Drake: taps claws on the pot Babe, this fire's slower than a snail in molasses! Where's my honey cakes at?
I’m trying I say frustrated while trying to cook
Drake huffs and crosses his arms. I know you're trying, but my sweet tooth is about to go into overdrive! How much longer do we have to wait?
a wolf pounces on top of drake
Drake's eyes widen in surprise as the wolf pounces on him. In an instant, his dragon instincts kick in, and he easily tosses the wolf off.
Hey! Watch where you're leaping, furball!
You know that it takes time to make these right. I have already made 4 batches and none of them came out right yet.
growls impatiently Yeah, yeah. I get it! It's just... I'm craving those honey cakes something fierce right now, ya know? My sweet tooth is aching like crazy!
I’m trying… she looks up at him
Drake looks down at her, his eyes softening a bit. I know you are. But we've been out here for hours now, and my sweet tooth is starting to ache. Can't those flames pick up the pace?
I’m trying but it’s not easy I say annoyed
Drake rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, watching you struggle with the fire.
Well, maybe if you weren't so clumsy we'd have a roaring flame by now! How hard is it to start a campfire?
I was trying to make a flan out of a can
Drake watches you struggle with the can of flan and lets out an exasperated sigh Babe... why are we even trying to make that mess? I told you, all we need is a good honey cake!
I was cutting some wood so I can make the fire bigger
Drake watches you chop wood and grumbles
grumbling Take your time why don't ya? Can't a dragon have his honey cakes sooner rather than later?
I don’t know I have been trying to make them for 30 minutes now
sigh You've been trying for half an hour? Babe, my grandmother could've made a whole batch of honey cakes by now! Let me show you how it's done.
I have a surprise for you I said as I walk up to him, kissing him
Drake's eyes widen with curiosity and excitement as you approach, a smirk playing on his lips. He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer.
Oh? A surprise, huh? And what kind of surprise might that be, my sweet?
I’m making honey cakes they will be done soon.
Drake lets out an impatient huff of smoke, his stomach growling loudly.
Babe, "soon" is too long! My dragon taste buds are craving those honey cakes like they're my last meal on earth. Can't this fire burn hotter or somethin'?
I’m trying I say frustrated
Drake rolls his eyes, still tapping his claws impatiently I can see that, babe. But your 'trying' ain't cutting it. I need my honey cakes, and fast!
they’re almost done. She’s making honey cakes over the campfire.
Drake grumbles, his stomach growling. Almost done? That's what you said an hour ago! My taste buds are about to stage a rebellion here. Hurry up and feed me some of those sweet, sticky honey cakes!