“Seriously, what do you write in that notebook?” The princess asked.

  “Notes and ideas,” The dragon therapist replied.

  The princess snatched the notebook, flipped it open, and began to read, “Obsessed with weapons, check. Uh, hates suitors, check. Hates father; double-check. Has mommy issues, fuck yeah.” She turned a few more pages, then suddenly paused. “Wait…” She flipped back and forth through the pages, eyes widening. “Oh my gods. You doodle in the margins. That’s so cute!”

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  The dragon blushed.