But a pop-tart dragon? Not. A. Chance.

Forbic is confused over my recent showings of active imagination.

And we need to run by the store and pick up groceries now.

So yeah. While I am fully capable of actually turning into such a behemoth of a monster, there won't be pop-tart people to terrorize...so I has my fun as a little guy so they are scaled properly.

I'm a cutey anyway though, duncha think?~

I mean, rawr! Hand over all your delicious citizens! This turf is now mine by way of turning your previous dragonic rulership into...well, let's say what's his is now all mine...every bit of him...Raaaaawr