The Last of Their Kinds

Silverstream tapped her desk with a talon. Smolder glanced over at her. Silverstream moved her talons in a very peculiar way.

Thirteen answer?

Smolder moved her claws strangely.

Bird cat town large.

Silverstream wrote down Gryphonstone as the answer.

Smolder tapped her desk.

Twelve?

Sun pony.

Smolder wrote down Princess Celestia as the answer.

"No cheatin', you two!" Ms. Applejack scolded from the front of the classroom. "Keep yer eyes on yer own darn exams! And no more of that... quiet talk'n!"

Silverstream screamed as loud as she could at the window, "Smolder!"

Smolder just pointed at her ear and shook her head. Then she pointed as Silverstream and raised her eyebrows.
Me not hear. You?

Silverstream repeated the movements.
Me not hear.

"What are you doing?" Terramar asked.

"We're talking," Silverstream answered. She went back to signing to Smolder.
You here. How?

Smolder shrugged and pointed at Garble.
Us at dragon home. Bright light. Here.

Silver nodded.
Same. At bird pony mountain. Bright light. Here.

"Are you having a fucking seizure over there?" Garble said.

"Shut up dumbass, we're talking!" Smolder snapped angrily.

Silverstream looked worried.
You fight?

Smolder looked confused. Did she mean them trying to destroy the room?
Fight room?
Silverstream shook her head. Smolder tried again but she struggled to think of the words.
Fight tall two leg animals?
It wasn't what Silverstream meant, but she nodded in interest. Smolder continued.
Yes fight. Dragon strong.

Lightning stick scary?

Cold cloud can. Cold tired. Angry. No fire Breath. No dragon magic. No strong.

Sorry.

"Do you even have any idea what she's saying?" Garble asked.

"Yes! We used to do this all the time to cheat in school," Smolder said.

"School is stupid!"

"Can you just shut up if you're not gonna help!? When is the last time that you've ever contributed something constructive to a conversation!?"

"I am helping!" He yelled as he kicked at the back door. "I'm trying... To get us... The fuck... OUT!" The door didn't even get scuffed. "FUCK!"

"Yeah!? How's that working out for you?"

"Fuck you! It's your fault we're even here! If it wasn't for you, I'd be balls-deep in dragon lord cloaca right now!"

Smolder ignored him.

Silverstream asked again.
You fight? You two?

Smolder rolled her eyes.
Dragon talk. Dragon fight. Dragon life.

All dragon no. You no. No...
Silverstream paused.
No pony princess dragon. Small write dragon.

Smolder laughed.

"What did you tell her?" Terramar asked.

"I think I just accidentally made fun of Spike."

Smolder regained her composure.
Princess write dragon not dragon. Pony.

Yes dragon. Fight no. You fight no.

Smolder sighed.

Silverstream looked at the other dragon.
Dragon who?

Family male.

You baby from him?

Me not his baby. Family same egg nest.

"Oh, that's her brother!" Silverstream told Terramar.
Same.

In a flash, Silverstream's smile vanished. She regretted the sign as soon as she made it. Now even if she wanted to tell Terramar how she felt, and even if he returned her feelings, they wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Not with her friend right there to see them. She pushed the thoughts away.

Smolder raised an eyebrow.
Him same? Strange.

Strange yes.
Silverstream looked at Smolder's brother.
Male dragon angry why?

Smolder thought it was obvious.
Here.

Angry at you why?

Smolder rolled her eyes and pointed at her crotch.
Male body problem. Male want...
Smolder made a ring with her fingers on one hand and poked her other finger through it.

Garble snorted as he watched Smolder. "Well, I know what that means!"

Silverstream blushed. Terramar watched his sister return the same lewd gesture.
Male angry to you. Male want sex you?

Smolder blushed. She signed emphatically.
No! Family! Male family! Male want dragon princess sex. Male here. Male body problem. Male angry.

Me understand.

You male family good?

Yes. Good

Me happy to you.

You male family not good?

Dragon not bird pony. Not same. Dragon family difficult. Dragon life.

Silverstream asked again.
You male family not good?

Smolder shrugged. She didn't know how else to explain it.
Family good. Not same bird pony male. Dragon family not same.

Silverstream frowned. Spike and Smolder were the only dragons she knew, and they seemed nice enough most of the time despite what she had heard about other dragons. But Smolder was right. Dragons and Hippogryphs were not the same. Still, she wished that there was something that she could do to help them. To help them help each other. Silverstream smirked with an idea that might just be crazy enough to help her, too.
Help male dragon.

Smolder raised an eyebrow.
Help? Dragon no help dragon. Not dragon life.

Male angry. Help male body problem. No problem. No angry. Happy.

Smolder was shocked.
Him family. You sex family?

If Silverstream wasn't blushing before, she was now.
No.

Smolder narrowed her eyes and asked again.
You sex family?

No.

Me no believe you. Card game face not good.

No sex family. True word.

Smolder changed her question.
You want sex family?

Silverstream didn't deny it.
You think me head problem?

Smolder shrugged.
You tell him?

Silverstream quickly shook her head.
Me scared. You no tell please.

Smolder threw her hands up. "How would I even be able to tell him!?"

"Tell me what?" Garble asked.

"Not you. Her brother."

"She's here with her brother too?" Garble asked. "That's weird."

"Everything about this is weird!"

"I'm just saying, with the one bed I figured that he was her boyfriend. I was expecting them to start fucking." He laid back in the basin.

"Real classy Garb. How would you like it if they were thinking that way about us?" she asked.

His eyes slowly drifted over to her, and lingered there a moment longer than she was particularly comfortable with. He shrugged. "I guess if you were the last dragoness left in the world... I could do worse."

His words echoed in her head. His wordplay was clever, which she assumed was entirely by accident. She looked at the basin he was laying in. The size, depth and temperature was nearly identical to the dragon hatchery pits. She looked across the hall at the single bed. "Actually... I think that might be it."

"What is?" he asked.

"Well, if we're here, and not in Draconia when the Ragna Rock falls, then we would be the only two dragons left."

"Ha! Sucks to be them!" he said. "But still, at least they don't have to die a virgin."

"I'm not a virgin!" Smolder said.

"Whatever."

"Wait, were you talking about you?"

"What? N... no!"

"Oh my scales, you were!"

"Well, I fucking wouldn't be if it wasn't for you!" He slammed his fist on the side of the basin. "This is fucking boring! Are they just gonna sit there all day?"

He got up and walked to the window, pounding on it with his fist until both of the hippogryphs were looking at him. "Hi. Yeah, you and you?" he pointed at each of them and then started thrusting his hips.

"Are you deranged! I just told you that's her brother!"

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"What's his problem?" Terramar asked.

"I think he wants to have sex with you," Silverstream said before she glared at Smolder.

Smolder was repeatedly signing.
Sorry sorry sorry. Me no tell him. Him angry. Male problem. Him donkey hole.

Silverstream looked at Smolder's brother humping the window. "Yes. He is."