Fire and Flames, Fun and Games

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“They really put security around the fountain. Oh my God”

“Sneak behind them and take some chocolate. I dare you”

“HEY WHO WANTS TO SEE ME CHUGGING FIVE BOTTLES AT ONCE”

“I got some paint spray. Let’s make even more mess”

“The host seems terribly nervous, poor guy…”

“The host seems terribly nervous. Good”

“Take one last diamond, come on. Nobody will notice”

“Wanna bet who’s the next idiot who risks death?”

“Yep, you’re drunk”

“I need a drink”

“Please, let’s go home”

“TAKE THE CAMERA, OH MY GOD”

“LET’S McFREAKING LOSE IT”

“Well, there’s no more going back now!”

“Maybe they didn’t notice us yet…”

“Ugh. HE’S the host?! Thinking it now, the Devil wasn’t that bad.”

“Let’s have some fun!!!”

“So, would you like to dance?”

“I am NOT dancing, thank you very much”

“I’m literally here just for the free food”

“I’ll stay forever by the chocolate fountain”

“The booze! Wanna see who gets drunk first?”

“May I offer you a drink?”

“The tree looks incredibly pretty… Are those real diamonds?!”

“Stay away from there. There’s mistletoe everywhere”

“Soooo huh. We’re under the mistletoe already, huh?”

“You’re here too?!”

“I didn’t know you had a date!”

“I love your dress!”

“I was right. The Devil himself is here!”

Grim yelped when Hilda started yelling. He plastered a really nervous smile on his face. He curled up as Hilda came up, and almost forgot to keep flapping his wings.

The dragon moved to the side so Hilda could look at the telescope. “Ssssorry H-H-Hilda… I-I-I d-d-d-didn’t r-realize I’d left Isle T-T-Two, or even the area around my tower… I’ve b-b-b-b-been busy w-w-w-w-worrying about w-w-w-what to w-w-w-w-w-w-wear to the B-B-B-Ball… I’m r-r-r-r-really ssssorry.” 

After inspecting her telescope and not finding any damages Hilda let out a sigh and calmed herself. She turned back to Grim. “Really? You were that busy worrying about what to wear to the ball that you were completely blind to your surroundings? Unbelievable.”

Grim was currently worrying. As he flew absently, the dragon was fretting over the ball. He still didn’t know what he was going to wear.

In all his worry he failed to notice he wasn’t flying anywhere near his tower, or that he’d left Isle Two. He did notice when he flew into something glass.  Backpedaling, Grim realized he’d run into a rather large telescope. The kind of telescope that’s in an observatory.