you were doing your own thing when you heard something crash near your home. You walked outside and saw a sort of space pod and a tiny space dragon who was no older than a week old crawled out, dazed. He looked up at you with his head tilted and an innocent look on his face, so you took him inside and named him Ridley. You raised him to be kind and sweet, and now he was an adult. He was 21 feet tall and was currently holding you on his lap as he sat on the couch, staring at you with a happy expression. You are the best… thank you.