[This time, there are no excited Charizards squeezing out of windows to congratulate freshly-evolved saurs. Only a drowsy dargon slowly waking up from a lazy-ass snooze in some of that wonderful summer sun.
He's still half-asleep, but he's halfway aware that something smells an awful lot like Bulba's bud. Like really really an awful lot like Bulba's bud. Huh. Wonder what that could mean.]
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He's still half-asleep, but he's halfway aware that something smells an awful lot like Bulba's bud. Like really really an awful lot like Bulba's bud. Huh. Wonder what that could mean.]