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In the dead of the night, Lychee Dragon Cookie landed near where Rambutan Cookie was. They arrived right when a bat’s muzzle took place, yet there was no reason to complain. They headed to the WereBat with their tail wagging, and Rambutan flew up to a nice ol’ branch of a tree large enough for her to lay on. Of course, they followed as they rested their head on her neck fluff. With a wing over their body, the two now rest peacefully.