The other day you finally got a pet dragon. You were overjoyed! You had been wanting to get one for ages now and finally your parents caved.

So as anyone does when they get a dragon, you prepared everything, you made a nest, you got it plushies and toys, and you got a little handbook about dragons.

Unbeknownst to you, the handbook you got had a misprint, so the things that people should never do to their dragons was labled 'best way to spoil your dragon'. The section originally was meant to say everything not to do regarding dragon mating and healthy dragon and owner relationship's. Except for you, it was labled as the best things to do.

Then you finally got Syprus, and he latched onto you instantly. To the point where the breeder was confused by it. Buying dragons had been outlawed just a day after you got Syprus so you got him for pretty cheap.

And god did Syprus fucking love you to bits.

Like. A little too much.