Story time~
It's been three hours. Three hours of merciless, unending ticklish hell that the two young dragons had to endure. It all started as a simple training - they were bound up in magic locks by the Guardians and all they had to do was find the right combination of spells to get free. Easy enough, until Volteer came out with his idea to make it more challenging by adding 'a few' feathers to keep them busy. And to make it worse he managed to convice the others to leave the younglings alone, to not distract them. There was no way he didn't know what would happen, they could see it in his smirk when he was leaving the room after activating tools. As soon as the feathers started touching their delicate bodies, neither could resist more than a few seconds before bursting in laughter. The tools were working slow but steadily, making sure to touch every single ticklish spot on their scales. Feathers on hind paws were the most torturous - they were sure to pass along their heels, soles, tops, each and every toe, and worst of all - sawing between them. None of their movement repeated itself - every next swing was a ticklish surprise for them that they never could get used to. Concentrating under those circumstances was virtually impossible as they quickly learned. They soon gave up on trying, just to preserve any strength they still had while trying to endure their tickle torture. For all they knew it could take many more hours until the Guardians return, and until then, they could only hang there, thrashing as much as their restraints allowed, screaming in laughter for every gentle touch of feathers and listening to hysteric roars of their partner in torment.

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Yup, time came to give Spyro and Cynder a shot (maybe a bit because of a certain game beign announced)^^ Hope you'll all like it~