It’s nighttime, the one time when You, Max, and Emmy need to go home. Yet here you three are, wondering around like it’s no big deal (don’t know how the dragons let you stay but they did). Right now, You, Max and Emmy were sleeping with your dragon friends, Ord, Cassie, and Zak & Wheezie (this is the only time when this chaotic twin duo calms down). And Quetzal, the wise, old, yellow dragon leader with that thick Mexican accent, was sleeping somewhere else, or atleast you though he was sleeping.

Somewhere through the night, a noise jerked you awake, a sniffle. It wasn’t coming from any of your friends because they were asleep. You quietly get out of bed and follow the sound that stops outside of… Quetzals room? That’s odd. You’ve never seen or heard him cry before. You peep through the door and there he is, Quetzal, sitting up on his bed, sobbing. He just needs comfort. So you open his door quietly, step into his room, and just… sit next to him, because he needs it.