Desphiria

The purple pink Foolee Prototype woke up with a start, where was she? Looking around Number 18 took in her surroundings. Oh right, she was in the Daycare with everyone else. Rubbing her eyes, 18’s eyes began to adjust to the darkness. Well, it wasn’t that dark. The door to her room was cracked open enough to let some light from the hallway in. Wiggling out of bed, 18 made her way out of the room and towards Lady Fava’s room. “I hope I’m not bothering her.” She said to herself, frowning a little. She would feel bad if she woke the poor woman up late at night. Reaching the room, 18 knocked on the door lightly but loud enough for Fava to hear. “Who is it?” “It’s 18, ma’am.” 18 heard footsteps, before the door opened revealing Fava in her sleepwear. She didn’t look too tired. She looked fine to her. So, did that mean she didn’t wake her up? “Ahh, good evening 18. What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be in bed?” Lady Fava asked, gazing at the Foolee Prototype. “I was but, then I had a really

Enjoying a night flight on the beach, Magnificence was taking a walk with her rider along the shores. She had taken up a habit of collecting seashells by the seashore to decorate the inside of her Knight. It was exceedingly difficult since it moved around so much, they were often broken whenever the living armor would go from standing to laying down. Sure, trying to decorate a moving object with something more fragile than glass wasn't the best of idea, but she had grown fond of them. The Knight of course minded not. It always did its best to accommodate its dragons. Simply not moving so that Magnificence could use it as a decoration wasn't possible. Between the requests of the village, its general wanderings, and the blacksmithing orders, there was little time it would be standing still lately. Even now, it was currently trying to find a lost item on the windy beach for one of the villagers. As Magnificence and her knight thing were walking around the beach, "I'LL RACE YOU!" Was