There was this hotel. It was very significant to the plot and such... considering the whole arc was named after it. Refugees from many towns had found shelter within the walls, and soon enough... it received two more.
It was a quiet, empty room... possibly a closet. It had a broom in it, so it probably was. I mean, you don't get brooms in toilets now-a-days... do you?
In a scene that totally ripped of the Terminator movies, there was a flash of light, filling the room with vibrant shades of blue and reflections of a world beyond reality. Teleportation was taking place, possibly even time travel. But that's all jargon, the short story is that two dragons were thrown from the thundering silver sphere of energetic energy.
One was blue, and she rubbed her head shortly after it had collided with a wall. 'Ouch, that hurt.' She looked around the small room. 'A closet,' she deducted from the fact that it was a closet. 'I hate closets. Did I mention I was claustrophobic? No, then... I'M CLAUSTROPHOBIC GET ME OUT OF HERE!'
She heard a groan, and something touched her feet.
'Incendia, is that you?' The female dragon asked.
'Bannanas!' Came the reply.
'Yes, that's Incendia. Right, now to get outta here before I freak out,' she continued, calming herself with deep breaths. She searched the tiny room and found the door handle. It slid open, revealing a poorly lit bedroom. 'That was easier than expected.' She turned to Incendia. 'Right, brother, that's the last time I trust you with the Time Travelling Toaster... say, where is the-'
It was in peices, lying on the ground beside a wild eyed orange dragon.
'YOU BROKE IT! AGAIN!'
'Oh, hello Glacia. I like butterflies.'
It was at this point, Glacia noticed the lump and small trickle of blood from her brothers head. 'Ah, I see what's happened here. The Toaster somehow landed on your head, breaking both it and you.'
'I agree dear Watson! Monkey dishwasher! I want to dance, dance with me Hamlet.'
'Mild concussion, I deduct. Come, let's find you some ice or... a new brain. Wait a second, where are we?'
'Disney Land!'
'Be quiet and follow me, brother.' She led her mildly head-sore brother out of the room and into a hallway. 'Anyone home?' She called.