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A sigh, tinged both with amazement and annoyance as this mess was nothing short of legendary but cleaning it was going to prove an even greater task. For now, she needed a bath. \n\nStill a bit of warmth from last night but not at all hot, if anything that was for the best as she needed to wake up. Laying down in the shallows she could only be amazed at how full she felt as never before had she woken up feeling like she just ate a double breakfast. Compared to waking up starving and having nothing but grass to eat it was a much more comfortable feeling as well. With the long task of scrubbing all this mess out of her wool it gave her mind time to wander, looking around the trashed but once comfortable room she could not help but think back at how only a few weeks ago she was living in a field. Now she was moving on up, it would not be much longer before Gnasty is defeated and she could go on to living a nice life in a realm of her choosing. \n“Hmm Artisans would be great to live in, Magic Crafters has that nice boost though and i have not yet even seen Dream Weavers yet…” She muttered to herself. “But of course it would be Spyro’s choice too…i-if he wanted to live with me.” Blushing she shook her head.\n\n“Morning Marbles” Speaking of which Spyro was proving to have perfect timing as normal, walking in just as she was daydreaming of him. Heading over to the bath to stoke the heating crystals he could not help but crack a grin as she pretended to ignore him, fully aware of her musings. Quickly joining her with a splash he left her to her day dreams for now as he too was covered in various messes. \n\nIn truth he had been thinking a lot recently as well. Tomorrow they would be leaving this Realm to head to the Dream Weavers, an interesting place no doubt but after that is Gnasty and then? That question had been on his mind for a while. Long enough that he had started to come up with several plans for the future, depending on what Marble’s answer to some questions will be. For now he stood in the warm water gently scrubbing himself as he tried to focus on today, namely the next general.\n\n “Have you heard?” He started, turning to face her. “That the next General “Metalhead” is actually a living machine?”\n\n“I had heard rumors but...i could not imagine the Gnorcs being smart enough to build one…” Her tone was so straightforward that he could not end up bursting into laughter, causing her to giggle softly to herself as well.\n\nShe turned away in fake concentration to hide her face. “I really like our mornings together” She began, “Waking up with the memories of the night before, the time spent in the bath...or bed. The fact i even get to sleep in a bed still amazes me too…” She trailed off eventually as the embarrassment of the situation got the better of her but Spyro was quick to notice. Moving to her side in a second his hug snapped her out of her mutterings and when she turned to find his comforting face looking back at her helped immensely too. \n\nSome minutes of mutual scrubbing and gentle cuddling later, as well as a good 15 minutes more to her get all nice and pristine, and they was ready to get on their way. The boat ride being the only boring moment and unfortunately Spyro did not decide to surprise her with anything, instead another surprise came when they touched down. \n\n“Daaarlings!” Bruno. The ever eccentric leader of the Beast Makers. “Just want to let you lovelies know that we are throwing a huuuuge farewell/celebration party when you get back from your...every valiant mission.” Taking a moment to salute almost comically. “And before you ask, we have the utmost faith that you will succeed, that giant robot i hear can not even leave it’s home or it loses power! So do give him a good polishing for me darlings.”\n\n“W-will do Bruno, thanks for the ehm faith.” She said slowly continuing to walk away. Torn between not wanting to be rude and not wanting to be stuck talking to this strange Dragon for too long. He seemed to understand however as he simply gave them a waving motion to get going. \n\nHeading down to the portal they could already see Dragons starting to set up several tents and platforms. The ground suddenly became solid. No longer the soft grass and loose mud but like that of rock, looking around she found a pair throwing something like salt all over. Not wanting to interrupt she walked on but was ecstatic that the Dragons actually did have a method for sorting all the mud. The wooden skeletons of tents and other buildings had only just started to be raised, in the industrious bustle would soon come a wondrous place of rest and fun but alas she could not stay to help. \n\nAt the base of the giant temple stood the portal to Metalhead. The metal monster had taken up his spot in a somewhat holy place of the swamp, where life magic runs deep within grand temples. Why a machine of all things would choose this place to fortify out of any of the other locations is beyond reason, much like how the Gnorcs think. \n\nThe entrance was amazingly plain for what the temple represented. A small wooden dock of sorts that led up to the first huge stone walls, painted and covered in vines. A modest archway gave way to a shaded courtyard under the grey sky. The air was heavy and worse, the cursed magic that had been plaguing them with unending desire only seemed to grow stronger here. \nThey stopped, gazing upwards to the higher level as one of the ape like creatures from Tree Tops came into view. An eerie tension that lasted just a moment before it threw out of the smaller monkey creatures that often follow them around down below and ran off. The monkey was clearly not right as it was clad in metal armor and technology. Taking one look at them it began to roll up in a ball and barrel towards them at frightening speeds but Spyro had seen this strategy before. A quick spin into a strong strike from his tail sent the rolling devil flying well over the temple but at the same time knocked him back onto the ground. \n\n“Are you alright?” Marble asked, not used to see him knocked back by anything let alone something so small.\n\n“Fine but those things are way heavier than i thought. Make sure you do not get hit ok?” Standing up he flexed his tail a few times to see if everything was fine.\n\nThe temple grounds was fairly small and it only took them a quick sweep of the different levels to clear everything out however when they descended the stairs to the inner temple they found a giant stone door blocking the way. \n“Turns out machines really are smarter than Gnorcs…” Spyro said humorously before turning and heading back up the stairs. Looking around they was glad this place was so easy to get into even if the lack of the apes made them wonder where exactly they was. Marble was left to wander as he circled about looking for any clues how to open the door, a stone temple did lack windows after all. \nShe sat down on the grass. It was nice and cool while being dryer than the mud at least, not that she was helping that fact. Looking up to the grey skies in an attempt to distract herself from the deep burning inside her did not help much at all. A single sigh tinged with frustration slipped out just as the first drops of rain started to fall. Pulling herself up she headed straight to Spyro who was currently looking over the edge of a trench that cut it’s way through one side of the temple grounds. \n\nShe did not even have to say a word. The blushed and longing look on her face was all he needed to understand.\n“As much i love the idea of doing it in the rain we are outside a general’s house...Let’s get this guy done quick and we can spend as much as time as you need here before heading to the party?” Holding her head softly with his hand she gave him a nod before going in for a hug. “It won’t be long either because i think i found a way in.” Tone comforting as he patted her head. \n\nLeading her over to the trench she saw that it was in fact a sewer or possibly a water drain, currently with a shallow amount of oddly bright green liquid running through it. Following where he was pointing down she could see that a bar on a grating had been removed, if not for how stupid Gnorcs was she would have swore this is how they got in. Ever the gentlemen Spyro was first to jump in. Giving her a hand as she jumped down onto his back to stay out of whatever that stuff was. \n\nThe tunnel was thankfully short but his legs had been stained green from the walk, a fact Marble was quick to laugh over. “I think it suits you” She said in jest. Shaking off what he could she went ahead to look around. The constant dripping, the slime slowly pouring out of openings in the walls, yep this was definitely a drainage system of sorts but for what? It was true they was in a swamp so maybe it was just to stop the temple sinking. Heading up some stairs she found that while the access tunnel ahead was small it did lead to the inner temple. With an excited prance she headed back to grab Spyro who had thankfully finished shaking off the green, with a few words of praise he followed her to the small tunnel. It was a bit of a squeeze to get through but quite short as well as they came to the exit in only a minute, the sight in front of them was something else.\n\nA giant courtyard with natural rocky walls on all sides stood with the left and right crumbling into the mud below while on the other two sides stood the locked doorway and a grand temple entrance. But that was par for the course, no, what was amazing was the giant machine standing silently guarding the door to the grand temple while dozens of metal rods littered the courtyard. Every so often one of them would start to whirr into life, spewing red cracks of power about before firing a crimson bolt straight into the machine. \n“Well i guess we know what Bruno meant…” Spyro stated before hopping down from the stone vent followed quickly by Marble. \n\n“So what do we do?” The young Sheep asked looking around the area.\n\n“Easy, those metal rods look real flimsy so we just gotta break them. No point fighting that thing when we can just drain it instead right?” He said patting her head. “Try just using strength first, if you need to get armored then i will help.” \n\nThey nodded in agreement before stepping forward into the maze of metal rods. At first nothing but the occasional creak of metal in the wind or the sparking of a distant rod could be heard but the second Spyro touched one of the rods everything sprang into life. Metalhead woke up with a roar of metal grinding on metal as dozens of the rods sparked up between each other forming electric walls. Not wanting to be boxed it Spyro immediately swept the area around him to break several and while Marble followed suit she could but only could break a few. \nEven still it gave them some room to stand. Only for a moment however as the metal monster screamed out a distorted “Target. Locked.” before throwing something, something at such speed that neither of them could even see it. In half a second is smashed into a few of the rods behind them, skipping off the ground like a stone and embedding in’s self into the rock wall behind them. “That ain’t good, keep moving!” Spyro shouted before darting into the maze of metal and lightning. \n\nThe rods seemed to go in waves of charging, firing and resting. Waiting for them to enter the rest period in order to break them seemed easy enough but then there was the metal boulders that Metalhead would throw every so often. The upside is these would often shatter a few rods as they landed but all in all it turned this hallowed ground into that of a battlefield. Spyro was quicker but a larger target, able to break any the metal spires without needing to even stop while Marble was much harder to hit but had to stop to wind up an attack. Together they was chaotic enough to grind their way through the scarlet storm and every spire fallen would only give them more room to work.\n\nWith only a dozen left and quickly dropping Metalhead had another surprise as without warning it turned 180 and ran inside the temple. Leaving the pair to catch their breath for the time being before cleaning up the last of the spires. With blood still running hot they decided into the inner temple. Grand stairs as old as the stone it was carved into now cracked from the weight of that mechanical evil. Deeper the passage led, twisting and curving under the swamp where finally they found light. \nA room gilded in ancient runes lay before them, giant and expansive this may indeed have been the very birthplace of beasts. But now it lay defiled as an even greater web of spires crowded these sacred halls. Metalhead stood beside the final temple, the door too small to escape into.\n\nThe pair split. A canter turning gallop as Spyro barrelled through the barrier of charged rods with wings aflame while Marble continued ahead deeper into the maze. She weaved her way through the lightning as great explosions of force rang out all around, the very sky seemed to be falling as she formed ancient dust into a helmet to strike a spire without halt. \nSpyro kept more on the edges, slowly wearing down any rods that flickered off while baiting more of those great shells to destroy the very things keeping Metalhead alive. 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The machine sensing it’s doom began to panic, unable to hit them, unable to run, cornered it faced the true question of mortality for the first time and went mad over the answer. Choosing to stand and fight it started to chase the pair but in doing so only broke more of the precious rods. Finally, after a gauntlet of crimson lightning and silver rods they stood at the last one. Metalhead stopped as well, not daring to get close he could only stare as the Sheep of all things broke the final rod. With the final spire broken it too fell, collapsing into metal pieces.\n\nThe stood at the threshold of the oldest temple in the Dragon world. A place where all the beasts of the land would have been created in one form or another. The turned. Looking deep into each other for just a moment before stepping forward, heart still pounding from the fight, as they fell into each others embrace and lost all concept of time. The world around them broke away in the storm of heated voices and needing grasps. \nHearts beat like hammers to forge a moment in time that would never be forgotten. Souls twisted together to create magic never before seen as physically they held nothing back in a strained attempt to climb an endless peak. When finally, just as things met a crescendo of passions it ended. \n\nSpyro was first to come back to his senses. Pulling his claws out of the stone he braced himself against he withdrew from Marble but finding her twitching incoherently started to worry if he had pushed too hard. \n“Marble...y-you alright?” He spoke quietly to her. In reply she seemed to give out a nod as the spasms started to fade and in return her legs gave out. Catched by her Dragon lover he sat with her on the stone floor while she rested, no, as they both did. He realized that they was inside the final temple, on a balcony overlooking the courtyard where they had just won the battle. Claw and hoof marks alike seemed to dot the stone around them in proof that she had learned how to use her magic during mating at least. The flood of fresh memories of actions just done still stirred in his mind but as he recounted them he found that they had been here for hours, not minutes. Thankfully this World was very short and so they was still far ahead of schedule. \n\n“Thanks.” Marble managed to whisper out after a bit, “That finally got rid of the swamp heat…” She smiled up to him before giving him a final kiss and standing up, legs still a little soft. Shuddering as several rounds of Dragon seed ran down her legs she turned to him with an annoyed look.\n“You do know somewhere to clean up around here right?” Electing a sheepish grin from the Dragon but thankfully he did. \n\nA walk of shame by any other name as they headed outside the inner temple, up the twisting stairs to the courtyard where Spyro opened the locked door. Heading outside they was thankfully not greeted by any Dragons as they headed to a small room off to the side which had some clean running water. Not a bath though as he got out a bowl and a sponge from the chest to help her. Despite what they just did she could not help but blush embarrassingly as she bent herself over a sink with raised tail for him, the gentle touch of his to offset her sensitivity did not help as well but at least the water was not too cold. He even went out of his way to use his heated breath to dry her and a brush to make everything nice and neat. All wrapped up with an almost innocent kiss to her privates. \n\n“I wish you would not do that.” She said playfully as they headed to the exit portal.\n\nHe shrugged, “I like to cherish the things i am grateful for.” Was given in reply as he draped a wing over her affectionately. “Besides, in around a week Gnasty will be defeated and i can ‘cherish’ you all i want back in the Artisans. I was thinking of putting some of these gems into getting a nice private Realm built, all sunny like the Artisans with crystal clear water of the Magic Crafters?” \n\nShe blushed as he admitted he was having ideas of the future too, very nice ideas too that she could only agree with. “Just no Beast Makers breeding curse please.” She said amused as they both fell into laughing. \n\nStepping back into the Beast Makers they was both amazed. It was nothing like how they left with brightly colored tents, strings of glowing lights and scents of a hundred different types of foods mixing together. It was beautiful. Bruno was waiting to greet them as well…\n\n“Darlings! Welcome to the party, you are nice and early too!” He spoke joyfully. “We got food and drink the likes of which you have never seen and if you are feeling particularly playful then keep an eye out for pink marks.” The last of his speech got a little more quiet, ending with a wink as well. Before they could answer he was already heading off into the festival however.\n\nThey decided to follow suit as they walked along the vivid makeshift streets. Grabbing two fruit that naturally was filled with juice to share as they looked at what was on offer, Marble was drawn to the spicy options of course. But, she did get some funny looks when she took some of the meat options. No doubt filling heads with ideas of meat eating sheep hunting down prey across the Artisans. \n\n“Ok i am too curious, what did he mean by pink marks? Do Dragons have some secret games they play?” She spoke innocently enough but even still it caused Spyro to almost choke on his fried lizard. \n\n“Oh..right. Um, pink marks are how the more open minded Dragons tell others not to go into somewhere unless they want to join in.” He tried to explain.\n\n“Join in what though?” Marble however was not quite understanding.\n\nLeaning down he whispered, “The same thing we do when all alone…” Causing her eyes to light up, a blush already forming from her innocence. \n\nSitting behind a tree just off the path she whispered back, “I did not know male Dragons did that...do females?” \n\n“Most likely…”He scratched his neck nervously, “All Dragons have a strong desire to mate that eventually becomes controlled with age, it is just...some get lonely and may seek other open minded Dragons that share the idea.” This time he leaned a bit closer, “You know how the Beast Maker Dragons are, very open minded and focused on pleasures…”\n\nShe understood what he meant with a nod but then made it worse with, “Would you ever seek a male?” Causing Spyro to almost fall over. \n\n“Oh no no, i have never seen a female Dragon yet what with being born out of cycle but i am absolutely not into males, especially older males.” Shuddering for a moment from some mental imagine he continued, “That does not mean we are normal either. It is far more accepting to seek another male for company that chase the wildlife.” He sighed. “I just got lucky, since you are a crested you are different.”\n\nShe sat and thought for a moment before finally speaking up, “If i was just a normal dumb sheep would you have kept me? Like...as a pet or something?” He turned to look at her, thinking himself for a moment.\n\n“No. I love you because of who you are, not because you are a sheep.” He let out a cough as he pushed enough courage up to admit, “I would have most likely only kept you around like a week to satisfy myself then dumped you back into the Artisans...so...I am very happy you are who you are.” He finished with a nuzzle to her ears that made her giggle. \n\n“Love you too...wait.” She suddenly sat up straight, “Bruno invited both of us to use the pink marks right? So he is into sheep or no, all the Beast Makers Dragons are into sheep?!” \n\nSpyro himself seemed to light up in realization. “Well, they do work to create new animals and have seen many crested before...I guess they are into everything.” He replied, staring at each other for what seemed like ages before they both broke down into laughter at the new knowledge. Electing a few Dragons walking past to notice the odd pair laughing themselves stupid behind the tree. \n\nThe rest of the night was nothing short of magical. Drinking sour potions that made the world spin as they danced around scented fires without a care in the world. Eating unknown foods of extraordinary flavor that never seemed to end. Finally they ended up passed out in a small hut after a brief moment of sloppy drunk mating they would be thankful come morning that they had locked the door first. Even if they was loud enough that half the Beast Makers would have known what they did anyway.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nPicture here,\nhttps://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1160602\n\nPatreon if you want to read these early,\nhttps://www.patreon.com/Gittons\n\nCommission info if you want your own story,\nhttps://inkbunny.net/journalview.php?id=262699\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "There is something truly special about waking up face down in that wet spot on the bed but nothing will compare to when you realize that wet spot is in fact the person you slept with last night. Pulling her face of his belly to find it half stuck to him with either honey or something equally sticky was interesting as well. She yawned and looked around the room, bed was trashed but at least it lasted till the last day, Spyro was covered in food remnants much like her own self and as she slid a hoof between her legs she found that he was enjoying lamb last night with...barbeque sauce and fruit jelly?

Pulling herself of him with a slurp she could only follow the trail of confections, meat crumbs and other bits that she had long forgot about to the living room. A sigh, tinged both with amazement and annoyance as this mess was nothing short of legendary but cleaning it was going to prove an even greater task. For now, she needed a bath.

Still a bit of warmth from last night but not at all hot, if anything that was for the best as she needed to wake up. Laying down in the shallows she could only be amazed at how full she felt as never before had she woken up feeling like she just ate a double breakfast. Compared to waking up starving and having nothing but grass to eat it was a much more comfortable feeling as well. With the long task of scrubbing all this mess out of her wool it gave her mind time to wander, looking around the trashed but once comfortable room she could not help but think back at how only a few weeks ago she was living in a field. Now she was moving on up, it would not be much longer before Gnasty is defeated and she could go on to living a nice life in a realm of her choosing.
“Hmm Artisans would be great to live in, Magic Crafters has that nice boost though and i have not yet even seen Dream Weavers yet…” She muttered to herself. “But of course it would be Spyro’s choice too…i-if he wanted to live with me.” Blushing she shook her head.

“Morning Marbles” Speaking of which Spyro was proving to have perfect timing as normal, walking in just as she was daydreaming of him. Heading over to the bath to stoke the heating crystals he could not help but crack a grin as she pretended to ignore him, fully aware of her musings. Quickly joining her with a splash he left her to her day dreams for now as he too was covered in various messes.

In truth he had been thinking a lot recently as well. Tomorrow they would be leaving this Realm to head to the Dream Weavers, an interesting place no doubt but after that is Gnasty and then? That question had been on his mind for a while. Long enough that he had started to come up with several plans for the future, depending on what Marble’s answer to some questions will be. For now he stood in the warm water gently scrubbing himself as he tried to focus on today, namely the next general.

 “Have you heard?” He started, turning to face her. “That the next General “Metalhead” is actually a living machine?”

“I had heard rumors but...i could not imagine the Gnorcs being smart enough to build one…” Her tone was so straightforward that he could not end up bursting into laughter, causing her to giggle softly to herself as well.

She turned away in fake concentration to hide her face. “I really like our mornings together” She began, “Waking up with the memories of the night before, the time spent in the bath...or bed. The fact i even get to sleep in a bed still amazes me too…” She trailed off eventually as the embarrassment of the situation got the better of her but Spyro was quick to notice. Moving to her side in a second his hug snapped her out of her mutterings and when she turned to find his comforting face looking back at her helped immensely too.

Some minutes of mutual scrubbing and gentle cuddling later, as well as a good 15 minutes more to her get all nice and pristine, and they was ready to get on their way. The boat ride being the only boring moment and unfortunately Spyro did not decide to surprise her with anything, instead another surprise came when they touched down.

“Daaarlings!” Bruno. The ever eccentric leader of the Beast Makers. “Just want to let you lovelies know that we are throwing a huuuuge farewell/celebration party when you get back from your...every valiant mission.” Taking a moment to salute almost comically. “And before you ask, we have the utmost faith that you will succeed, that giant robot i hear can not even leave it’s home or it loses power! So do give him a good polishing for me darlings.”

“W-will do Bruno, thanks for the ehm faith.” She said slowly continuing to walk away. Torn between not wanting to be rude and not wanting to be stuck talking to this strange Dragon for too long. He seemed to understand however as he simply gave them a waving motion to get going.

Heading down to the portal they could already see Dragons starting to set up several tents and platforms. The ground suddenly became solid. No longer the soft grass and loose mud but like that of rock, looking around she found a pair throwing something like salt all over. Not wanting to interrupt she walked on but was ecstatic that the Dragons actually did have a method for sorting all the mud. The wooden skeletons of tents and other buildings had only just started to be raised, in the industrious bustle would soon come a wondrous place of rest and fun but alas she could not stay to help.

At the base of the giant temple stood the portal to Metalhead. The metal monster had taken up his spot in a somewhat holy place of the swamp, where life magic runs deep within grand temples. Why a machine of all things would choose this place to fortify out of any of the other locations is beyond reason, much like how the Gnorcs think.

The entrance was amazingly plain for what the temple represented. A small wooden dock of sorts that led up to the first huge stone walls, painted and covered in vines. A modest archway gave way to a shaded courtyard under the grey sky. The air was heavy and worse, the cursed magic that had been plaguing them with unending desire only seemed to grow stronger here.
They stopped, gazing upwards to the higher level as one of the ape like creatures from Tree Tops came into view. An eerie tension that lasted just a moment before it threw out of the smaller monkey creatures that often follow them around down below and ran off. The monkey was clearly not right as it was clad in metal armor and technology. Taking one look at them it began to roll up in a ball and barrel towards them at frightening speeds but Spyro had seen this strategy before. A quick spin into a strong strike from his tail sent the rolling devil flying well over the temple but at the same time knocked him back onto the ground.

“Are you alright?” Marble asked, not used to see him knocked back by anything let alone something so small.

“Fine but those things are way heavier than i thought. Make sure you do not get hit ok?” Standing up he flexed his tail a few times to see if everything was fine.

The temple grounds was fairly small and it only took them a quick sweep of the different levels to clear everything out however when they descended the stairs to the inner temple they found a giant stone door blocking the way.
“Turns out machines really are smarter than Gnorcs…” Spyro said humorously before turning and heading back up the stairs. Looking around they was glad this place was so easy to get into even if the lack of the apes made them wonder where exactly they was. Marble was left to wander as he circled about looking for any clues how to open the door, a stone temple did lack windows after all.
She sat down on the grass. It was nice and cool while being dryer than the mud at least, not that she was helping that fact. Looking up to the grey skies in an attempt to distract herself from the deep burning inside her did not help much at all. A single sigh tinged with frustration slipped out just as the first drops of rain started to fall. Pulling herself up she headed straight to Spyro who was currently looking over the edge of a trench that cut it’s way through one side of the temple grounds.

She did not even have to say a word. The blushed and longing look on her face was all he needed to understand.
“As much i love the idea of doing it in the rain we are outside a general’s house...Let’s get this guy done quick and we can spend as much as time as you need here before heading to the party?” Holding her head softly with his hand she gave him a nod before going in for a hug. “It won’t be long either because i think i found a way in.” Tone comforting as he patted her head.

Leading her over to the trench she saw that it was in fact a sewer or possibly a water drain, currently with a shallow amount of oddly bright green liquid running through it. Following where he was pointing down she could see that a bar on a grating had been removed, if not for how stupid Gnorcs was she would have swore this is how they got in. Ever the gentlemen Spyro was first to jump in. Giving her a hand as she jumped down onto his back to stay out of whatever that stuff was.

The tunnel was thankfully short but his legs had been stained green from the walk, a fact Marble was quick to laugh over. “I think it suits you” She said in jest. Shaking off what he could she went ahead to look around. The constant dripping, the slime slowly pouring out of openings in the walls, yep this was definitely a drainage system of sorts but for what? It was true they was in a swamp so maybe it was just to stop the temple sinking. Heading up some stairs she found that while the access tunnel ahead was small it did lead to the inner temple. With an excited prance she headed back to grab Spyro who had thankfully finished shaking off the green, with a few words of praise he followed her to the small tunnel. It was a bit of a squeeze to get through but quite short as well as they came to the exit in only a minute, the sight in front of them was something else.

A giant courtyard with natural rocky walls on all sides stood with the left and right crumbling into the mud below while on the other two sides stood the locked doorway and a grand temple entrance. But that was par for the course, no, what was amazing was the giant machine standing silently guarding the door to the grand temple while dozens of metal rods littered the courtyard. Every so often one of them would start to whirr into life, spewing red cracks of power about before firing a crimson bolt straight into the machine.
“Well i guess we know what Bruno meant…” Spyro stated before hopping down from the stone vent followed quickly by Marble.

“So what do we do?” The young Sheep asked looking around the area.

“Easy, those metal rods look real flimsy so we just gotta break them. No point fighting that thing when we can just drain it instead right?” He said patting her head. “Try just using strength first, if you need to get armored then i will help.”

They nodded in agreement before stepping forward into the maze of metal rods. At first nothing but the occasional creak of metal in the wind or the sparking of a distant rod could be heard but the second Spyro touched one of the rods everything sprang into life. Metalhead woke up with a roar of metal grinding on metal as dozens of the rods sparked up between each other forming electric walls. Not wanting to be boxed it Spyro immediately swept the area around him to break several and while Marble followed suit she could but only could break a few.
Even still it gave them some room to stand. Only for a moment however as the metal monster screamed out a distorted “Target. Locked.” before throwing something, something at such speed that neither of them could even see it. In half a second is smashed into a few of the rods behind them, skipping off the ground like a stone and embedding in’s self into the rock wall behind them. “That ain’t good, keep moving!” Spyro shouted before darting into the maze of metal and lightning.

The rods seemed to go in waves of charging, firing and resting. Waiting for them to enter the rest period in order to break them seemed easy enough but then there was the metal boulders that Metalhead would throw every so often. The upside is these would often shatter a few rods as they landed but all in all it turned this hallowed ground into that of a battlefield. Spyro was quicker but a larger target, able to break any the metal spires without needing to even stop while Marble was much harder to hit but had to stop to wind up an attack. Together they was chaotic enough to grind their way through the scarlet storm and every spire fallen would only give them more room to work.

With only a dozen left and quickly dropping Metalhead had another surprise as without warning it turned 180 and ran inside the temple. Leaving the pair to catch their breath for the time being before cleaning up the last of the spires. With blood still running hot they decided into the inner temple. Grand stairs as old as the stone it was carved into now cracked from the weight of that mechanical evil. Deeper the passage led, twisting and curving under the swamp where finally they found light.
A room gilded in ancient runes lay before them, giant and expansive this may indeed have been the very birthplace of beasts. But now it lay defiled as an even greater web of spires crowded these sacred halls. Metalhead stood beside the final temple, the door too small to escape into.

The pair split. A canter turning gallop as Spyro barrelled through the barrier of charged rods with wings aflame while Marble continued ahead deeper into the maze. She weaved her way through the lightning as great explosions of force rang out all around, the very sky seemed to be falling as she formed ancient dust into a helmet to strike a spire without halt.
Spyro kept more on the edges, slowly wearing down any rods that flickered off while baiting more of those great shells to destroy the very things keeping Metalhead alive. The air was hot with power,  every crackle of lightning that flew by only seemed to grow in strength before finally an odd calm decided on the room. A call rang out. He turned only in time to see the very world seeming slow as he came to the realization that he had been tricked. Standing in a cage of electricity Spyro could only watch as the metal monster brought it’s hands brimming with power down to fire a crimson maelstrom towards him. Just as it approached a great crack rang out as a slab of stone fell from the ceiling, providing a decent shield that shattered intensely on contact with beam. Fragments freeing him from the cage.

Fleeing the trap he reunited with Marble for a well deserved thanks. The trap was smart but also risky as the beam had carved a corridor through the spires, allowing them to easily move about as metal was shattered over and over. The machine sensing it’s doom began to panic, unable to hit them, unable to run, cornered it faced the true question of mortality for the first time and went mad over the answer. Choosing to stand and fight it started to chase the pair but in doing so only broke more of the precious rods. Finally, after a gauntlet of crimson lightning and silver rods they stood at the last one. Metalhead stopped as well, not daring to get close he could only stare as the Sheep of all things broke the final rod. With the final spire broken it too fell, collapsing into metal pieces.

The stood at the threshold of the oldest temple in the Dragon world. A place where all the beasts of the land would have been created in one form or another. The turned. Looking deep into each other for just a moment before stepping forward, heart still pounding from the fight, as they fell into each others embrace and lost all concept of time. The world around them broke away in the storm of heated voices and needing grasps.
Hearts beat like hammers to forge a moment in time that would never be forgotten. Souls twisted together to create magic never before seen as physically they held nothing back in a strained attempt to climb an endless peak. When finally, just as things met a crescendo of passions it ended.

Spyro was first to come back to his senses. Pulling his claws out of the stone he braced himself against he withdrew from Marble but finding her twitching incoherently started to worry if he had pushed too hard.
“Marble...y-you alright?” He spoke quietly to her. In reply she seemed to give out a nod as the spasms started to fade and in return her legs gave out. Catched by her Dragon lover he sat with her on the stone floor while she rested, no, as they both did. He realized that they was inside the final temple, on a balcony overlooking the courtyard where they had just won the battle. Claw and hoof marks alike seemed to dot the stone around them in proof that she had learned how to use her magic during mating at least. The flood of fresh memories of actions just done still stirred in his mind but as he recounted them he found that they had been here for hours, not minutes. Thankfully this World was very short and so they was still far ahead of schedule.

“Thanks.” Marble managed to whisper out after a bit, “That finally got rid of the swamp heat…” She smiled up to him before giving him a final kiss and standing up, legs still a little soft. Shuddering as several rounds of Dragon seed ran down her legs she turned to him with an annoyed look.
“You do know somewhere to clean up around here right?” Electing a sheepish grin from the Dragon but thankfully he did.

A walk of shame by any other name as they headed outside the inner temple, up the twisting stairs to the courtyard where Spyro opened the locked door. Heading outside they was thankfully not greeted by any Dragons as they headed to a small room off to the side which had some clean running water. Not a bath though as he got out a bowl and a sponge from the chest to help her. Despite what they just did she could not help but blush embarrassingly as she bent herself over a sink with raised tail for him, the gentle touch of his to offset her sensitivity did not help as well but at least the water was not too cold. He even went out of his way to use his heated breath to dry her and a brush to make everything nice and neat. All wrapped up with an almost innocent kiss to her privates.

“I wish you would not do that.” She said playfully as they headed to the exit portal.

He shrugged, “I like to cherish the things i am grateful for.” Was given in reply as he draped a wing over her affectionately. “Besides, in around a week Gnasty will be defeated and i can ‘cherish’ you all i want back in the Artisans. I was thinking of putting some of these gems into getting a nice private Realm built, all sunny like the Artisans with crystal clear water of the Magic Crafters?”

She blushed as he admitted he was having ideas of the future too, very nice ideas too that she could only agree with. “Just no Beast Makers breeding curse please.” She said amused as they both fell into laughing.

Stepping back into the Beast Makers they was both amazed. It was nothing like how they left with brightly colored tents, strings of glowing lights and scents of a hundred different types of foods mixing together. It was beautiful. Bruno was waiting to greet them as well…

“Darlings! Welcome to the party, you are nice and early too!” He spoke joyfully. “We got food and drink the likes of which you have never seen and if you are feeling particularly playful then keep an eye out for pink marks.” The last of his speech got a little more quiet, ending with a wink as well. Before they could answer he was already heading off into the festival however.

They decided to follow suit as they walked along the vivid makeshift streets. Grabbing two fruit that naturally was filled with juice to share as they looked at what was on offer, Marble was drawn to the spicy options of course. But, she did get some funny looks when she took some of the meat options. No doubt filling heads with ideas of meat eating sheep hunting down prey across the Artisans.

“Ok i am too curious, what did he mean by pink marks? Do Dragons have some secret games they play?” She spoke innocently enough but even still it caused Spyro to almost choke on his fried lizard.

“Oh..right. Um, pink marks are how the more open minded Dragons tell others not to go into somewhere unless they want to join in.” He tried to explain.

“Join in what though?” Marble however was not quite understanding.

Leaning down he whispered, “The same thing we do when all alone…” Causing her eyes to light up, a blush already forming from her innocence.

Sitting behind a tree just off the path she whispered back, “I did not know male Dragons did that...do females?”

“Most likely…”He scratched his neck nervously, “All Dragons have a strong desire to mate that eventually becomes controlled with age, it is just...some get lonely and may seek other open minded Dragons that share the idea.” This time he leaned a bit closer, “You know how the Beast Maker Dragons are, very open minded and focused on pleasures…”

She understood what he meant with a nod but then made it worse with, “Would you ever seek a male?” Causing Spyro to almost fall over.

“Oh no no, i have never seen a female Dragon yet what with being born out of cycle but i am absolutely not into males, especially older males.” Shuddering for a moment from some mental imagine he continued, “That does not mean we are normal either. It is far more accepting to seek another male for company that chase the wildlife.” He sighed. “I just got lucky, since you are a crested you are different.”

She sat and thought for a moment before finally speaking up, “If i was just a normal dumb sheep would you have kept me? Like...as a pet or something?” He turned to look at her, thinking himself for a moment.

“No. I love you because of who you are, not because you are a sheep.” He let out a cough as he pushed enough courage up to admit, “I would have most likely only kept you around like a week to satisfy myself then dumped you back into the Artisans...so...I am very happy you are who you are.” He finished with a nuzzle to her ears that made her giggle.

“Love you too...wait.” She suddenly sat up straight, “Bruno invited both of us to use the pink marks right? So he is into sheep or no, all the Beast Makers Dragons are into sheep?!”

Spyro himself seemed to light up in realization. “Well, they do work to create new animals and have seen many crested before...I guess they are into everything.” He replied, staring at each other for what seemed like ages before they both broke down into laughter at the new knowledge. Electing a few Dragons walking past to notice the odd pair laughing themselves stupid behind the tree.

The rest of the night was nothing short of magical. Drinking sour potions that made the world spin as they danced around scented fires without a care in the world. Eating unknown foods of extraordinary flavor that never seemed to end. Finally they ended up passed out in a small hut after a brief moment of sloppy drunk mating they would be thankful come morning that they had locked the door first. Even if they was loud enough that half the Beast Makers would have known what they did anyway.









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