High on Wyverns (Hunter's Video Vlogs)

*Hunter settles at his desk in his room, the ceiling fan on while lining his fingers into an complicated pose of expectance. Donut arrives in, sniffing a few corners before huffing with a gruff and datindly exiting the abode. A tech deck is seen rolling with the wind across his desk.*

**Hunter:** Big day for me and the shredders. Bad news for one of our members. Unexpectedly jacked his dorito bearded face after a failed pop shove it from a 15 ft. ramp. Exctracted most of the oral damage, and hospitalized for 2 weeks. Gnarly. That's one tough luck for a 32 year old skater who despises static shocks. Brave enough to withstand asphalt until this grave mistake popped up. Last day for our buddy Romain Dragonful to spend his misarable nights at the hospital in Rockgate. Well, let's just see how he holds up against the bad boy effect. *\*wink\**

*\*Jumpcut to the shredders stifling in the waiting room, until a nurse dressed in a trendy blue dress, beckoning them inside. With an IV strapped to his arm, and a beeping machine monitoring his heart beats, Romain lays in bed sound asleep, light snoring filling the room.\**

**Tyler:** Dude, he looks super knocked out like a trashed deck. I wonder when the real fun would happen.

**Kenta:** Damn, ditch those wheelies. I just hope that we escort him back to the car with our skateboards.

**Hunter:** Only if the nurse would allow us to do that.

*\*Cue snorts of laughter from the two\**

**Nurse:** Hey, I take it that you're friends with Romain? I have just received information that in a few minutes he will wake up before driving home. The Anasthesia lasts usually about more than 20 min straight so be prepared for the cranky talks and hysterical slurs from his speech. After the oral re construction, I advise that he refrains from eating or drinking anything that easily damages the nerves to his teeth, gums, and jaws.

**Kenta:** Miss, does Iron Dew count?

**Nurse:** I would completely take carbonated sodas out of your question. Water should be an easier choice for him. He needs at least a maximum of 1 - 2 hours a day for additional recovery. Escort him with any entertainment except for skateboarding and other outdoor sports. Until he's well and ready to go, I would recommend his adopted parents serve him as his official caretakers since he's going to act a tad weird in the next 20 minutes. With that, I wish you a safe drive home. Take care Romain.

*\*Camera shifts towards the sleeping blonde, mouth dazed open. Slow breathing could be heard from both sides as Kenta snickers while flicking the camera downwards, a short shot of the tiled floors.\**

*Jumpcut to the shredders carefully loading the blonde Wyvenra skater on two respective decks, the trucks squealing loudly in response to his muscular weight. They slowly roll him across the parking lot and beside the Durango, left passenger door opened.*

**Hunter:** Easy. Easy, Easy. He's such a rhino made out of steel.

**Tyler:** Wish Sanaki was here to witness this.

**Kenta:** Bro, Sanaki would eventually skate home. She would know how this drug effects everyone after a surgery. Been through a very light one, almost witnessed the whole activity. Crazy. Just crazy.

*Romain softly grogs in disturbance, lightly inhaling a snore before the hot pink eyes slowly blink in puzzling dissonance.*

**Romain:** Mrrrrgggghhhh.... Kentah? Romain? Tyler? Hunter?

**Hunter:** He apparently thinks his clone is here with him.

**Romain:** *\*glances at his deck.\** Whoh placed bwack san papher on whood?

**Tyler:** It's called griptape, bud.

**Romain:** Gihp tahpe? Is therw a leak in dis cahr? *\*Wildly looks around with his mouth hangin wide open.\**

**Hunter:** Ro, shut it. No, there is no leak. Stop thinking Flex Tape, were not at Castorama. Top that off of your blonde head.

**Romain:** *\*stifles a childish giggle for a few seconds.\** I wanna see a skatepark full of shkaters. I wanna go sakteobarding with the uhthers.

**Hunter:** Sakteo - what?

Tyler: He means skateboarding.

**Romain:** *\*Blinks absentmindedly, pawing at the wheels of his deck\** I wannah hav dinner with Thony Hahwk and his peth pahrrot, Channel Wan.

*\*The shredders inhale amused expressions, about to burst to laughter\**

**Kenta:** WTF is Ro talking about!?

**Tyler:** Oh boy, my day just got sick with his moment. Tibarn bless his wonderful speech.

**Romain:** Is Santa Cruz coming over for dinner in december? I lov his presants. I wan a noo steakboard this winter. Deck iht wid noo laights. Oooooh........ *\*Twinkle in pink eye\**

**Hunter:** Since when did Santa Cruz bring you some new presents, bud? Also, it's called a skateboard.

**Romain:** He said he wahs coming today. And I neehded his sliegh toh wide his cute goats across the steak park!

**Kenta:** Thrasher x Santa Cruz. Perfect collaboration.

**Romain:** Mmmm...... someday I marry stakeboard. *\*Proceeds to kiss\** Mai wuvevy waif.

**Tyler:** *\*whispers\** Ok, I seriously think Romain needs some serious help now.

**Romain:** Police don't arrest me for nouthin. I arrest them for their Iron Doo. Give it up, beforh I whack you with mai steakboard.

*\*shredders continue to laugh\**

**Hunter:** So you think the more officers you arrest, the more you get awarded with Iron Dew?

**Romain:** *\*A small puddle of blood and saliva droops down from his chin\** They arrass sho many shkaters.

**Tyler:** Dude, you're slobbering.

**Kenta:** I aint wiping his chin.

**Hunter:** Remember what the nurse said. We've gotta take care of him before his adopted parents do. Kapeesh?

**Kenta:** *\*groans in agony\** Fine, Fine.

*\*Renzo neatly wipes the drool from Dragonful's chin. A low grumble ripples across his muscular waist.\**

**Hunter:** 20 minutes in before officially eating some veggies. You like veggies, Ro?

**Romain:** Wahs titties? Do youh laik tittiez?

*\*cue laughter again\**

**Kenta:** Bruh, the fuck are you talkin about, Ro?

**Hunter:** Respectively speaking from an Overlander Vadanian, Romain. I was just kindly inquiring your background with your normal daily diet.

**Romain:** I want all the Pahd Thai Noodlez. So dat I can eat it the rest of mai life. And I wish I could vacation to steakpark Island and meet Powell Peralta on his scootah.

**Tyler:** I thought you were a scooter hater.

**Romain:** *\*Groggily laughs like a autistic unstable child.\** Scooter can eaht toilets and chainsaws.

*\*The blonde skater absentmindedly rips ass, causing the shredders to clamour in hysterical annoyance. Commence windows rapidly opened and ventilation to full blast.\**

**Romain:** I farthed.

**Tyler:** We can tell by the smell.

**Hunter:** Is it that obnoxious Kale again? That's so not sick.

**Romain:** Does iht sthink da same as mai shoe? *\*Tentatively removes his Vans skaters, and curiously sniffs. Cue smile of relief and satisfaction\** Smells jas laik gramma.

**Tyler:** I think Romain's going overboard now. What do you guys think?

**Hunter:** 15 minutes in. Cut the talk and enjoy his childish LSD trip.

**Kenta:** *\*shrugs\** I dunno, man. Let's just watch his nasty attitude in laughter.

**Romain:** You know, I laik skatboarding. Dis Drankshtar dehk look laik a popschicle shtick. *\*Procceeds to lick griptape. Kenta intervines with a hard slap to the tongue.\**

**Romain:** Ow! My tongue. Eskate goat got my tongue! Skate goat I apologize for this misthake!

**Tyler:** Why are you baby bawling your rapid apology to Thrasher god itself?

*\*More saliva drools. Kenta groans in annoyance, neatly wiping Dragonful's chin.\**

**Romain:** I see cow! Moo!

**Hunter:** And you never cared for the ones on my ranch? How silly of you Ro.

**Romain:** They look sho koot!

**Tyler:** Dude, can you just pretty please knock yourself out?

**Romain:** *\*curiously looks around before blinking auspiciously at the water bottle swishing near the lower section of the passenger door. Timidly grips it and unscrews the cap. Begins to madly gulp it down as if it was the non carbonated version of Iron Dew.\**

**Hunter:** Good choice bud. Just make sure not to yeet the empty bottle out of the window.

**Kenta:** Pretty sure he wont.

**Romain:** *\*exhales hard before tiny bubbles of burps expel from his mouth\** Iron Doo so refresing!

Hunter: I'm just glad that you feel comfortable with H20 rather than a carbonated gasser. I just hope to Regalia you won't make a mess in the next 10 minutes.

*10 minutes later......*

**Kenta:** Guys, you sure that Romain would make a mess throughout your Durango? I don't trust him around beverages while being high on anesthesia.

**Hunter:** Slack it in, Kent. Doesn't matter if he makes a mess, because that mess is going to be directed towards my cause and effect for spring cleaning through this bad bull SUV.

**Romain:** *Inhales shock while steadying his light breathing. Absentmindedly squats above his board (graphic overturned) and begins to moan in relief and comfort. The shredders cringe while backing away, expression of retaliated horror etching their faces.*

**Kenta:** Dude, he's gonna piss on his own board. Now that's somethin.

**Romain:** Gotha pee badwy!

*A dark puddle begins to form around the crotch area of his pants as Dragonful continues to moan in comfort, a light jet stream or clear yellow urine tearing through the fabric and hammering the board like kamakazee sparrows. The rest of the soft run liquid plummets towards the carpeted footwell, a light odor of Iron Dew sugar and liquid toxins filing up the air.*

**Hunter:** Are..... you..... fucking.......serious......?

**Kenta:** *\*snorts in laughter\** I told ya he would nail that mess.

**Tyler:** That's what I call skater pee right there.

**Romain:** I feew mucsh bettah. *\*hiccup. Burp. Exhale.\**

**Hunter:** Take my word, Romain. Time we meet up with your parents, they're gonna rake madness over your golden mistake. Just wait and see.

**Tyler:** How long until we reach the Mignards?

**Romain:** *\*annoyed tone\** Is Dagganfull!

**Kenta:** Bro, chill out. He was just acknowledging your other name. I aint see no problem wid that.

*Jumpcut to the shredders peacefully asleep along with Romain and Kenta's light snoring filling the air. Hunter emits a painstaking sigh, the one that throbbed his mind ever since he witnessed the wyvern's accidental bathroom break. Lest alone of such a blonde jerk he was, the shredders remained to live with his mild grotesque behaviour.*

*The Durango currently pulls up next to a silver Honda Pilot, Hunter gladly turning around to signal a loud clap as their alarm.*

**Hunter:** Rise and shine, buds. Finally made it to the Dragonfuls.

**Kenta:** Damn, my legs are killin me. 2 hours in and I feel like skipping board practice for the next few days.

**Tyler:** Already by Romain's adopted house?

**Romain:** \**stirs childishly awake\** Mrrgh.... Are we dere yet?

**Hunter:** Yes, Romain. I already see your parents stepping out of the house already.

**Leila:** \*gasp\* Romain finally returned! Our sweet baby returned! Aaron! Look who's here!

**Tyler:** Does every mom in Astora call their grown adult son 'baby'?

**Kenta:** Looks like it. My mom aint never say any thin like that before.

**Hunter:** \*chuckles\* You guys don't wanna know about my mom.

*\*Door opens as every member hugs Leila. Aaron is seen in the background, waving with a greeting\**

**Aaron:** Our sweet Romain. How's our blonde pal doing? Head on a stick?

**Hunter:** Close. It's something that you'd don't want to find out. Care to break it over some cookies?

**Leila:** Sure, you boys are welcome anytime. What happened to Romain?

*\*Both of them peek in the passenger side, where Dragonful is slumped over his board, moaning idiotically over Iron Dew.\**

**Hunter:** Yeah, it's better if we break out those cookies now.

*\*Jumpcut to a well furnished living room. The shredders are peacefully seated on a blue corduroy couch while Dragonful is naughtily slouched over a lounge chair, moaning incoherent babbles. Both Aaron and Leila are perched separately on simple dining chairs. A faint hum from the clock signifies simple obvious answers from the gang.\**

**Leila:** Oh my poor baby. How in the world did he mess himself up in skating? *\*inspects his face, raising cheeks and mouth in view.\**

**Romain:** *\*moans\** Mommy?

**Aaron:** Yep, that's anasthesia alright. Probably dunked his head too hard on the ground. That earns him a second trip to the hospital.

**Kenta:** Count the prison event too. That was super rad to the beat.

**Romain:** A pissin event? I leik pissin!

**Hunter:** When will you get your facts right, Dragonful?

**Kenta:** Ro, say it with me. Pri - son.

Romain: *\*curiously chuckles and stares at Renzo like an idiot\** Pisshin.

**Aaron:** Whelp, your facts are declared, Snow.

**Hunter:** *\*mutters\** Only an hour more and he'll return to the Wyvern brain he's supposed to have.

**Leila:** *\*sits up with a concerned karen face\** Should I get you boys anything to drink? Water, juice, soda?

*\*Shredders plank their hands, nodding in acceptance\**

**Romain:** Iron Doo, Mom!

**Hunter:** Don't listen to him. He's not supposed to be fueled up with the gas. Just plain water would do, Ms. Dragonful.

**Leila:** It's settled then. 3 cups of water and 1 Apple Juice. *\*whisks away to kitchen\**

**Aaron:** So where was my son living all this time? Did he scamper off to live separately in an apartment?

**Romain:** *\*Annoyed tone\** Mobal Hoom!

**Aaron:** Say that one more time?

**Hunter:** With all due respects, Mr. Dragonful, *\*scoots forward while untangling his clasped fingers\** your son is now living in Redwood Mobile Home Park alone, married to the best Fellscyther tamer ever.

**Aaron:** I've heard vaguely about her. She loves to Parkour and stitch clothes for her friends. Is that true, Romeo?

**Romain:** *\*nodding clumsily\** Ahh Hahh.....

**Hunter:** Though their relationship can grow polar opposites. She prefers a clean dorm room while Stardust here plows a semi messy mobile home. So does that factor out their love? Sometimes. But all in all, they have the Invisible Ties.

**Leila:** Finally back with some goodies! Dig in and huck it up guys!

*\*Shredders nod in exuberance as they help themselves to a tower of biscuits and cookies.\**

**Aaron:** I heard about his skate shop. Is that also doing well so far? I rarely get messages from him regarding it's progression.

**Tyler:** Since the store compiled too much maintenance costs, it's sadly done for good.

**Kenta:** Which is why he started looking for another job.

*\*Renzo holds up a toy gun, thankfully saved from the Grizzly warehouse dump.\**

**Hunter:** While we all work standard blue collar jobs - for example, I work at Castorama (DIY), Kenta works at a car garage, Tyler greets customers at Kroger's - Romain here works for Grizzly Junk removal. Yep, your son loves utilizing his muscles for trash. Isn't that right Ro?

**Romain:** *\*blinks thoughtfully as if depressed. Expression brightens up\** Mmmmff, Skatesboard. *\*Knocks himself out\**

*\*Everyone gathers around him, clamouring his name\**

**Everyone:** Romain?

**Hunter:** Whelp, it's time for me and the shredders to go home. Just to let you know Mr. and Ms. Dragonful, your son had an emergency bathroom break in my car. No worries. I can clean up that puddle.

**Leila:** *\*whines with a motherly tone\** Oh Romain. *\*strokes his blonde spikes\**

**Aaron:** It happens when you are out of your mind. *\*chuckles\**

**Hunter:** No problem. Just give him 20 more minutes and the effect will wear off. *\*wink\**

*\*Jumpcut to his room back in Blackthorne Estates. Ceiling fan softly whirring while Donut calmly lays there, eyes on his boi.\**

**Hunter:** Now you got to know how the crazy wyvern was stoned through anasthesia. Poor guy. Already groomed my Durango. Lookin fresh as ever. *\*cut\** Thanks for watching this crazy vlog. Honestly don't know what I'd do next. Maybe a skate prank? Explore more haunted places? Just be goofy weirdos? Dunno. Suggest in the comments what I should do with drugged out Romain. Whelp, that's all for me and The Diamond Dragon Shredders! Skate or Cry people!

*\*End Screen with Hunter's channel icon and other recommended videos. Oyy - Khandi [NCS Release] plays in the background\**