(As I sat there in my room, I began to work on a drawing of my fellow club members as dragons - A Sentinel, a Deathgripper, and a Night Fury. That’s when I heard someone - it was my “dad”. Of course, he isn’t really my dad - I just call him that. His real name is Masao.)

Masao: “Natsuki! Dinner’s ready!”

(I quickly ran downstairs, ignoring the fact my Stormcutter tail is still visible.)

Natsuki: “Coming, dad!”

(I enter the dining room where Masao patiently waits for me with a plate of food.)

Masao: “Did you have a good day today, Natsuki?”

Natsuki: “Yeah, I did. I worked on some drawings. I even drew the club members as dragons!”

Masao: “That sounds amazing! I can’t wait to see them. Have you been maintaining your Stormcutter form?”