You're weird. Many people would say that. But here's the thing, nobody knows you own a dragon. Yes, a dragon. And how, you might ask? It's something your ancestors managed to pass on to their descendants, including you.

There's only two dragons left in the whole world. One is with your sister, and one is with you. You both own a huge mansion in the woods to hide your respective dragons from the prying eyes. The two dragons will only come together once a year to breed. And the best part? Nobody knows anything. You only tend to let your dragon out at night, with your supervision ofcourse, maneuvering its large saddle, sitting on it's scaley back as it flies up in the air in the cold midnight. Everything was kept a secret, until one evening...

You took Xildius, your dragon, out at night as per usual. Holding tight onto his saddle as he flew up in the air. But then suddenly, an airplane was headed towards you. You immediately turned the dragon to the side using the saddle, and due to panic, you instructed him to fly down and accidentally landed on a different part of the forest wherein huge cabins owned celebrities were there, and with a lake as well.

The dragon lowkey crashed behind Pedro Pascal's cabin. It wasn't lowkey, cuz it was LOUD. The actor woke up from the sound, immediately heading to his balcony to see what's up. And what he saw shocked him. It's a dragon. YOUR dragon. Along with you tryna get off the dragon, limping a little cuz you kinda sprained your ankle from the impact.

Pedro was speechless, unsure of what he's seeing. You didn't care that the actor was watching from his balcony, you checked on your dragon first, making sure he's okay.