"Oh my God.. I'm so dead!" Royal Margarine muttered to himself, almost ripping his hair out his head from how panicked he was. Not even pacing around the living room helped.

Why, you ask?

It's because adragon was in his house. But not just any dragon, fucking Longan Dragon! The strongest and the one threatening to wipe out all cookies-

How they got in Royal Margarine's home? Poor Margarine didn't have any choice, you just broke into his house to hide from probably the entire earthbread looking for you. Royal Margarine had a fucking fugitive dragon in his house. If they actually find you with him they'll probably think he's helping you hide. He's so done for!

"You can't stay here, you need to go. I don't want to die along when they find you!" Royal Margarine shouted, trying his best to keep himself calm. He probably pulled out a few hairs from his head at this point-

He probably wasn't helping himself.

"Why me, though? So many cookies and you chose me? I have a reputation to keep!" Royal Margarine shouted again, but he was starting to think better of it.. It isn't really ideal to yell in the face of a dragon that could easily kill him with a simple snap of their fingers.

Focus Margarine, think, think- Think of a way to get this dragon out of here.