#heyyyo!

​          Princess would arrive home to find her personal Dragonslayer neck deep within her fridge,  the sounds of jars being knocked about,  crunching from fire fueled maw,  and subtle giggling could be heard from within said fridge.  Instincts slowly setting in,  emerald hue would soon peek above the open door of said fridge,  innocently enough.  Quickly enough,  talon would swipe away leftover food from boy’s face,  as if to hide the crime that had been committed.  Canines perked into a grin,  shooting right toward Celestial.