August Event Prompt

"Steller job old chap~!" Having a spring in his step, Zoren hopped his way on over to his dragon excitedly. There were still bits of confetti and glitter stuck in their mane that had to be brushed out, but he figured a bath would take better care of that than he'd be able to. "Woah there, woah, let's save the congratulation hugs for tomorrow when you're not covered in sprinkles." Holding his hands up to ward off the dark light hybrid clip clopping towards him at a dangerous speed, they were already shedding some of loose glitters everywhere.

Coming to a swift stop, Mytos tilted his head this way and that before turning enough to look at his flank. It was sort of splattered in paint and more stars than he himself had with markings. "Ah, I'm sorry," the dragon apologized, making his rider shake his head, "I wouldn't be mad even if you decided to do it anyway right now." Giving that carefree smile, Mytos fidgeted his front set of hooves seeing his rider just staaanding there, as if expeeecting him to go on over. He wasn't able to hold the excitement in much longer, especially when Zoren sighed and held out their arms. On over he went, covering them both in glitter so they were cupcakes together.

There was another pair as well making their way off stage; the demon Zoren wished he could ask about the tattoos, and the shade that had recruited his dragon. The shade was a surprisingly good actor, it was like they were a whole other person on that stage compared to the hyper cute creature that had first come to them. In fact, it seemed they were still enthralled in their character as they squinted at the director before wandering off on their own. Hopefully to get out of the villainous rolls they had been in charge of, he liked the energetic ones.