A little back story, Buttercup is my imaginary dragon, she is only a few years old, and taking her through the terrible twos was quite a feat. I had made her up for one of my nieces, was telling her stories of the troublesome Buttercup.
"My name is Buttercup."
Zhor choked on his chicken leg, sputtering, "you have to be kidding! You're a dragon!"
Buttercup shrugged her large shoulders, bumping the ceiling, "My mother's master had a strange sense of humor, he gave all of his dragons cutsie names, thought it would make us less scary. So here I am, in a cave with you."
Zhor looked up, "Well, I have to admit, you are not the typical dragon.
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