Andrew told Sally, "Dear, I know you love it... heck, I love it, but I don't think a white latex wedding dress would go over well."
"Yeah I know, still... I wish there was a little bit more... wildness in the world, not more violence or anything, just, ya know, people more in touch with their wild side."
"You know it dear. You have the vixen and sage masks for the bachelor and bachelorette parties?"
"Like duh."
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Thomas the red dragon meanwhile (though the name Thomas felt odd to him, like it belonged to him in a former life) flew over the city, fast and silent, it was dark, the clouds hiding his existence, and it wasn't like the police were on the alert for giant flying red latex lizards in the sky.
Thomas knew his creator needed more to test the wand to make more of their kind... and the latex-lings own experiment showed animals were a dead end, and collecting more would be meaningless cruelty. He did however, feel a bit like... who? Batman? That was right right? His human life felt like a dream.
Over the course of the night, he'd snatched up a mugger going after an old couple, and a man with much more vile intents with a young lady, and taken them both to be experimented on. Leaving rumors of some crimson angel of justice haunting the city at night.
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Dylan emerged into a very ordinary looking bathroom. The first thing Dylan did was washing himself, soap and water merely making his latex clean and shinny. This meant using the shower. And this meant getting the attention of the place's owner... who it turned out was an old woman...
Dylan looked up at the old lady in her bathrobe. "Oh my... what a strange dream I'm having... and who might you be little creature?"
Dylan let out a squeak. The old woman petted him.