"Hurray!" Shelly exclaimed joyfully.
She clutched her new pet dragon tightly, hugging him affectionately. The boy could only stare wide-eyed at her.
"What do you mean 'hurray'!? I'm not your pet, I'm your boyfriend!" he exclaimed.
"You're nine inches long. I really don't think our relationship will work out. But don't worry. I'll feed you and pet you and play with you and keep you nice and warm. We'll live happily ever after! Besides, do you really think we can still be an item with you like this?" she asked.
The little dragon dipped his head and sulked. After a short pause, he lifted his head, a bright smile plastered on his snout.
"But I can at least breath fire, right?" asked the boy.