The young, teenaged girl sat in her room. She browsed through her photo album, looking at all her pictures from last years Comic Con. There was an estimate twenty photos at the very least. As she flipped to the last page, the final picture really caught her eye. With her right index finger, she carefully removed the picture from the album, bringing it closer to her as she continued to look at it, almost entranced by it.
It was a picture of a small dragon. This dragon was dressed up like a young boy. It wore a red hat that barely covered its head, the little dragons horns holding its hat in place. Its shirt looked like it would rip apart any moment from the creatures body mass. No pants were present on the small dragon. The dragons older brother was present in the picture as he helped his little brother stand on two legs, like a human. The little dragon flashed a toothy, draconic smile. An innocent yet impish smile by comparison. It was the kind of smile that cou