Martin tipped his head, his icy blue eyes flashing. "Must've been delayed. You can start classes tomorrow... until then, you will have to hang out with my burned bud." Martin winked at Tyler before leaving the stables

-

Tyler watched Martin, frowning and looking slightly amused at his last sentence. "I do not know what a *bud* is and you are the one that burned me!" Tyler called after Martin, knowing the man could hear him. His normally smoother voice was deep and raspy, though his eyes still burned. -Why would he put it on ME to possibly show this... girl around? I can't even walk!- Tyler thought, trying not to look exasperated.

"A burned leg you say? Well, I think it looks good," sje kindly responded.

"How did you burn your leg?" Socially crazy trauma asked the boy, "your leg looks like a sausage!"

"Hey! Socially Crazy Trauma! You be nice!" she told the dragon.

"Well, it's very much true." the dragon stated. His face looked sassy and childish, even though his scales gave him a look of maturity.

-IM not the one that said a burned leg- Tyler thought. His introverted unsocial side had started to blossom again. "You want the whole story? I got flown 100 feet up, then thrown into the sky, then crashed through a tree, then smacked into the ground, then I had my leg torched" Tyler snorted, mostly fueling his anger so he could ignore the fiery pain in his leg. "My leg does look like a very burnt sausage, I'm sure Fury here would agree with you on that one." Tyler said half grumpily, though his eyes twinkled with amusement. At least sausages taste good, just be happy your leg doesn't look like a burnt piece of metal. Fury muttered with a growl, watching Trucker with narrowed eyes

"You are a bit rude there buddy!" Trucker told the dragon.

"Well, I don't want my dragon rubbing off of your negativity! It looks cool. Not like a burnt sausage." she told the boy calmly.

Fury looked... furious at what the other dragon said. Excuse me there young un, don't talk to me that way or I will snap off your ear and force you to eat it. Fury hissed under her breath, letting out some hot air. "Fury is now mad and I really don't want you to get ripped to pieces so you will have to excuse us for a moment." Tyler said quietly, shooting a warning look at his stmoking dragon. "Plus, thank you for the... compliment." Tyler added slowly before limping away, trying not to stagger too much. He hated being *disabled*. Tyler stopped outside and leane up against the building, looking at Fury. "Really? You had to try and make a three ton enem the moment they got here?" Tyler asked with a huff, watching Fury. He was being rude! How old is the snippet, 2? Fury asked, sounding annoyed

"I can hear you, and yes I'm 2!" Trucker responded with a glare.

"Buddy, you need to learn to ignore! If you anger him so much that he tries to attack you then, you will accidentally shred him, and I kinda want to make friends with his owner!"

"Really? Last year you destroyed a forest because a bunny ran away from you! You know that you are like 60 ft?"

Fury's head snapped around with an irritated snort. I'm getting too old for rude giants. Fury muttered under her breath, stalking towards the trees. "Great, now I lost my dragon, too" Tyler huffed, though he was just really trying not to collapse. He had a rough day... especially since he insisted on riding Fury. He stayed there, watching Fury disappear in the tree line

Durly leaned forward ever so slightly, and allowed his lips to touch Andi's forehead

Andis face went a little red before she looked at Durly "And what exactly are you doing?" She teased, she didn't want to push away from him

"Kissing you" he replied, with a smile, "you deserved it"