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A human cooking for one dragon is not an easy thing to do. Dragons are much bigger and have a tendency to eat quite a bit. Cooking for three dragons is a challenge that most could not accomplish. They mystic was standing on a tall ladder stirring a pot that was at least three times taller then he was. "They seem to be filled with joy out there, that will be the perfect spice for this stew." he commented. He began to pull slightly at the air with both hands. He interacted with the joyful energy that was flowing into the kitchen and channeled some of it into the pot.

The moment she said 'last one' As'Carnon stopped laughing, bolted upright and raced like lightning. He soon passed Wisteria, but he didn't know where they were racing too. He slowed down to be slightly ahead of Wisteria and kept looking over his shoulder to make sure she was still behind him.

Varnox settled his laughter and trotted after pondering her statement. 'boiled egg'? Being a boiled egg does not sound pleasant he thought to himself. How would one even become a boiled egg? Does she have some sort of polymorphic magic? Would she really do that to me? Maybe she is just teasing trying to get me to chase her? That must be it. With a big smile of understanding he ran after her even though he had no chance of catching up.

"Aaahhhhhhh!" As'Carnon screamed. He still sounded like he was playing, but there was a touch of true fear in his voice, but that quickly faded. "Don't eat me, don't eat me. There's better food in here." He said as he ran into the kitchen.
"Calm." As soon as the Mystic said this a slightly visible wave washed over all three of them. This was not magic, it was merely a redirection of energy. The happy glow they all felt stayed with them, but their excitement and desire to run dissipated. "Lunch is ready, come sit at the table." The table had specially fitted chairs that allowed everyone to sit and be at the same hight.
At this point in time, Varnox managed to catch up. He stood next to Wisteria letting his wing touch hers and enjoy the moment before taking his seat to enjoy lunch.

“I see that you are enjoying your meal.” The mystic said in-between bites, “Tell me Wisteria, have you noticed what is different about the food that lies before you? Can you taste the energy that is trapped within? That is one of my powers. I can manipulate energy. I have been teaching Varnox some of the basics and if you are interested, I can teach you along with As'carnon.”

“This means you can train with us,” Varnox exclaimed in an excited tone while he wrapped his hands around one of hers. “We will have to find you the most comfortable spot in the whole cave for you to rest in. You will stay with us, right?” Varnox then realized where his hands were, blushed and went back to eating.

“You have to stay, but you can't have my room,” stated As'Carnon.

“I'm finished for the night. I will see you all in the morning for training. Sleep well my dragons.” Said the Mystic as he walked out of the kitchen and into his room.

“You can't steal it if I'm sleeping in it!” As'Carnon said as he bolted out of the kitchen leaving what little remained of his soup.
Varnox finished his soup and turned to face Wisteria. “If you find my room to be more comfortable then the guest room, then of course you can sleep there.” Varnox said sticking true to his naive nature. “If you are finished I'll take your bowl and clean up.” He then began to clean up the table.

Varnox smiled at her eagerness to help then told her, “I have found that doing chores with someone else lessens the amount of time spent doing chores and makes then more enjoyable. Thank you for helping.” Varnox stared at her for a moment unable to move because of the slightest touch of her tail. “You truly are beautiful Wisteria.” He said to her still unable to move. “I don't know if it's because you are the only Angel I can remember seeing and all angels are just as beautiful or if you are more beautiful then the average Angel.”

After a short pause Varnox was able to regather his composure and finish cleaning the dishes with Wisteria's help. He then held out his hand towards Wisteria and said, “Let me show you to my room to see if you like it.”

Varnox led Wisteria out of the kitchen and towards his room when he suddenly remembered something he had to do. “I forgot to close the front door.” He said out loud as he turned and quickly walked back to the entrance to the cave. Once there he took in a deep breath, then breathed out slowly using his magic to turn his breath into fog. The fog mixed with the fog already present outside helping to conceal the entrance. He then shifted what looked like a large rock to completely cover the opening in the mountain.

“There, now we shouldn't have to worry about any unwanted gusts.” He said looking rather pleased with himself. He then guided Wisteria past the living room and into his room. He had to duck slightly in order to keep from touching the ceiling. The room is basically an oval carved out of the rock. The floor looks smooth and well finished, as do parts of the side wall while the rest of the walls seem to have been expanded more then once and never smoothed out. On the far side of the room is a pile of various furs laid out to be a rather inviting bed. The sides have shelves carved into the wall that are partially filled with various knick-knacks. They included some plant life, colorful rocks, odd looking sticks and a few things that look home mead but with no real usable function. “This is my room. I've had it for some time now. I used to be a bit smaller. I keep forgetting to expand the room.” He said while pointing up. “There is just so much to do outside and by the time I get back to my room I just don't have the energy. If you find my bed comfortable, it's yours.”

“I'm pleased that you like my room.” Varnox said smiling wide. He thought for a moment where more furs would be located. Then he remembered that there were plenty of furs in the living room that were meant for company. Because there would be no company during the night relocating them wouldn't be a problem. He walked for the door momentarily forgetting that entrance to the room was not big enough for him to simply walk past Wisteria. It wasn't until he was pressed up against Wisteria that he realized the slight error in his plan.

“I need...to... furs...” He managed to mutter out still pressed against Wisteria. His smile faded slightly and his blush deepened a little more. He felt faint and his head was starting to spin a little. These feelings were completely new to Varnox. He was both intrigued by then and frightened at the same time. Exploring his own feelings and the new sensation of this much contact with another dragon, he forgot that anything but the two of them existed. Time stopped.