Hungry Hungry Dragon
“Hey fatass, you don’t look so good today… What’s up?” A booming voice said, coming from the living room of the large, spacious house. The house was definitely big, but with the multiple tons of lard between the two beasts that were currently occupying it, it was enough to say that the house seemed a lot more cozy thanks to just them. The voice belonged to a dragon, an incredibly fat grey and blue one who sat on a sofa which looked to have seen far better days. “Just a long day Zero.” The second voice, even deeper and more fat-sounding, came from the wolfdragon who had waddled through the double-wide entryway at the front of the house. He put his keys near the door and waddled into the living…