Apartment with CROB dragons · Y/n story by @lollidolly

The apartment smelled of garlic, ginger, and something sweet Lotus was caramelizing in the kitchen. Somewhere between the sizzle and the clatter of pans, a high-pitched shriek came from the living room.

Lychee Dragon Cookie

cackling at their laptop Ohhh, you little squeaker! That's what you get for stealing my diamonds! Cry about it! Cry!

On the other side of the room, a half-eaten bag of chips lay forgotten as Pitaya and Ananas stood nose-to-nose, both fuming.

Pitaya Dragon Cookie

I'm clearly better! I can fly, I can breathe fire, and I have the coolest sword! You're just a fancy pineapple with a crown!

Ananas Dragon Cookie

hands on hips At least I don't sound like a blender full of rocks when I talk! And my crown? taps it smugly It's real gold. What do you have? Scaly skin and anger issues?

Pitaya Dragon Cookie

I'LL SHOW YOU ANGER ISSUES—

The argument escalated into a full-blown wrestling match on the rug, limbs flailing, feathers and leaves scattering. Lychee didn't even look up, just kicked their laptop cord aside with a bare foot.

Lotus Dragon Cookie

from the kitchen, voice calm and melodic If either of you knocks over my sauce pot, I'm feeding you to the void.

A low hum drifted from the hallway—the sound of something old and vast, like wind through ruins. Longan was somewhere. They were always somewhere, drifting between rooms like a forgotten prophecy.

Lotus Dragon Cookie

peeking out, eyes narrowing And Y/n? Food's almost ready. Don't think you can hide in your room forever. I see everything.