7 minutes in Heaven!

On the dragonets tenth hatching day Deathbringer and Riptide hosted a hatching day party. They invited every dragon in Pyrrhia.

During the party Deathbringer stepped up to the platform and yelled "ATTENTION FRIENDS, FOES, AND ROYAL IDIOTS! Its time to play a stupid little game called...  7 minutes in heaven!" Deathbringer tooted on a royal conch."The first person is..." he picked a name out of a bucket. "Glory." Glory stepped up on the platform and said, "I.. don't-" "All you need to do is pick a name out of a bucket and go in the closet with him for seven minutes." Deathbringer interrupted. "Which could be me." he added in a whisper only Glory could hear. He gave Glory a bucket with pictures of other dragons in it. She picked out a picture of an overly handsome NightWing. "Is that you? You look like a pig compared to this." Glory commented. "Now, now, no harsh words." Deathbringer said, pulling Glory into a closet behind him. Glory struggled, but Deathbringer had a firm grip on her. Kinkajou shouted from outside, " Seven minutes... Starts... Now!" As the closet door closed. It was surprisingly warm and dark in the closet. " Umm, you have a thing.. On your snout. I think it's leftover papaya. Let me wipe it off for you." Deathbringer said, leaning for. Suddenly, in full force, Deathbringer pressed his snout against Glory's snout. After what seemed like any eternity, Deathbringer pulled away. " That's what you get for being so perfectly wonderful." He said. Suprisingly, Glory launched on top of him and covered his mouth. "Don't you dare say a word of this to anyone, you cute little NightWing." she said before kissing him back. They were in mid- kiss when the door flew open.
"Looks like Queen Glory has found her match!" Kinkajou said chuckling. " Seven minutes are up! Do you want another round together?" " No thank you. I have had enough of Deathy here for one day." Glory said, getting up and brushing herself off. The couple walked back to their seats. "Next is... Winter!" Kinkajou said cheerfully. Winter walked up to the platform blushing. Kinkajou handed him the bucket. Winter pulled out a paper and said "Moon." Moonwatcher walked up to the platform with
 her head down. "Winter and Moon sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G." Qibli said. Deathbringer shoved
the in the closet. "7 minutes... Start... Now!" He said locking the closet.
"Umm.. Nice of Deathbringer to put us together.." Moon mumbled. "NICE? DEATHBRINGER? Need I remind you I was the one to pull your picture out of the bucket!" Winter roared. Moon threw her wings on top of her head, as if she expected Winter to attack her. Oops, he thought as soon as he
said it. " You are a wonderful dragon, Winter. You deserve to be with me." She said, laughing at her humorless joke. "And, you deserve this." Moon said, embracing Winter with bone-cracking strength. Winter leaned into her. Moons talons slipped around his cold silver scales just as-
"Time's up!" Qibli roared, flinging open the door. "Ummmm.......... Shy Moon isn't so shy anymore." They returned to their seats blushing. "Next is...Clay!" Qibli said. Clay walked up to the platform and picked a name out of the bucket. It was.... Peril. "Don't burn yourselves!" Qibli said, locking the closet. "7..... minutes.......start.....now!" Came a voice from outside. The hot closet seemed even hotter than before with Peril's fire-hot scales. She shifted carefully. " Umm. Clay.." Peril started. " What should I say, what should I say, she thought frantically. "Umm.. I think you are the most kind, caring, thoughtful, sweet, dragon in the world. And your the only dragon dragon in the world that sees me as a normal dragon. So I really, really love you." Peril said quickly.
"Aww.. That's too sweet." Clay remarked in his sweet way. " You wanna know something?" He added in a murmur. "You are my most favorite dragon in the world. I know it didn't seem like that before, but...." Clay started in a warm voice.
"Will you marry me? I've want to be with you my entire life.. So, will you marry me?" Clay proposed.
"Yes. Yes I-" Peril said with happy tears in her eyes, just as...
"Oh. My. Goodness. Three Moons, Clay! We should have another party for this! You finally proposed to Peril. Everybody raise your coconuts to Clay, who shall now have a hot; literally, wife!" Deathbringer shouted.
" To Clay!" Every dragon shouted, sloshing coconut water.
Peril shifted uncomfortably just as her tail hit the closet.
"She's made fire!" Deathbringer shouted manically, pointing and jumping at the flaming closet.