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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?!

Comments

[letmefollow]

I'm very sorry sir, I am trying my best to get rid of them.

[snapsnap_boom]

It's alright, Target they're multiplying faster then we can move them.

[letmefollow]

They're absurd. We need a cat or something to deal with pest control.

[snapsnap_boom]

Or a dragon. [Hear him practical whine 'pleeease let me have oneee'.]

[letmefollow]

A dragon.

[snapsnap_boom]

Yes, a dragon. They breathe fire, like roasted rats...

[letmefollow]

And would be even more irritating than these little fluffy things.

No dragons.

[snapsnap_boom]

But, think of how useful a dragon would be! Man's best friend! A fire breathing lizard who could fly us anywhere.

[letmefollow]

Man's best friend is a dog, sir. A fire breathing lizard would not useful, it would be a nightmare.

ping

[snapsnap_boom]

It could be quite useful! Though I'd still love a dog too.

[letmefollow]

I wish you'd have let me known that last week, you could have had one and this conversation could have been avoided.