Eventually, I managed to catch my little streaking Patch Dragon. I was about to diaper, him, but he said that I should share more. I asked him what he meant and he said that I should share my diaper. Before I could say anything else, he grabbed the front of my pelenka and climbed in. His head was the only part of his sticking out. The sudden weight forced me to hold my pelenka up. His little stitched mouth grinned, saying how comfortable it was. I couldn't help but smile as well, as I looked in a mirror and saw how cute we both looked. I said that he might want to get out because I could wet it at any minute. The patch dragon just told me to stuff his pelenka in mine to absorb it. I did and we went back to my crib. He wished me a marry Christmas as I kissed his head and we went to sleep.