"Slow down, I've been trying to break in here for years, I want to look around!" "Break in?" "Don't worry, I never made it past the Yetis."

 I'm not even going to bother denying this. This is my last snippet for Hermits United, and I'm going to be evil. So, here you are. This is me at my evilest. 
“Dragon-”It is all right, the silver shoulders shrugged, I was going to run away, but I don't want to anymore. Having two humans understand you is rare. I barely got over loosing my friendship with Bear's son – and yours was so much better. Leaving, would just bring a slower, more sorrowful death. And it will save you having to chase me down. Now you can get what you've always wanted.Trisli didn't think that would be happening. The king wouldn't banish him, his name wouldn't be tarnished, but he would be responsible for killing one of his best friends – and loosing three more.“I wish you would have ran,” he said, anger starting to bowl in him. “Why did you stay, to make me choose?”The jaws turned up, just a little. Because – I guess, I wanted to see what choice you would make.“You don't know what they will do to me!”This time, he said nothing. His glowing eyes, when Trisli dared to look into them, were dim – all the glow almost gone. Even the silver in his scales seemed to be fading to gray.“I cannot be banished! I cannot go through life, having people think I'm a lair.”It is up to you, Dragon whispered. You have your chance now. You can be the last DragonSlayer – or you can be the one who fought to accomplish something even bigger.“I don't want to fight!” Trisli yelled. He didn't want to think about the looks he was surely getting. “I want to live a life of ease and peace! I am tired of people laughing at me behind my back! I am tried of being thought as unimportant.” Trisli didn't realize until that moment that he had drawn his sword.I think you are important. So does Hugh, and Maye – and Alyce. To them, you are one of the most important people in the world.“That is three to a thousand.”That is four to a thousand.The sword trembled. Trisli tore his eyes from Dragon's and they landed on the scale which protected his heart. One stab upward – that was all it would take.Bear's son, Dragon's whisper interrupted his thoughts, I never told you, but he stabbed me.The pain in Trisli's chest grew. “But you are alive still,” he pointed out.Maybe I didn't trust him as much as I thought. I kept my eyes on him, and when he betrayed me, I found a way to stop the blow from killing me.“Why are you telling me this?”Because I trust you more then I trusted him.The words cut sharper then any dagger could have. The sword lowered and almost fell from his hand – until someone spoke behind him.“What are you doing, DragonSlayer?” a man asked. “Who are you talking to?”“Aren't you going to save us?” a woman said around sobs.Trisli turned his head. He saw a sea of faces, eyes looking to him for hope. He saw the king, his face set as he waited. And he felt his pride double. He couldn't let his name get tarnished.Before he could think about what he was doing, Trisli turned and lunged. Alyce screamed but it was too late to stop. The sword flashed upward, Dragon reared back – as the blade dug deep under the scale.
 Now, to make up for my evilness, I realized I forgot to share the snippet I was going to on the interview type post I did on my book. See, editing. Anyways, sorry about that. So, here it is now.
 “What? What happened?” Darcy groaned.“Darcy!” a voice exclaimed, a voice which belonged to none other than Captain Shamus Steed.“Steed!” Peter gasped in disbelief.“Pete!” Tony yelped, making Peter jump.“Shamus!” Darcy snorted.“Jones?” Steed asked, baffled.“Tony?” Peter gasped.“Steed, Captain Shamus Steed?” Tony asked, looking at the tall Air Pirate.“Oh shut up, everyone!” Darcy growled, brushing leaves from his pants.“What's going on?” Tony pushed himself to his feet as well, carefully rubbing his head. “What hit me?”“I think I did,” Steed admitted.“Who are you?” Tony demanded, his eyes flashing as he glared hard at the man. “Don't tell me you are the Steed? Captain Shamus Steed?” Peter worried his friend was about to punch the Air Pirate. That was usually how he introduced himself.My name is Anthony Verne. Smack!Steed broke into a wide grin. “See? Someone knows how to get my name right!”Peter stepped back and stared at everyone, not sure how to take everything in, especially Tony's unexpected appearance. “What's going on?” he asked, not sure who might have the answer. They all looked as baffled as he felt, which wasn't a common thing. He hoped Darcy didn't start laughing at him again.The grin on Darcy's lips showed he was enjoying something, even if it wasn't Peter's dumb question. But he didn't laugh, instead he tossed his head back with pride and began to introduce them to each other. “Captain Shamus Steed meet Peter Jones. Peter Jones, Captain Shamus Steed.” He then looked at Tony. “And I have no idea who you are.”

 There. Now it is late and that was a long post. So, quote is from Rise of the Guardians. And...
 Allons-y and Bonne Nuit!