Tsunami: Since you and Riptide are engaged, will you consider having dragonets?

Tsunami: Uh, what?

Riptide: Well, you know--

Tsunami: Hold up, Riptide, let me answer this one.

Tsunami: OK, imagine me with a toddler in a car.

Tsunami: Now, imagine that this little shit is making a bunch of noise, and that gives me a little anxiety.

Tsunami: Say that this noise goes on and on.

Tsunami: And one way another, I drove off the cliff.

Riptide: Yeah, this is why we don't let her babysit.

Riptide: Also, are you sure don't want kids?

Tsunami: If something magically changes my mind, then sure.

*Auklet wobbles over*

Auklet: I made you macaroni necklace!

Tsunami: ...shit.