05.Jul.22, 09:34 PM
"Mhm, he's fun," Zelly said as she shot her brother a sly wink. She smiled at the gentle bit of sibling affection and continued to lazily lean against Lazerat while he and Zory kept chatting about dragons and other things. As much as Zelly was looking forward to getting a dragon of her own one day, she wasn't in a rush. She had such wonderful friends with wonderful dragons of their own! And Xy was always such a sweetheart. Hopefully one day when she did get a dragon she would get along with the bronze very well. Assuming she got a gold. The more she'd been thinking about it a green would also be nice and she wouldn't have to be stuck in places waiting on eggs!
Zelana tilted her head to get a look at the scar Lazerat showed off even though she'd seen it and his others plenty of times before. "You have so many from climbing, it's like you climb knives instead of rocks and cliffs." As much as she teased she had a couple of her own tiny scars from slips and falls trying to climb with her brother, but having him around meant that he could show her which routes up were the safest since he'd already tested them before (and likely earned a lot of his scars that way so she wouldn't have to). That and he'd always been there to catch her when she did have a big fall. She smiled at that and twisted around to give give him a hug. "Thanks for getting all those scars so I wouldn't have to. It might be harder for me to flirt with boys otherwise."
She laughed before pausing and blinking as he brought up the last scar. "Ugh!" With a groan Zelly pulled away from the hug to cover her face with her hands before dramatically leaning back against Lazerat again. "I apologized so many times for that!" But when she glanced from behind her hands she saw Zoremet looking far too curious and eager for his own good so she rolled her eyes and sighed, arms crossing petulantly though the small smile on her face didn't match.
"It's a dumb story. And it was an accident," she repeated that last fact since it was of key importance in her mind. "I'd stolen mother's fancy scissors, the kind that we were forbidden from touching, and I was going to hide them to play a bit of a joke, but then I heard her coming so I had to run! So I hear her start yelling about the scissors so I ran even faster, and then I turned a corner and looked behind me to make sure she wasn't there and..." She groaned, cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. "I just crashed into something and fell. So I look down and there's Lazerat, and I'm not feeling very comfortable because something is digging into me, and I'm no longer holding the scissors and... they were in his ass. Firmly stabbed in his left cheek."
It had been such a nice ass too! She had felt so terrible about marring it. "I couldn't pull the scissors out, so I tried to hide them and... well I'm sure you can see how that would be very hard to do. She never did use those scissors again. I think she let you keep them as a souvenir?" Zelly tilted her head up curiously at her older brother, unsure if she was remembering that part quite correctly.
Zelana tilted her head to get a look at the scar Lazerat showed off even though she'd seen it and his others plenty of times before. "You have so many from climbing, it's like you climb knives instead of rocks and cliffs." As much as she teased she had a couple of her own tiny scars from slips and falls trying to climb with her brother, but having him around meant that he could show her which routes up were the safest since he'd already tested them before (and likely earned a lot of his scars that way so she wouldn't have to). That and he'd always been there to catch her when she did have a big fall. She smiled at that and twisted around to give give him a hug. "Thanks for getting all those scars so I wouldn't have to. It might be harder for me to flirt with boys otherwise."
She laughed before pausing and blinking as he brought up the last scar. "Ugh!" With a groan Zelly pulled away from the hug to cover her face with her hands before dramatically leaning back against Lazerat again. "I apologized so many times for that!" But when she glanced from behind her hands she saw Zoremet looking far too curious and eager for his own good so she rolled her eyes and sighed, arms crossing petulantly though the small smile on her face didn't match.
"It's a dumb story. And it was an accident," she repeated that last fact since it was of key importance in her mind. "I'd stolen mother's fancy scissors, the kind that we were forbidden from touching, and I was going to hide them to play a bit of a joke, but then I heard her coming so I had to run! So I hear her start yelling about the scissors so I ran even faster, and then I turned a corner and looked behind me to make sure she wasn't there and..." She groaned, cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. "I just crashed into something and fell. So I look down and there's Lazerat, and I'm not feeling very comfortable because something is digging into me, and I'm no longer holding the scissors and... they were in his ass. Firmly stabbed in his left cheek."
It had been such a nice ass too! She had felt so terrible about marring it. "I couldn't pull the scissors out, so I tried to hide them and... well I'm sure you can see how that would be very hard to do. She never did use those scissors again. I think she let you keep them as a souvenir?" Zelly tilted her head up curiously at her older brother, unsure if she was remembering that part quite correctly.