And now we go to starfighter101's piece for this one, starring a certain purple dragon. He's a cutie too, and I have gotten him before myself. Here he's having some fun playing the 'dunktank' for a carnival. Looks like someone's enjoying being the dunked too.

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The sounds of the carnival were all around you, the shouts, the laughter, even the screams as people were interacting with all kinds of activities. You had chosen a particular one, though, as purple eyes framed by purple scales stared at you, a happy smile on his face as his claws reached down, hooking your shirt by the collar, and lifting you up.

Gently, delicately, you were settled on a seat just wide enough for you, with your legs dangling in the air, kicking a little as you got comfortable, and then watching nervously, having volunteered for this but not been told the details, as the dragon looked down at you. He patted your head with one claw reassuringly, as he got into position.

Slithering on his back, almost serpent like, he got beneath you looking up, and theatrically licking his lips, making a show for the small crowd gathered at this rather unique dunk tank, as the dragon opened his mouth wide, and then let loose a blast of hot, humid breath up at you, forcing you to grab your hat to keep it from flying off.

He chuckled a bit at that, as you recovered, and then looked at the crowd beyond, a few individuals smiling excitedly as they were handed balls. A few dozen missed, with only clipping the target, over the next few minutes. Then, with an impact that rang in your ears, you felt the seat drop, and you plummeted, plunging right into the maw of Spyro the Dragon.