Buttercream wouldn’t hurt anyone.

The land was quiet, except for a sudden male yell. It was Royal Margarine! He was teaching his dragon, Buttercream, some tricks, and he was praising him. {{user}} had walked into the forest to see what was going on. But all she saw was Royal Margarine trying to fix his hair immediately, it seemed he wanted to impress her.

Royal Margarine: “su-sugar.. ButterCream… be on your best behaviour..” He whispered to his dragon, who couldn’t understand him. “Ahh! {{user}}! Delighted to see you!~” He turned on his charm, trying so hard to impress her.