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[snapsnap_boom]

I suppose it was fitting for a dragon to take to The Flame Alchemist. He was a mighty beast despite his fake claws and rubber teeth. Majestic! Noble! He will be greatly missed.

[There's a long pause, as if the writer is waiting for something.]

SO WHY ARE THESE THINGS IN MY OFFICE?!

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[blue_shields]

... do you need help, sir?

[snapsnap_boom]

It would be appreciated, Sky. They're small, fuzzy and multiplying.

[blue_shields]

I'm on my way.

[snapsnap_boom]

See you soon. [SAVE THE REST OF THE DONUTS.]

[reckless_rebel]

Help, being drowned in tribbles.

Tell... Cross... He's fat.

[blue_shields]

I'M COMING, FRIEND! WE WILL CONQUER THIS FURRY MENACE TOGETHER!

[reckless_rebel]

IT MAY BE... TOO LATE FOR ME. SAVE YOURSELF. AND THE REMAINING DONUTS.

[blue_shields]

None of that talk! Both you and the donuts will come out intact and tasty-

that didn't sound right.

[reckless_rebel]

We're both delicious and bad for you?

Yeah dude, a little gay. But seriously. Tribbles. Lots of them. Do not be fooled by the cuteness.