A few stomps away from the portly, green dragon, Talon grimaced. Was he... chewing on the cars? That wasn't good for his teeth!

"No, Sergeant Dragon!" He takes the red bus from the dragon's mouth. "Cars are for stompin', not for chompin'!"

Sergeant Dragon growled in defiance as he reached for the red bus. Talon lifted it up so the lazy dragon couldn't reach it.

"Chewing all that metal would hurt your teeth!" Talon raised a finger and waved it disapprovingly. "Gold is a soft metal, so you can eat that all you want, but this is a hard metal! It doesn't go down well!"

The dragon kept reaching, but with a little less effort this time.

"Imagine if you couldn't eat anything anymore!" Talon sighed with a smirk and an eyeroll.

Sergeant Dragon stopped his reaching and immediately folded his arms indignantly.

"And the other one...." Talon remarked pointedly.

Sergeant Dragon looked down at the silver car in his hands. Reluctantly, he released it onto the street and growled in frustration... but he knew he didn't want to hurt his tummy!

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MacroMarch! Yay! ReederDA on Twitter was willing to let me draw him in his endeavors for MacroMarch! I had an idea... and I wanted to get it done! So, Talon and Sergeant Dragon teamed up for some MACRO... economics? The economy of Macro? I dunno. They just had being fun as big bois.

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Talon (C) ReederDA on Twitter
Sergeant Dragon (C)  pikminpedia Me