You want to start now? [He whistles.] Hey, Mushu, wherever you're flying around right now, mind stopping by?
[And right on cue (because, as it happens, Mushu wasn't flying around anywhere but rather having a very nice nap behind the board) Mushu chirps and flies to land on Stiles' shoulder.
He scratches under the teeny dragon's chin and grins.] There you go, experience of a lifetime.
[Also why do you insist on critiquing everything here... too bad you're focusing on the wrong thing here, Ciel.] It's not supposed to be scientific. And I'm more interested in the free word section, actually.