their kitchen it was.
Xinalith couldn’t help but chuckle fondly, nodding their head.
We should get more paintings done, I agree. Or start framing our photographs. We can get them printed from our phones, can’t we? Is that not a thing? Both. Let’s do both. Once Twiz and the imps have settled in together, we can get a photo of us all. I want you in it too though.
Hmm. We could give it a go. I’m not too sure how they’d fare with them. They like playing dress up but they also like not wearing things all of the time.
Lifting a brow at what Pax said—as if they didn’t know already—Xinalith couldn’t help but softly laugh. Playfully, they poked his side, before lightly biting his arm. They did say no kisses yet on the head, but they didn’t say anything about no biting.
All of this just for my attention, hm? You could’ve just come into the study and started biting me, you know. I wouldn’t have minded.
No really, they wouldn’t have. They always love being around Pax, even when they were busy. Pax was always welcomed company and always put a smile on their face. Call it the Pax effect, but he really did bring a sense of calm whenever he was nearby, which just made everything more tolerable.
That sounds like a wonderful idea. Ooh, maybe the imps gurgling could help them learn. In that case, yes. Let’s only speak to them in infernal.
Well, with all the milk gathered, Xinalith grinned.
Hmm, what about toys? Let’s get them some toys. If I remember… I had a lot of things to bite. So maybe we should get sturdy chew toys.
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
Letting Xinalith take their new addition he was very focused on the book. That was until he went to respond to what kind of milk. Seeing Xinalith in their demon features with a baby dragon being so parental and cute, well it did something to his brain chemistry. Just like it did seeing them with the imps.
This man was whipped. So beyond whipped. His eyes were even watering seeing it. A small sniffle as he tried to not bother Twizzler, or Twiz as they were already nicknamed.
Mhm. Bison. Whale if we can get it. Hippos have pink milk. Maybe they would like pink milk.
Just how many kinds of milk did they think the creatures have? All of them. They had wyvern milk. I don't know why they were looking for other versions.
Xinalith, this will be our first proper outing with them. Oh we need to get Twiz added to the paintings.
Problem since Luxian isn't painting at the moment.
Oh and introduce them to the imps. Do you think they'll like them?
And the walking started, Pax already looking over and cooing so much he had a moment of almost falling into the ocean. Don't worry about that, it was worth it.
Twizzler even seemed to take to the tail, trying to gum it and grab at it. Maybe they just thought it was food though...hard to say. Either way the little grabby hands had Pax already chewing his hand in cuteness aggression.
Poor mother that woke up to both their baby and adopted baby being gone now.
Oh, let's just get it all. Let Twiz decide what they like.
Already, they were planning on spoiling the little baby. Look at them though. They were so adorable, Xinalith couldn't help themselves.
You're right, yes! To both! We should have a painting done with them. Them and the imps together. Us and everyone together. Oh, that would be so precious.
I think so. They'll have a new friend to play with. Then a new friend to get piggyback rides on once Twiz starts growing.
Chuckling away at the wyvern's antics, they did decide to keep a hold on Pax. Mostly to make sure he didn't go tumbling into any rivers or oceans along the way, but also because they were getting cuteness aggression themselves and needed to squeeze him. They'll be biting him later out of joy.
Going to see the baby wyvern's was a wonderful idea. Thank you for suggesting it. It was fun.
Pause.
Though, I do want a shower when I get back. The mother licked my head. I don't think you should kiss my head until I've showered, just to be safe. Why did she think I was her own baby? Do I look like a dragon?
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
You know, I was just thinking that. Great minds think alike it seems.
Oh also, love, I am very sure Kalaren is in his sorkrai so lets try to avoid that. He is Luxian's problem now.
Moving quickly on because...well he wanted nothing to do with that and he had a cute little baby bean in his arms, yes he did!
A smile formed on his face at the name, a soft chuckle coming from him.
Twizzler, I like it.
It seemed they did too, their tongue lolling out as they gurgled. Actually Twizzler gurgled a bit too much, choking on their own spit and shooting awake only to blink at Xinalith. A curious squeak as it's head tilted.
Now would be a good time to know how to care for a hatchling wyvern. If Pax needed regurgitated fish there was going to be an issue.
Humming Pax summoned a book from Moon's library. Flipping through he kept looking at Twizzler then the book then Twizzler and the book. All the while the baby wyvern was trying to each out little winged hands to grab at Xinalith.
After a bit more reading Pax was looking rather perplexed.
Huh. Well I can't find this exact little guy anywhere. I think we got a little hybrid baby. The best bet for what Twizzler eats is milk until they can eat solids.
Should we take a wander to the market and see what they have? The fattier the better.
Apparently agreeing on the subject, because Xinalith also could not be bothered with all of that, the demon couldn't help but chuckle when Twizzler's tongue rolled out. Oh, so precious, even the choking on their own spit part. He just reminded them of when their imps were much smaller!
Cooing softly when Pax was looking up wyvern's, the demon couldn't help but pick Twizzler up from him carefully, now letting the baby dragon cling to them. Oh, would you look at that, they even brought their demon features out just so they could bring their tail up and gently wave it in front of its face like it was a toy.
Oh, how precious. We've got ourselves a special little baby. Did you hear that, Twiz? You're a darling little one! You're going to be so big and scary.
Yes, let's. Fatty milk. The marketplace is bound to have something like that. What's the fattiest? Seal? Bison? A secret third option from a creature in a distant realm?
Whatever the answer, it seemed that the pair were already on their way there. At some point, Xinalith did pass Twizzler over to Pax, still keeping their tail up so the little creature could play with it.
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
Pax had just made it to Xinalith when they freed themself. A silent "awe" as he started taking pictures of them. You have no idea how many pictures of Xinalith in demon form that he had with them not knowing.
Once his photoshoot was done he walked over.
Come along love, we should head back before they wake up and realise what is happening. You might look like a baby dragon, I do not.
Humming, a portal back home opened, Pax helping to lead the blind demon and their newest family member through. Oh this was so exciting! Maybe the imps would cuddle it! Oh it needed a name! Was it a boy or girl even? Did it matter? Not really. And Moon should be expanding their quarters soon and-
Pax froze walking through the portal. One blink, then another to see if he was hallucinating.
Love you'll want to see this.
He whispered to Xinalith, a sense of shock in his voice.
There, in the chicken coop, was Kalaren going nuts. The feathers flying around as he held one in his mouth. While shocked at first he was quick to realise what was going on with Kalaren because well...he didn't do this normally and if he was body snatched Moon would have been involved by now.
Oh and he was just...walking off with all the now not alive chickens. That was nice?
Did Kalaren somehow hear Pax and Xinalith mention wanting those birds gone?
Anyways, phone back out to take a picture, Moon would love to see that. Just as he was sending her the picture and influx of texts from Luxian came in. A small chuckle leaving him before texting back. Actually he replied back with that picture of Kalaren saying they were aware and then a selfie of all of them and the new baby wyvern! A few reassurances that it was fine before he was putting the phone away.
Instantly Pax was cooing with glossy eyes at the sleeping baby. Who was starting to snort and squeak in it's sleep. Awe.
Xinalith I think I love them already, look at them.
Upon hearing Pax's voice, the demon huffed before walking over to him, nudging the baby wyvern into his hands so he could carry them. They were busy trying to wipe the dragon's saliva off of their head, before hobbling along through the portal.
The poor demon was growling in frustration at their predicament before they heard Pax again, another huff falling until the squawks of massacre hit their own ears. Turning their head towards the sound, a quick flash fire ran over them as they transformed back, Xinalith blinking several times themselves.
Well. This was... something.
He was absolutely going to town on them! Teeth right in there, shaking them about, feathers all over the place! What do you know.
The demon's eyes simply followed Kalaren as he took his leave, blinking a few more times before they moved back to the bloodshed that was the coop.
How odd. Did he hear us from all the way back here?
Apparently, they had the same question. Though, seeing Pax wanting to take a quick photograph with them both and the wyvern? Of course they leaned in to pose for it, a small smile on their face.
They're so precious. I love them too. We should name it...
Pause for dramatic effect......
Twizzler. Because it's red, will be long, and it looks silly. Like those long, American sweets.
Unless you have a better name for it?
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.
It really was too much for Pax to assume this would be easy. Xinalith runs in, steals a baby, they have a new addition to the family. Of course he should have known something would go wrong. What he couldn't have expected was for the situation to turn out like this. Really if anything he thought there would be a fight, not Xinalith being adopted.
One blink. Another one. Was he about to have to rescue demon Xinalith and their new wyvern child from a mother wyvern? Oh hells he was wasn't he.
See if it was only the one wyvern it wouldn't be so bad, but Pax needed to do this without pissing every single one of them off. Not to mention Pax was not a fighter by choice. To him that left one option, nap time.
Standing up with a small stretch a flute appeared in his hand. One deep breath and a fluttering tune began to play, flowers blooming along the ground, pollen pluming with a potent sleep agent withing in. A few good breaths would be all it took for the babies, and a lot more for the adults.
Now as for Xinalith, they had a history with drugs, delt with Pax for a long time, and regenerated well. If was anyone's guess if they would stay standing or if Pax would be trying to carry a demon and a now sleeping baby wyvern out.
The parents were beginning to wobble, eyes slipping closed as some of them bedded down around their newborns.
Seeing that, Pax stopped playing, the flowers slowly closing. Given the dose he had about one minute until the moms started to stir again. He didn't want babies hatching with sleeping mothers. So, he was making his way down to Xinalith now.
Luckily for Pax, he would not be needing to carry home a sleeping demon.
They were sniffing the air and recognised the pollen, now burying their snout into the mothers claws... who apparently took this as them accepting their fate. Bringing them in closer to get cuddled, how sweet! It definitely wasn't to prevent them from breathing in too much pollen!
When they heard the flute's music stopping, Xinalith lifted their head up, giving a few more sniffs before it was go-time. Baby wyvern still in their claws, they brought the sleepy creature up to their mouth to hold them by its neck, now just struggling to get out of the mother's grasp.
What an odd day.
With one final huff, Xinalith managed to push themselves out from under the mother's claws and slowly tumbled down the nest, flopping down onto their stomach. But hey, the baby was still in their mouth! Good for them!
It was quiet. Things were fine. The imps in their rooms, Xinalith probably in their study, Pax was...where was Pax?
Normally he would have be bothering Xinalith because he missed them by now, yet...nothing. Actually there wasn't even the faint sound of music coming from the studio. The sound of feet in the hall. Nothing.
That was until there was a sudden body flying past the window. Pax jumped from the roof of the castle. A splash sound.
Three seconds later it happened again. It seemed to keep happing in this structure.
Pax jumped, passed the window, fell into the ocean, teleported to the roof, and did it again.
Xinalith was, indeed, in their study. Minding their own business, deciding that they absolutely must rewrite so many spellbooks. So, that was apparently what they were doing.
Now, because they were so focused, they didn't really notice the lack of a certain donari. To them, he could've gone for a walk somewhere. Maybe spoke to someone. Perhaps even deciding to pay Moon or Kalaren a visit.
And hey, judging from the blurred body falling past their window, maybe he was doing just—.
Xinalith paused. Looked over at their window. Ear twitching at the splash sound.
Maybe Moon's pets were—.
It happened again. No, that was Pax.
Blinking several more times, watching as Pax seemed to be doing the same thing over and over again, Xinalith decided to slowly push themselves up from their desk before teleporting onto the roof as well.
The demon stood there for a few minutes, just watching it all unfold, before eventually clearing their throat.
Darling. What are you doing?
Pax heard Xinalith, turning back to face them before...falling again.
This time when he came back up though he was pushing his hair back with a warm smile. Ignore that he was dripping wet and fully clothed at that.
Hello, love. I was just falling for you.
He saw the opportunity, he took it. That wasn't what he was really doing though, and that was probably obvious by the way the gold in his skin was lightly glowing and he was practically buzzing.
Pax had an excess of energy. This will lessen once he connected with the donari realm but for now, turns out having royal magic with nowhere to put it had set backs.
There was that time he didn't burn off enough energy training and their home became a hedge maze. It took them an hour to find all the imps.
This time though it seemed diving was what his brain chose to do.
Was I disturbing you? I can stop if you want?
Pax was trying to disturb them.
...Anndd scarlets followed him as he fell off the roof again. Blink. Bliink.
Ah. He's back.
How lovely.
Oh, the hedge incident was really something. The imps loved it, for sure. Xinalith? Not so much. That poor demon was panicking because they had no idea where all of them were, especially as they had separated themselves.
No, you're fine. I was just curious as to why you were flinging yourself off the rooftop over and over again. It's nice to know it's because you're so in love with me though.
It wasn't.
Are you bored, love? Would you like to do something?
Oh well I'm glad to hear you weren't busy I didn't want to disturb you.
Yeah because that's why he was jumping exactly in line with their window instead of...anywhere else.
Bored? Me? Well I suppose if you're free we could do something.
All according to plan.
You know, I was talking with an old friend and apparently there is a wyvern hatching happening. It's a bit of a hike and in a different realm but it could be nice to go see. If you want. I know it's not a dragon but they're close right?
Pax wanted to go see them. Who knows he might see one he likes to take home. It wasn't like he was one to keep pets though.
Oh, no. Of course not.
They were busy. That's why they were in the study. Pax knew this, they knew this, we all know this. Yet still, here they were. Bamboozled again.
Really, it's a miracle that Xinalith got any work done at all. Especially as all it took was for Pax to ask and they were more than likely to say yes. He really did get away with so much.
A wyvern hatching? Well, they are a sub-species of dragon, so I say that counts. Yes, let's go and watch. Oh, how fun.
Chuckling, Xinalith did gesture to Pax's current appearance.
You may want to dry yourself up first though, darling. Unless you plan on walking around drenched. Which, I mean, it's your choice, but I don't think you'd like that later on.
A small pout as he looked down on himself. Ah, right. Lucky for everyone, magic. A flash fire took him over, dry, hair back to silky and voluminous, and walking over to Xinalith to place his hands on their waist.
I would rather be dry. This shirt chafes when wet. Terrible really. It should never be wet.
And who was it that got it wet?
Anyway my beloved, come along.
Humming softly a portal opened to the new realm. It was rocky, but with lush greenery all around it. Mountain met forest, and up one of the mountains, through said forest, smoke could be seen spiraling. That would be where their wyverns were. Really it all looked like earth in the Jurassic period. Very beautiful but regrettably humid. It would be then Pax gave them both a barrier to keep them comfortable.
Our sight lays just beyond here. Oh warning I did hear there were some rather unsavory animals that also live here, so let's hope we don't run into them while we are in there.
No seriously, hope they don't. These were creatures that lives alongside, and in some cases, hunted wyverns. Given Xinalith's track record with animals avoiding them was for the best.
A low hum left Xinalith as Pax came closer to them, their hands making their way up to his cheeks.
You poor thing. Are you okay? Does a certain pair need kisses?
Yes, they were talking about his chest. Look, it's a terrible fate. Nipple chafing is a real thing, and Xinalith has heard that giving mouth to nip helps! They're really just looking out for him.
Pulling him in though, they placed a soft kiss to his lips before chuckling, happily taking his hand as the pair made their way through the portal.
Xinalith took a quick look around at the new space, scarlets watching the smoke waft up into the air. Then, their ears twitched at Pax's warning, a quiet hum falling.
Well, that would be terrible if we bumped into them. Mostly for me. Or them. Them, really.
Let's be on our way then, love. Wyverns await! Ooh, would you ever want a dragon as a pet?
And so, Xinalith was already beginning to pull Pax along. Look, they liked dragons. Wyverns were a type of dragon. They were happy to see them regardless. What a good day.
Well this was certainly only going to feed into his dramatics. A long sigh, hand to forehead.
I'm suffering but being super brave about it. They do, they really do need some attention and love. But later, when they can appreciate it more, after our adventure.
AKA he was going to implode if he didn't do something soon. The kiss was very welcome though! It always was.
Probably for the entire ecosystem because of you. And while I wouldn't blame you, we can try to do the leave no trace thing.
Well he couldn't argue with that, already being pulled to the thick brush. Well remember that whole leave no trace thing? Pax was already using his magic to move the brushes and trees for a path. Sure it sealed again behind them but he was absolutely fucking with the nature to not bushwhack.
As for their question though, he hummed softly, swinging their arms as they walked. Again, too much energy.
I wouldn't mind that. Sometimes I think back to the one Moon and I had and I loved her a lot. Dragons in general. I could see us having a lovely dragon pet. It's also not like we don't have the space. One ask and it could have it's own land beside us in the realm. Ooh plus imagine if the imps did get to actually have their dragon. We might be able to get rid of the chickens...
Why are you planning to steal a wyvern baby while we are here? I always saw you with more of a full fledged and large dragon.
Not that Pax would complain. He had a lot of love to give, why not give him another being to shower in affection?
Did I tell you the donari realm had a type of dragon? We didn't call it that but looking back I'm pretty sure it was the same idea.
You're always brave, love. And alright, later. I'll take a good look at them and make sure nothing's amiss. Hands on, though.
Xinalith and Pax's chest? Get a room.
It's not as if I am going out of my way to fight these animals. I'll merely be protecting myself! They should just learn to leave me the fuck alone.
Damn animals. Why were they so obsessed with them? Yes, it was because they were a demon, and yes it was because animals are far more sensitive to their presence, thus making them anxious... but still. How rude. They don't go around and annoy animals!
...Might eat them, sure. But that's neither here or there.
No, I'm not planning on it. It was just a thought. I think it would be quite cool if we had a large dragon as a pet. And then we can get it to eat people.
I don't think Pax would be too fond of that.
No, you didn't. Does it still exist, or did it go extinct many years ago? If it does exist, I want to see it. Big donari-dragon. Double D's. Ohh, we could call it Breastica. Tittiana.
They wouldn't have it any other way. How else would you ensure they're safe and okay?
Pax regenerates. Remember that. He was already healed when he dried off. This is a choice.
Do you think us being together makes it neutral? Animals don't like you, they feel calm with me, us together equals animals just being animals? Or does hate supersede it all?
This was a genuine curiosity. Not one that they would be testing mind you, "oh how close can we get to the tiger" bull shit wasn't happening, but it was a curiosity still.
While I wouldn't stop it I would rather it wasn't taught to do that. Let it make it's own people eating choices.
...right...because...that was the best option...
Pax couldn't help but laugh at the names given, shaking his head before more laughter fell.
Breastica.
And there was the snicker. Ancient being and king mind you. A really great hope for the donari people here.
Honestly I don't know. I haven't seen one since being back but they were very rare, even back then. I only ever read about them, never got to see one myself.
They are almost pure white and blend in with the clouds but with an iridescent shine. They are slimmer than most of the dragons in the infernal realm but still big. They'd hunt in the oceans. Who knows maybe we'll see one, one day.
Precisely. It's a safety measure.
They were both just as ridiculous as one another.
Slowly blinking at Pax, Xinalith had to give him a moment before sighing.
Darling. You've seen how the chickens are like with me. They will peck at me if given the chance, it doesn't seem to matter if you're there or not. It seems no matter what, if I'm here, then they will want to attack me. So unless you can somehow distract them for long enough by making them calm, I'm getting beaks, claws, teeth, trunks, whatever it is up my ass. Again, very rude.
Oh, no, I wouldn't teach it. I would just let it.
Give them a moment.
Okay, maybe I would teach it, but it's a dragon.
Ooh. Maybe we should go on the hunt for it one day. Make a day of it, we go looking for this big dragon-creature and just look at it. It'll be fun!
Mind you, dragons in general didn't really care for demons. They were normally bigger, they weren't too much of a threat... usually, anyway.
Truly a pair made in hells and formed together to make something that makes everyone else sick. They were happy though, so really what else mattered?
Hearing the mention of the chickens...well he couldn't argue that one. They chose violence on sight whether Pax was there or not.
Right, noted, we do not cancel one another out. A shame really. Actually us walking around like this is probably confusing the hells out of any animals around here. Poor things are probably thinking they're going insane.
Seriously though, the chickens, how long are we going to keep up with them? Because I am running out of chickens that look the exact same when something goes wrong and I think the imps will notice. Do you think I can bribe them with new toys and make them go away?
Pax was tired of the smell and dust really, and because Xinalith couldn't go near them and the imps were well the imps he was the one caring for them mostly. While he had nothing against chickens in general he never wanted to care for them or have to clean up their shit. Even magically. Still the imps were spoilt and one look from them he would do anything they asked so he would also keep doing this.
Can you at least teach it a command to eat people so when I am with it it doesn't just randomly eat a person?
Compromise at it's finest with these two.
I would like that. Maybe after my connection ritual we go looking for them? Like an after ceremony vacation.
The animals of the donari realm were...odd. Beings so close to existence that people walking through didn't even startle them. Maybe they should test to see their reactions to demons at some point.
Hmm, maybe. But this isn’t about them right now. This is about us seeing baby wyverns.
I don’t know. I don’t want the chickens, I hate them. They’re all assholes and I’d much prefer to eat them. Can’t we just get Luxian in and have him go a little dog-crazy, then blame him when the imps get upset?
Ah, yes, because that’s a good idea!
You could try bribing them with new toys, but I’m not entirely sure what they would consider a good trade. I believe chickens are still very high up there for them. Perhaps a bubble machine?
Xinalith was just talking out of their ass right now, they had no idea. One thing that the creatures had taught the imps was bartering, and these imps? They had their own hierarchy of what they considered to be high value and what wasn’t. To make it even more difficult, they were all different. Fizzle would give up a chicken if it meant they got a huge teddy bear, whilst Benzy would probably give his away for a stick of gum. It was ridiculous.
Alright. Just for you, love. I’ll make it an obscure command as well, something you probably wouldn’t say. Like ‘go bananas’.
Ooh, what a lovely idea! Yes, let’s do that. I’ll have the imps stay in the infernal castle so we can make a real trip out of it. The realm will be fine when I’m not there, surely. There was a period of time where it was just six sins ruling, after all.
You are so right, love. Look at you looking on the bright side of things.
Speaking of, due to Pax's reconstruction of forest they were making great time. The smell of the charring forest where they were nesting becoming stronger, even sounds of their roars in the distance.
I think Luxian would cry if he upset the imps, then Kalaren would be upset, and then you wouldn't get to be the one to harm them and eat them for torturing you all this time.
Hmm, maybe I'll see if the creatures know what they would want in exchange. The problem is Pickles would ask for something reasonable where as Benzy would want a lollipop, then when the lollipop is gone he would want what Pickles has.
They really all were siblings. Adorable really. Terrible at times like this but adorable in general.
The creatures teaching them to barter had its moments. Normally very cute, other times they were trying to barging their way into a hot chocolate with marshmallows in exchange for sleep. Can you guess who wouldn't sleep after all that sugar? You're right, the imps!
Well that seemed to get him, making him laugh once more. Could you imagine seeing a dragon, hearing "go bananas" and it just starts mauling people? As terrible as the massacre would be it would be hilarious.
Okay deal. But now it has to be "go bananas" or something equally as silly. Oooh or a war horn. But you would need a horn. Mine isn't for war purposes.
Ignore all the times he used it dramatically to summon Moon somewhere.
It has been a long while since we went on a proper adventure, hasn't it? Yes, lets. I would love that a lot actually. I can finally properly show you my home realm the way it was meant to be seen.
All Xinalith could really do for that was click their tongue, whilst rolling their eyes.
Luxian should just stop being a pussy. The one time I'd ask him to do something and you're telling me he'll just get upset? Tssk. He's part fox, he should be going nuts over chickens.
Or you could just do it yourself.
It's truly an issue. They are so spoilt. How did they get that way?
Gee, I wonder. They were already spoilt before they started to live with Pax as well. He just made it worse. You both spoil them.
I think 'go bananas' is funny too, so I'll stick with that. I also don't want a horn. You can keep your horn.
Yes, that would be perfect. Ooh, now I'm really looking forward to your little ritual.
As the pair continued walking, those very roars were beginning to get louder, Xinalith's ear twitching when they started to hear a couple of squeakier, baby chirps. Immediately, their eyes lit up, squeezing Pax's hand in excitement.
Love!! Hurry, hurry! They're already hatching!
Like most things there was no point in arguing with Xinalith. They were right after all, Pax and Luxian met when he was trying to eat one of the imps chickens. However even Xinalith couldn't get rid of the chickens so who were they to argue.
And Xinalith started spoiling them, Pax just made it worse.
As for the future attack command of their future hypothetical dragon, Pax was fine with it.
For now though there was a hatching to watch. An adoration filled chuckle at their excitement as the pair of them hurried up.
Where they came out was above the crater the wyvern were nesting in. Close enough to see the details of their scales but far enough for them to hopefully not pay any mind to the pair.
There were around twenty female wyverns and their nests, two to six eggs per nest. While most were still in their eggs, their mothers warming them with a soft flame and curling around them, a few were already free. So small with eyes too big for their head and stumbling around awkwardly as they tried to walk. A few falling on their faces with little squeaks, others already bugging their mothers for food.
Finding a good place to sit he laid out a blanket for them both, bringing Xinalith down with him to watch.
Awe, love, look at them. They're so tiny, they don't even know they're going to be so big and scary.
Ooh look at that one.
Pax whispered and pointed to one of the babies. Its head was far too big and it was having trouble lifting it, huge eyes to match. Still it saw a fish on the ground and was dragging it's little bobble head and squeaking as it tried to get close enough to bite the fishy.
Oh, this was one of the greatest days.
A lot of people knew that Xinalith loved dragons. It was the one beast that didn't want to bite their head off for breathing, looked big and terrifying, and also frequented their home realm. Growing up, they've always adored dragons, having little toys taken from different realms. Why do you think they have Kumquat back at home, still happily perched on their bookshelf?
So seeing wyverns, so many of them in one spot, newly hatching? The best day!
In fact, their eyes were sparkling. Literally as if a kid was seeing something they wanted.
They're so adorable. I want ten.
Xinalith was not joking.
Another more wyverns started to hatch, Xinalith deciding to cuddle into Pax as they watched. All of them in so many different shapes, sizes and colours. But one in particular caught their eye.
It was a dark red with the tips of their scales shimmering in gold; large, beady eyes and a tongue constantly lolling out of its mouth whenever it tried to walk. As if it were either concentrating really hard, or it still hadn't realised that they could keep their tongue in their mouth. And just like the others, it kept tripping over its little feet, squeaking like it was nobody's business.
Ohh. Oh Xinalith wanted that one. They wanted that baby wyvern. There was just something about it. It was going to grow up into one ferocious, angry dragon. They wanted it.
And from the way Xinalith's scarlets were locked in on it, like they just spotted a meal? They were thinking about it.
Really... really thinking about it...
Why not make it twenty?
Pax was a sucker for cute animals if seeing how he was with the imps wasn't clear enough. These little idiots were so fucking cute he had tears in his eyes.
Now Xinalith's core was in Pax's soul, he could feel it. The way it shifted into something more hunting. How the want resonated in it. Following their gaze he saw it. That precious red and gold dragon and that silly tongue.
This was when his mind started to wander. What it would really be like to have and raise a dragon or wyvern. The imps. All of the work it would take, what work it would take.
Yet the longer he looked at it, saw the way Xinalith was looking at it, a small smile formed. Cuddling back into them for a moment he let off a light sigh.
Go get it. We'll work on space for it when we get back.
As he said it he was already pulling out his phone, sending a message to Moon asking for an extension to their living quarters for their soon to be new addition to the family. Normally she wouldn't be thrilled of the sudden ask, but well it was a baby wyvern. She wanted to see that just as much as anyone.
The reaction from Xinalith? Oh, it was instant. The second they heard the 'OK' from Pax, that demon was already transforming into their demon form and launching themselves into the nest where the baby dragon was.
Landing in it, Xinalith was sniffing around before they carefully picked up the baby with its mouth, preparing themselves to take off... before the mother came back.
Now. Xinalith was big in their form, but this was a fucking wyvern. She was bigger. With sharp teeth, a bite most undoubtedly stronger than Xinalith's, and also much bigger claws. Basically, she was huge, and if Xinalith was going to get away with this big ass wyvern? They were going to have to fight their way out.
But... that didn't happen. No, surprisingly, something else did. All creatures had personalities, and this wyvern? Was apparently very maternal, and did not see Xinalith as a threat. No, no she saw them as a baby. An eyeless, odd dragon creature that clearly was abandoned by their mother. She was able to feel Xinalith's warmth, and a lot of dragon species were warm-blooded. So, therefore, they were a dragon too.
You can imagine the confusion in Xinalith's growl when they felt a claw stop them from taking off, just to instead bring them closer and give them one, big lick on the head. What the hells was this?
Dropping the baby wyvern, Xinalith made sure to catch it in their claws before going in to bite the big wyvern's claws. Did this anger her? No, but she did apparently snort at them as a telling off. Smoke in the face. Lovely. Baby dragons shouldn't be biting the mom, apparently.