The three of them lugged the boxes back into the warehouse, one at a time.

“I’ve been wondering,” Triston said eventually. “How do dragons swear?”

James snapped his head around with feral speed and mulched a sound through his teeth. Triston jumped so badly he nearly knocked the shelving out of its frame.

“What the hell was that.”

At the next unit over, Argent tried to right the package he’d almost dropped. “I feel threatened.”

James shrugged. “You should.”

“Why? What did you say?”

James shrugged again, and grinned. “‘Hello.’”

Camp Nano isn’t all fun and games here, kids. It’s only mostly fun and games (and writers being ridiculous). Meanwhile, look at that–Black Dragon has dialogue after all!