Fizzle is sitting still beside Anon, who is currently fast asleep. His face is bright red, the words that Anon just said still swimming around his head as he holds the pillow close to his chest, his wings wrapped around his body tightly as he tried his best to keep his swishing tail still.

D... did h-he just call me c... cute?

No one's ever called me cute before...

He looks down at the sleeping guardsman beside him, out like a light. He moves just a tad bit closer to him to get a better look at Anon.

...H-he must've been so tired after today... I wonder how heavy of a sleeper he is...

Fizzle takes a closer look at Anon, taking note of his facial features. Although he was definitely a masculine guard, there was just something so... cute about him.

...Not to mention how peaceful he looked right now.

S-stop it, Fizzle! Th-that's creepy... I shouldn't be staring him while he's sleeping... even if he does look cute...

...a-and kinda hot...

...

Fizzle begins to shiver a little, holding himself tighter. Although the forests around this area were literally bordering the Badlands, one of the more hotter places around, they did manage to get quite cool during the night time.

But tonight, it was oddly more colder than what Fizzle had expected. And with him being cold-blooded, he was definitely not used to the cold. Usually, he'd use his fire to warm himself up, but that was definitely out of the question for obvious reasons.

Fizzle quickly laid back down, wrapping the blankets that Anon gave him around his body. His head gently rests against the pillow and he shivers again, this time out of a mixture of both cold and comfort. Although he was still cold, he definitely felt more comfy and warm.

As he made himself comfortable, he started to sense something... unique. He closes his eyes and begins to sniff a little all around, until he sniffs the pillow that Anon gave him.

...It smells nice.

...really, really nice.

Is this how Anon smelled like all the time?

'C-cause if so...

M-maybe it's just some sort of cologne or something... He probably washed them before he went back into the forest.

He opens his eyes and saw that he was holding the pillow very tightly against his chest. He blushes a little and places it back, resorting to holding his own tail close to him instead. He then slowly lays back down on the makeshift bed, facing the back of Anon's head as he tries to give as much space in between him and Anon as possible.

"...G...goodnight, Anon..." He very softly whispers, slowly closing his eyes.

Until a sudden, strong and cold breeze blew across Fizzle's entire body, making him whimper and shiver even more.

He whines quietly and lazily raised his head up towards the direction of the breeze, not daring to let the blanket wrapped around him fall.

Fizzle then sees that the tent flap is unzipped, making him groan.

C'mon... just when I'm all comfy...

Another gust of cold wind hits him straight in the face, making him instantly flinch away and sigh, almost instinctively sighing out a small gust of fire instead, but catching himself at the last second.

My fault... again. Should have made sure the tent was closed instead of losing myself over some silly l-little nickn- a-ah?!

Before Fizzle could even sit up, he suddenly felt two strong appendages wrap around his body, making him let out a squeak of surprise. He then felt himself being quickly, but gently tugged towards Anon.

When Fizzle finally regained himself a little bit, he was now face to face with Anon, to the point where his muzzle almost touched his rather cute little nose. He could feel Anon slowly breathing, still peacefully sleeping as if nothing had happened.

H-h-...huh?...

"...A-A-Anon?..." Fizzle quietly stuttered, as he stared at Anon, expecting a response that never came. Fizzle was now fully pressed up against Anon. Anon's arms were completely wrapped around Fizzle, in a tight, but gentle embrace. Like hugging a teddy bear.

Fizzle was quite shocked, to say the least. He didn't know what to do at all, Sh-should I w-wake him up...? N-n-no, it'll m-make things worse... h-he could get mad... o-o-or kick me out or...

...

...hmm...

The albino drake began to sniff a little again, suddenly giving Anon's muscular arm a very faint nuzzle. He stared blankly as his mind spoke for him.

...So he does smell like that...

Fizzle looks up at Anon, who is very quietly snoring and murmuring some inaudible things. He lets out a tiny little gasp when he feels his arms give him a gentle squeeze.

It is now that Fizzle notices that he actually feels... quite warm now.

...very warm.

Not only does Anon smell nice... but he also feels nice too... and he's surprisingly warm...

And his embrace felt... theraputic. Like, all of his worries just seemingly melted away. A complete contrast as to how he was handled earlier...

"...I...I-I can explain wh-when I wake up..."

I-I'm sorry Anon but you just... mmh...~

Fizzle's eyes begin to flutter close, instinctively wrapping his tail around one of Anon's legs and nuzzling his head just under his chin, soon falling into a very deep sleep.

You feel yourself begin to wake up, letting out a quiet groan as you're unfortunately pulled out of your dreams and into reality.

But for some reason... you actually feel relaxed and well rested.

You could even say that you feel... invigorated somehow.

Something you haven't felt from waking up in quite a long time. Never in the amount of times you've camped in your life.

You slowly open your eyes, letting them adjust so that the blurriness fades.

Only to be met by the color of pink.

Nothing but hot pink.

Wh-what the...?

You quickly try to get rid of your blurriness and pull your head back, and you are completely stunned at what you see.

So much so, that you wonder if you're still dreaming.

Secretly hoping that if you were, that you would never, ever wake up.

You are currently laying in your tent, with an pink haired albino dragon cuddled up to your side, his arms wrapped around your waist, while one of your arms is also wrapped around his body, snoring quietly as he gives you a little nuzzle.

Well... that's one way to wake up in the morning.

Fizzle also seems to still be asleep...

...who knew that a dragon could be so adorable like this? You think to yourself, finding yourself smiling softly as you give Fizzle a gentle squeeze.

Fizzle whines quietly and whispers something that you can't hear, but it makes him hug you tighter, so you assume that it was something good.

Awww.

You chuckle quietly, but this causes Fizzle to slowly wake up, looking quite oblivious and happy at first. He looks up at you with the cutest bedroom eyes, and lets out a small, cute yawn. He smacks his lips a little and goes back to nuzzling your chest, closing his eyes.

Until his eyes suddenly open, his pupils the size of pinpricks as he finall realizes what he's doing.

He then lets out a huge feminine gasp and jerks off of you, instantly moving towards the back of the tent before your could even blink, "I-I-I'm so sorry A-Anon! I-I didn't mean t-to do anything like this Iswearohmygodwhy-"

Fizzle is on the verge of tears as he tries to explain as fast as he can, but you quickly cut him off by raising your hand and shaking your head, laughing a little.

"Fizzle, relax! Just take a deep breath and listen to me... It's okay. I'm not mad."

"In fact... it was quite a... nice way to wake up... for once."

Fizzle clicks his claws together and looks up at Anon, looking surprised, "D... d-do you really mean that?"

You smile and nod, moving over to Fizzle and kneeling down in front of him, giving his muzzle a boop with your index finger, "Of course I do. You don't see me being upset about it, do you?"

Fizzle lets out a small squeak and goes cross-eyed, blushing hard, "I...g-guess not... h-hehe..."

You stand up and begin to walk out of the tent with him, "It was quite a surprise... definitely a pleasant one."

Fizzle's blush intensifies as he rubs his arm and smiles, "It... i-it felt good to c-cuddle with you too...h-heh..."

"...y-you uhm... a-also felt w-warm too..."

You chuckle a little and ignore the slight blush on your face, beginning to stretch a bit, trying to get rid of the tiredness in you.

...And maybe show a bit off towards Fizzle, which proves to be successful, since he begins to stare at your clothed, toned body when he thinks you're not looking

You notice that Fizzle's eye is looking just a tad bit better than how it was last night, but that his ice pack is nowhere to be seen, "Hey, where's your ice pack by the way? Did you lose it?"

He gasps, looking around for it, "O-oh crap, uh... I-I think I dropped it somewhere inside the tent!" He then gets down on his hands and knees and crawls a bit into the tent, moving over the blankets for it, making a bit of a mess. Although right now, you couldn't care less.

Since you're getting... quite the view.

His tail is semi-raised, but just enough to leave a bit to the imagination. Nevertheless, the roundness of his ass was very apparent. As well as how seemingly soft it looked.

...fuck, no stallion or mare you know has an ass that nice. You think to yourself, feeling your pants grow tighter the longer you stare.

But you manage pry your eyes away before Fizzle could notice, with herculean strength of course. Your face is relatively flushed, but Fizzle doesn't necessarily seemed to know.

"Whew... I-I found it! It must've slipped off when I was asleep a-and stuff... h-hehe... heh..."

You smile and nod, walking over to where your backpack was, grabbing it and opening it a little bit to pull out a medium sized bag of trail mix. You close it back up and sling it over your back.

You turn to face Fizzle and he looks at the bag, tilting his head a bit out of curiosity, "What's in the bag, Anon?"

"It's trail mix. Just a simple mix of nuts, fruit and candy." You explain. His eyes beam when you mention candy, making you smile as you store the bag in your pocket for later.

"We'll eat some in a bit, but first, here's what I have to do. I'm here to patrol this entire area for the next week or so. I've decided that I'm gonna start with this section instead for... obvious reasons. I'll be moving the camp site every other morning to patrol all of the sectors here."

He listens intently to everything you say and nods, "S-so, are you gonna start to hike now?"

You nod, "You can tag along if you'd like to, but if you just wanna chill here, that's fine too. It's up to you.

He quickly shakes his head and begins to follow you back onto the trail, "No way. If I wanted to be alone, I-I would have just gone back to the Badlands..."

As you both begin to walk away from the small camp you set up, your curiosity begins to grow. You know the basics about dragons and the Badlands, but very few know how exactly it's all like there. With your curiosity peaking, you begin to ask Fizzle the main question on your mind, "So... how exactly is it like in the Badlands? In terms of being in packs and the overall conditions over there right now."

"You don't have to answer if you feel uncomfortable by the way. I'm just genuinely curious is all." You add, not wanting to pressure Fizzle too much.

"Th-thanks..." He says shyly, appreciating that you gave him a way out just in case. Regardless, he continues on to answer your question as best he can.

"...The... The Badlands have honestly been in a slightly more... chaotic state recently. More than usual, 'cause of the amount of dragons not happy with how the Dragon Lord and Lordess are handling things, both domestically and internationally."

"It's all really taking a toll on everyone there... I-I'm always, always trying to ignore the whole political thing... I just don't like hearing dragons argue so much and stuff... it's why I head out into the forests more often than I used to... I've just been trying to d-distance myself from it all... l-like an escape...

"..but the rest of my pack is definitely not sitting idly and letting something like this slide..."

"Garble has really been trying to prove himself worthy of being higher up in the dragon hierarchy by being more than just a pack leader, but the thing is, that to even prove that he would be worthy of a higher position in the Badlands, he would have to prove to be an effective leader of his own pack. And that to do, he has to make sure that all of the other dragons in his pack 'stay in line', so to speak."

"But the hard part about that is, he's been incredibly hard on everyone, demanding a lot more from our hordes, pushing us to do incredibly dangerous tasks and stuff, and being significantly more physically abusive, even by tough dragon standards..."

You listen on intently, giving Fizzle your full attention, He has a lot to let out... poor guy...

"...A-and since I'm the l-lowest ranking among our pack... and the least h-hard working... the others have been taking their anger and frustrations out on me..."

...

"L... like in a... sexua-"

"N-n-no!" He stutters, shaking his head and hands, "N-not like that... just..."

"L-let's just say that isn't the first time I've been hurt like that..."

"Ah..." You respond simply, looking down at the ground as you and Fizzle walk at a slower pace. He sniffles a little and continues on, a bit quieter.

"...S-since I'm always trying to sneak out of the Badlands and relax here in the forests i-instead of gathering gems like Garble wants me to do... I'm..."

"...I-I'm..."

Fizzle stays quiet and looks down at the ground, having all but stopped walking. He sniffles again and rubs his eye a little. Your heartstrings are absolutely torn and you feel a resurgence of anger towards the other dragons, but you don't let it faze you.

Instead, you stand in front of Fizzle, who looks up at you, a look of sadness and confusion on his face. You open the bag of trail mix and motion him to cup his hands together. He wipes the tears off his eyes and does so, pouring a generous amount of trail mix into his hands.

He cups it all into one hand and looks at it curiously, before picking out one piece of everything from the small pile. He then brings his hand up to his mouth and begins to chew for a couple moments.

You both begin to walk at a slow pace as you close the bag, awaiting his response. It was just trail mix of course, nothing special, but you hoped that it would at least cheer him u-

"C-can I have m-more?"

wot

You quickly look at Fizzle's hands, now completely empty. And his mouth looked completely stuffed.

He chewed rapidly and swallowed, blushing as he looks at you with cute, pleading eyes, the sadness from earlier completely gone and replaced with a look of hope and happiness.

Okay, Jeez, no need for lethal levels of cuteness Fizz. I doubt I could find it in me to even say no anyway. You think to yourself, smiling and opening the bag of trail mix again.

Fizzle squees and cups his hands together, watching as you fill his palms with double the amount of trail mix this time, "Who knew dragons would be so into trail mix?" You say to yourself, smiling as Fizzle eagerly digs in,

"I mean, it's no gem or anything, but I'm happy you like it."

Fizzle blushes and swallows, "I-I've never had this before... but it tastes really good~"

Oh my.

"You're more than welcome to have more then. I have plenty." You smile. You both continue to walk in a peaceful silence, before Fizzle begins to shyly asks some questions about you,

"S-so... where exactly are you from. Y-you said you were like... an alien of some kind or something... a-and you said you'd explain more today too."

"Well...I suppose it's only fair that you knew more about me. I did say that I'd tell you more last night anyways."

As you both begin to walk towards a different path, you begin to answer all of Fizzle's little questions as you both began to walk for a couple of hours, more than happy to answer them and see the reactions he has. From where exactly you came from, to how old you were and how long you've stayed here, to how exactly you arrived here and how many of your kind existed.

"S-seven billion? Th-that's... there's no way!"

You smile and laugh, "That's the reaction everyone has whenever they ask that. It might be a bit hard to believe, but yeah, that was about the rough estimate. And it'll only keep growing too."

"W...wow... a-and out of those seven billion... you're the only one here?"

You nod, your facial expression growing a bit solemn. Fizzle notices this and quickly begins to apologize, "O-oh, s-sorry! I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry. It's honestly no big deal... especially since I've been here for about a year, I've made peace with stuff like that during the first few months. Besides... I do like it here."

"Th...that's good. Really good. I don't know how I'd handle s-something like that... I couldn't even imagine it..."

"...d-do you have any more trail mix, Anon?"

You laugh and shake your head, "You still want more? You've already finished the two bags I brought!"

Fizzle blushes deeply and looks away, "H-heheh, s-sorry... I just really liked it a-and stuff..."

"Heh, I could tell... but if you're still that hungry, I suppose we could stop and take a small break to rest up and eat."

Fizzle nods happily, "I-I'd like that. My feet are getting a little bit sore..."

"All the more reason to rest up then. Let's just find a place to... uh... Fizz?"

Before you both could continue on a little bit further, you see that Fizzle's ears are perked up and that he's standing still, slowly looking around You get a little bit concerned and look around as well,

"Is something wrong...?"

He doesn't answer, simply looking around before suddenly gasping quietly. He then looks back at you, an excited look in his eyes.

"I-I know the perfect place to relax!"

"Uh..." You tilt your head a little and decide to let Fizzle lead the way this time, "You know what, lead the way then." Your curiosity gets the best of you since you haven't seen Fizzle quite this excited up until now.

He reaches over and softly grabs your hand, tugging you along through a couple of slightly dense bushes and vegetation. You smile at the fact that Fizzle did something as bold as to take your hand and lead, admiring him a little for it.

As you both get closer you begin to hear what feels like heavy, rushing water in the distance. Fizzle moves you both a bit faster until he begins to slow down, pushing away some tree branches from both of you until you and him finally walk out of the edge of the forest and onto a flower covered bank, bordering along the edge of a wide river, with a huge waterfall a bit further down in the distance. Just close enough so that you can hear it clearly, but definitely not deafening.

The whole view leaves you completely stunned.

W... woah... This is something straight out of Planet Earth...

"I-it looks beautiful, doesn't it?..." He asks as he looks around along with you, "Th-this is one of my favorite spots to go to... I love the view and the way the sun hits just below the trees... it's so comfy to nap here...~"

"Wow... I really, really do not know this place like you do."

Fizzle giggles a little bit and you both stand there, admiring the view. You then suddenly feel something very soft gently squeeze your hand. You look down and notice that Fizzle is still holding your hand.

You feel yourself blushing, then you smirk a little bit. You squeeze Fizzle's soft, warm hand in return and he does the same thing you did, only he lets out a gasp and lets go faster than you could blink.

"S-s-sorry! I-I wasn't thinking... h-hehe... heh..."

You just smile and shake your head, walking a bit lower down near the edge of the river with Fizzle before sitting down, "It was your thinking that lead us to this beautiful place, silly."

He rubs the back of his neck and looks down, blushing and smiling. You then unstrap your pack and put it beside you, pulling out the empty bags of trail mix, as well as two canned food rations and two water bottles.

"Wh-what's in the cans?"

"Just some simple, shitty ration food. I doubt you'll like it, but it is pretty filling if you ask me." Fizzle nods and takes your word for it, watching as you set the cans down and open them.

"Just uh... let me find some firewood and ready a matc- huh?"

You notice that Fizzle is smirking at you. You watch as he reaches for both of the cans and holds them in his hands, before breathing out a controlled, brilliantly light blue flame that engulfs both the cans for a couple seconds. The color of his flame leaving you a bit awestruck for a second after he finishes.

"...O-oh, right. Dragons breathe fire. Should've known that before I came here."

Fizzle giggles happily and sets the cans down in between you both, letting them cool down as you pull out a plastic spoon for the both of you. As you do, you notice that there's a couple pieces of candy left inside one of the trail mix bags.

You reach into the bag and pull out the pieces of candy, handing it to Fizzle, "For being so clever~"

Fizzle blushes and thanks you for it, taking the piece of candy and putting it in his mouth, chewing much slower than usual, savoring it. You smile and begin to stir both of the rations together.

As you do, you notice out of the corner of your eye that Fizzle's tail is sneakily trying to wrap around where you're currently sitting, a cute subtle attempt to be closer to you.

You pretend that you didn't see it, but you smile anyways.

This is gonna be a good week...~

Author's Note

And here's the next chapter! I apologize in advance for the slight delay in the chapter release, as well as the slight inconsistency when it comes to me doing Fizzle's PoV on things. I'll change it all up on previous chapters to match up with this one, unless you would all like me to leave it as is. ^^