We have /tried/ to class him up, but it seems more likely that he'll bring us to his level. Strengths of personality, I suppose. Its best to just let him be.

-gags again- Yes. At least now he's a gone most of the time. Can you imagine the poor grammar with which the worlds history is being recorded though? -sighs- I wonder if he'll be any different in a few hundred years?

Oh, frightening thought: The world will eventually conform to his syntax and spelling errors.

"In da beginnin, some freaky shit happened."

I'm fairly certain that the tomes of time are going to be more akin to pamphlets.

Oh gods help us all.

Perhaps, if we're very lucky, between mother, his vampire mistress, and the forces behind all the conspires in the world, we'll be lucky enough that he'll learn to keep better record, or it will be forcibly insisted upon that he do so.

Maybe he has to go to Dragon School to learn every language known to man. I can't imagine that the record of mankind would be set to strictly English.

I saw a memor.... errr... that is to say, I ... /overheard/... Mother and Felix talking about how the records were automatically recorded, all he had to do was will it to happen. Let's hope that's the case.

... I like the Dragon School idea. Let me live my fantasy.


Ugh. This is going to give him such a bloated ego.

You mean it wasn't already? If that was a lack of ego from the arrogant ass, I dare say he'd fit right in with high society if his ego gets much bigger. He could go from being... weird... to just being eccentric if enough people believe he's important.

You didn't know him before he came to London. I could have fit his ego onto the head of a pin. The ego is a rather recent development that seems to have arisen from... something. Whatever. The point is that I can handle him being 'eccentric' so long as he stays out of my way.

I've heard it said a sad amount of times that all a man needs is the love of a good woman. Perhaps that was all Felix needed as well?

And, well, I suppose that is the bright side to his being a dragon. At least now he's presumably busy enough to not get under foot terribly much.

Oh, he'll find a way to interrupt at the most inopportune times. Just you watch. It seems to be his talent.

Oh I've no doubts. And now he'll know all of our secrets too. -shivers- now there's a truly scary thought.

Ew. Is there any way we could... vote for the next dragon? I think this should be a democratic decision. Systems like this are how we ended up with Pope Palpatine.

Popes are elected, just by a very select group of pope minded assholes that all wish they could vote for themselves. Honestly brother can you imagienthe chaotic mess if we let the other Children decide the fate of the world?

-imagines a world run by Patriece-

You do realize that if that were the case, I would have to revert to hoodlumming again. Hard to resist some healthy anarchy.

Personally I'm not quite sure why you ever quit. You used to be so good at it, from what little I can recall. I used to follow you more often than you realize Brother.

I want you to know that you're creepy sometimes.

... and you know why I stopped.

I leave you boys to go out of town and I come back to find that yup nothing much has really changed.

Why would we change? We're perfect the way we are.

Oh hellllooo Cuppy dear! See Lawrence I told you we didn't frighten her away. Cuppy, what's your favorite flavor of icecream?

If you count Gelato as Ice cream then Prickly Pear if not then Coffee.

I meant change as in what you where doing not who you are Lawrence

I burned both my thumbs tonight ow

How did you do that dear?

Its very difficult to change what you're doing in a chat forum. The purpose of its design is to talk. I don't know what you would have expected, honestly.

I think she meant mostly that we were still bickering. See, Cuppy love, bickering is part of who we are. We're brothers after all. To stop bickering would be to change who we are, and as Lawrence pointed out, there's no need to do that. We're rather bloody brilliant if I do say so myself.

Of course we're bickering.

I will never understand this American need for... cooperation.

How dull.