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The day was cold despite the sun shining, the wind grabbing at any purchase it could find. Cranberry huddled into his scarf as he was walking to the ticket station with Relish in tow, carrying some blankets that Cranberry practically forced into his already stuffed car.
“Two tickets for NASCAR please.” Cranberry urged out while standing on his tippy toes, trying to see over the counter the ticket master was at.
“Sure thing, bud. Oh, I see is that your...,” the man went quiet as he looked behind Cranberry to see a lumbering dragon creature, which is still uncommon despite the monsters having been freed for the past decade.
Cranberry coughed loudly to disrupt the man’s thoughts, and grabbed the tickets, aiming to leave. Thankfully, Relish wasn’t paying any mind to the man, to busy balancing the thick blankets on his claws. Feeling a hand on it’s ulna, Relish was led to the stadium with full trust on the person leading it.
The stadium wasn’t quiet to say the least, and this was a completely different atmosphere than what Relish was used to, however one glance at Cranberry who was wrapped in a blanket, bouncing up and down with excitement, took away all of the anxiousness that Relish first felt.
“Relish, look! See that car that has the M&M characters on it, number 18, that my favorite! The guy who drives it is Mr. Busch, I have met him before and he is so cool!” Cranberry shouted, grabbing ahold of Relish’s horns to make him look at the car driving speedily. Relish grunted back as a response, yet this must’ve not grabbed the attention of the smaller of the skeletons.
Cranberry sat back down and ran his fingers into the dragon’s claws, holding its hand. “Hey, is something wrong? If you don’t like it here, I can always drop you back off home.” he sighed out, hoping that he didn’t force his friend into an outing he didn’t want to go to.
Relish shook its head, and snuggled up into Cranberry, smelling his scent as he gruffly said, “No, it's fine. I’m happy being here with you.” A faint blue rising on his cheekbones as warmth spread through his core.
Cranberry started to blush as well until he heard a faint noise of disgust from somewhere behind him. Pushing Relish away, despite his heart telling him not to, he decided to sit a bit farther away. Laughing nervously, Cranberry shivered from the wind hitting his now open side. “Ha ha... yeah, we are just great bud’s, aren’t we?” Relish looked away, a look of dismay on its face, its tail curling around its leg.
All of a sudden, a loud bang was heard that cut through all the noise of the racing cars. Screams were followed by the screeching of tires, causing Relish to look up. There in the middle of the stadium was a round red hunk of metal. The blob started to shake heavily causing the ground to spasm underneath everyone’s feet. Relish shot up and raised himself onto his haunches, a growl rising in his throat.
“What is that?” someone said through the deafening silence.
“Ladies and gentlemen, from the Great States of the Union, I interrupt this broadcast to bring you news. News that you shall rejoice upon hearing, I ensure you. OBAMA IS DEAD! Thankfully, you are not without a president, as I, DR. ROBOTNIK, am now your new ruler.” The bot shouted, as it unfolded to have arms and legs, with a plastered face of the Speaker of the House on it.
Silence raked through the crowd, until one civilian shouted, “What about the Vice President?” This caused the robot to turn suddenly, making people gasp in fright.
“Such a tragedy, but he was claimed too.” He said, without whispering in detail, “all thanks to me...”
Now as your new president I command you all to bow down to my gloriousness, for I, DR. ROBOTNIK, make my first decree that all Walmart’s shall be shut down since Walmart is a whole shit load of fuck.” The audience had mixed reactions, from weeping children to shouting adults, no one was happy to hear this news.
Not hearing any response from Cranberry, Relish turned his head to look at his friend. Nothing could’ve prepared it for the amount rage it saw upon his normally chipper face. Springing up onto the risers, Cranberry summoned a bone and threw it at the machine.
“YOU TAKE THAT BACK, WALMART IS A STAPLE THAT HOLDS THIS COUNTRY TOGETHER.” he shouted, causing Relish to flinch back from the look of unbridled rage.
The robot turned around, scanning the audience to find the attacker, “Who said that? I will have you know that every time I have been in that shit encrusted store, I had met the worse people in my life. I can’t tell you how many times I have slipped in piss or saw a used needle in the laundry isle.”
Cranberry turned towards Relish with a look of defiance and a search for help. Without hesitation, Relish sprang up from where it was sitting and roared. (https://www.google.com/url?sa=i&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.reddit.com%2Fr%2Flegocirclejerk%2Fcomments%2F17uu8fc%2Fheavy_alpha_wolf_vibes%2F&psig=AOvVaw0ftHPTUX6Bht-ArCwOA1p_&ust=1731977912374000&source=images&cd=vfe&opi=89978449&ved=0CBQQjRxqFwoTCMD-9NjW5IkDFQAAAAAdAAAAABAE)
Reaching its claws out, he grabbed onto Cranberry who nodded and summoned more of his attacks to help build a set of armor that encased the dragon. Blue magic raced through the dragon’s marrow, quickly making the creature larger, until he stood just a fraction higher than the robot. One quick look at Cranberry to see if he was okay, the monster stomped closer until he stood face to face with the president.
“Fuck this shit, I should’ve gone with the Lowes downstreet, but noooo I had to go with the NASCAR event. Stupid fucking overpowered heroes and their shitty ass plot armor, I can never win. Oh, why Lord high above, can I never win?” Dr. Robotnik muttered out loud as he saw three giant gaster blasters emerge behind the kaiju monster.
With a swift blast the robot was disintegrated, leaving only a hole of where it stood. Huffing in contempt, the dragon began to transform back into what we recognize as Relish, Cranberry wrapping his arms around its neck.
Looking deeply into his eyes, Relish kissed Cranberry gently, rumbling a low purr. Cranberry stiffened for just a moment before relaxing into the dragon’s embrace, not caring that the whole stadium was watching the two skeletons.
Let them stare, he thought, we just saved America.