[ babysitting? easy peasy. lance has been babysitting for as long as he can remember, likely since he was still young enough to warrant his own babysitter, but he figures after the hellions known as his nieces and nephews, a couple of baby dragons should be cake.

cue him seated on the ground of one of the enclosures of the nursery, a navy-colored dragonling curled up into the crook of his arm, another (a dark maroon) splayed out across his lap. both stare up at him in what can only be considered dragon wonder... likely trying to figure out what's got him so excited and theatrical. ]

And then, the incredible and daring defender of the universe, Lance, freed the people of Balmera from their tyrannous captor overlords, earning the respect and awe and praise of alien civilizations from lightyears over.

[ god he loves storytime. who doesn't love storytime?? ]

Did I mention he was super handsome?