"It is true. I have quite a flair for the dramatic. It runs in the species, I suppose."
The family spun around in unison to see the Popcorn Guy standing down the hall. "It's just cardboard," murmured Little Agent. "Cardboard can't do anything...."
"Uh.... I don't remember filling the house with popcorn." Lord Tigress shot a glaring look to her brother.
"I am not cardboard!" called out the Popcorn Guy. He had a boisterous English accent. "I am, in fact, not even human!"
Little Agent shrieked, but barely remain conscious. "GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE! STOP TERRORIZING US!"
"I merely wished to gain your full attention, and showcasing my delicious power was the best way to do that."
"Why are you here?" yelled Daddy Potato.
"I have practiced this conversation many times, in my head. Each time, I can never get it just right. I'll say it outright: your son is the Chosen One to defeat the evil Mr. Dentist."
"what" said Mandarin Orange.
"Before we get into all that, however, I should tell you about myself! I am Ciar the Eighth, King of Draconia! I was gifted with the ability to create the most delicious popcorn in the Multiverse, and I have used that power to its fullest extent in my lifetime. However, Mr. Dentist, one of the Lords of Evil, has resurfaced sooner than we expected. Little Agent, while young, is our only hope to destroy him - hopefully before the other Lords return."
The family members looked at each other, an aura of confusion and fear moving between them. Lady Narwhal was the first to speak. "Thanks for the popcorn!"
"Wait," commanded Best Welsh Buddy. "You said something about not being human. What's that about?"
Ciar the Eighth gave a hardy laugh. "How could I forget! I am, in my true form, a dragon."
MockingbirdInc 
