Let's make use of all space-time dimensions and continue our epic journey through awesomeness.
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Since he was young, George has been brought up to fight dragons. When he's 18/21/40 he'll be tested, to see if he's the George, the one who has to take on the big ol' nasty beast that threatens the UK. (metaphors up to you, anons!)
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George has been brought up to hate dragons, but through finding a little one, fresh out of its egg, and bringing it up in secret, he's come to understand and love them. Now the UK/his village is threatened by an Uber-Beast and all eyes are on the one they call George. :D
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The story of his true George-ness emerging, perhaps other boys given the name 'George' in the hope they'd be the one, but no...
Or really, whatever any willing anon fancies.
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Doodles explanation-
1) Whistling- I assume he'd have it trained like a dog.
2) Pretty self-explanatory. Fluffy adoring pet kind of scene.
3) Baby!Dragon.
4) Flying~.
Anyway, now that my shenanigans are out of the way, I hope someone gives this a proper good fill xD
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And a dragon as a pet, the two of them growing up together, the dragon out-pacing George... maybe dragons would outlive humans, maybe you wouldn't have to watch them die. Funny the things that are brought to mind. Wouldn't fancy feeding one though.
I feel indulged, anon, by your 'scrappy doodles' and maybe someone will treat us to some fic. Thank you very much!
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“A surprise present,” Peter says.
“Well, I'm surprised, but what's the occasion?”
“Name-day present.”
“But it's not my name-day quite yet.”
“It will be ready for your name-day.”
“When you say 'ready'...” George says, feeling slightly worried.
“You want me to ruin the surprise?”
“Peter“Just keep it safe. Promise ( ... )
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“Mmm?”
“Should he be doing that?”
“Doing what?” Peter says, blearily. George points to the candle-holder in the shape of a small metal house which the dragon is currently nested in. Or rather, supposed to be nested in, since he's in fact about halfway between it and George's jeans, doing his best to look innocent about the coin held in his mouth and the small pile of loose change he's already accumulated back in the nest.
“Hoarding!” Peter says, looking at it over his glasses: George thinks he can trace an undertone of pride. “I've never seen one start that so young.”
“I think I approve of your instincts in principle,” George says, putting a hand down for the dragon to climb onto, “but we should probably have a little talk at some point about respecting others' property rights.” The dragon climbs onto his palm, still a little unsteady on his baby legs, and puts the coin down, although less as if conceding his point than with a distinct undertone of “Oh, this coin? Well, there's a thing, hadn't even noticed I'd picked it ( ... )
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I need to mention a few things that I adored -
“A dragon,” George says, feeling his chest tightening. Yeah, George, me too. :D
Got slightly different instincts than most of the other dragons? Ahahaha!
The dragon, with a distinct air of sulking, skulks back to his plate, then takes a couple of steps back and flames the bacon strips, proceeding to crunch away happily.
I'm in love, anon! &hearts &hearts &hearts
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