Most boys ask for a pet dog at some point in their life. Not Devilboy.
He has requested a pet dragon.
“A black flying dragon. That I can ride in the sky. With Fire. And nice, not mean. From the dragon shop.”
Well duh, where else would you purchase a dragon? I’m sure the local Westfield has several.
Jeez, I just hope they haven’t sold out.
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