"Dun dun la la la dun." Samuel's phone went. Samuel lifted one of his fingers up. "One minute that's my sister." He answered his phone. "Sis I'm busy. Um, killing a dragon." Samuel winced as a voice could be heard through the phone. "Do you have to yell? It's not a petty fantasy. I'm not fueling the fire! No, no you stay there. Really stay where you are. Fine, I won't kill it happily. Uggg, fine her I won't kill her. Ok now, what were you going to call me about? You forgot. Really! Uggg just call me when you remember. Ok, ok I promise I won't kill the dragon I about to kill, for right now. Nothing Nothing. Bye" Samuel hung up. "Luck for you my sister said that she'll disown me if I kill you, so your free. Now if you excuse me I have to get my head checked out." Samuel walked away from the dragon with thoughts swirling in his head. "The tree must of hit harder than I thought. No way dragons could feel like that." (thus the love of a sister is stronger than the hatred of a race)
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