Edge quivered, both from their activities and the invading neurotic sensation coursing through his existence. He smiled only a bit. This was, after all, festival land and not the center of their city where the important people loved, anyways. Of course Regnum wouldn't stay here very long. Nodding thoughtfully, Edge smiled. "Yeah, leave all of it to me! I'll know what to do." Violet eyes traced over Regnum's pointed ears and his wings fluttered excitedly and he licked his lips. 

He reached over, breath kissing the fire dragon's neck before he pinched Regnum's ear between two fingers playfully. "You're so adorable..." He giggled before getting up independently and opening the door, slipping out into the festival with a light, warm heart. Everything seemed perfect. He and Regnum could get married and have kids, and they'd live happy forever! They could have, but of was never meant to be. 

Edge was oblivious of the gazes he got, humming and frolicking through the crowds. 
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"In a territory once called Peru, many ruins can be found, in addition to rather advanced remains of what appear to be torches, though how these primitive people lit them is currently unknown. Our ancestors had discovered elaborate headdresses and costumes presumably for use in ceremonies, celebrations, and festivals." The student cleared his throat, violet eyes meeting the blues, greens, and browns of his classmates. They all shared the same look. Poorly concealed disgust. 

It didn't matter how smart Edge was, he would always be a foreigner to them, a mysterious purple-eyed alien from god-knows-where. Chewing the inside of his cheek nervously, the artificial lights focusing on him, the teacher made a hand motion from her position on the teleboard and the human wandered to find his desk in the seemingly endless rows in the academy room, being tripped less than accidentally on many occasions.

'It doesn't matter,' he whispered desperately to himself. 'I'll be a scientist soon and all this madness... all this paranoia will be over. Once I make the earth nice again, they'll have no reason to fear me any longer...'
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He pressed a hand to the side of the rock formation, then quickly drew it back in fear. 

"Regnum, that fiancée of yours is a problem. Who knows what he is capable of? You must stop this nonsense immediately. It is improper of a... a savior of any kind to be fraternizing with others. They have duties to uphold, as do you."

Swallowing, purple eyes watering only slightly, the hydra backed away from where the elders were, still out of sight but obviously not out of mind. 
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Skylark couldn't even scream as Leo lost his grip and he became a potato that was thrown down the stairs. It made him even more scared as he didn't realize that he was falling down the staircase, only that he kept hitting the ground painfully. And then he felt a squeezing comfortable tightness. The next thing he realized, the sap around his mouth was all gone as was the sap around his eyes. He raised a hand to rub the rest of it away. 

Skylark grinned wondrously, eyes brightening like the ancient sun in the sky. "Father!" He buried his fact in his Father's chest, trying to be as close to his parent as possible. He stopped as he noticed Leo and the dragon's hostility. What ever was the matter? Father was nice. Of course, he had said some mean things earlier but Skylark trusted him. He was about to tell Leo to sit when the white dragon did something to all of them. He gasped in concern and shock. "Will Leo be okay? And where are we going? Father? Father?" 

The gears in his little brain were turning.