"I know it was the Oval Office, and I know it's the rumpus room, but I didn't know it never was anything else between those two things!"

"Well, there were some Miracle teens hanging around here being stupid when we first came here. They were real mean to Maurice."

"He was human back then."

"Why were they mean?"

"Cause Maurice was small and wheezy."

"That's not a good reason."

"Yes. Hence why they were mean."

Sigh.

(Charles meanwhile is having the time of his life in the VR.)

Moira joins him in Dragon Riders 101.

"I guess this is fun if you can't fly."

"Right, rub it in."

"And the dragons are almost birds, I guess."

"Dragons are way better than birds."

"You take that back!"

"They are huge and spit fire!"

She attempts to leap off her dragon, a dark green behemoth that looks like death made flesh....and then falls out of sight, the game not being designed to accommodate flight powers.

Charles giggles and continues flying.

She reappears on the back of his. "Stupid unrealistic game."

"It's realistic, most kids can't fly."

He's a bit smug.

"They don't have super strength and speed and senses either."

"Yeah and I'm not using those am I? I'm riding a dragon."

"True. Mecha-dragon on the port right!" 

An enourmous steam punk looking dragon air ship attacks.

This is the best game.

"Kill it, kill it, kill it!"

Kiiill it! Rawr!

Their dragon is very responsive.