Rarity: There we are! A warm bottle of milk for my handsome little dragon
 
T: *Grabs bottle and starts gnawing on it*
 
Rarity: Ah-ah-ah, sweetheart. Drink nicely!
 
T: *stops and begins drinking*
 
Rarity: I’m going to go to the kitchen, okay? I’ll be right back
 
T: *continues drinking*
 
Rarity: *smiles and goes to kitchen*
 

 
Rarity: I’m back!
 
T: Muh!
 
Rarity: Oh my you finished already? You must’ve been hungry
 
T: *whines*
 
Rarity: Oh no, what’s wrong, baby?
 
T: Muh!
 
Rarity: M-more? Turquoise, darling, you already finished your bottle. I don’t have any more milk for you
 
T: *grabs Rarity’s leg and tries to climb it*
 
Rarity: Sweetie, what are you *realizes what he’s doing and backs away* Oho nononono! T, we don’t do that anymore!
 
T: *whimper*
 
Rarity: Ohhhhh, but you have teeth. Sharp. Dragon. Teeth. *shudders*
 
T: *sad face*
 
Rarity: Can you wait until I make another bo
 
T: *stomach grumbles and he begins to sniffle*
 
Rarity: Wait, wait, wait! Don’t cry! *looks around* I guess I don’t have a choice do I?
 
T: *perks up*
 
Rarity: *sighs* How did you learn to be so persuasive? Did I teach you that? *lies down*
 
T: *crawls over*
 
Rarity: Just be gen waHAHAAAA!