"Keep it up, Beep. Your face will get stuck like that, you know."
Beep's mother shook her head. What a silly boy. Always making faces at his brother, Boop. She knew his face couldn't really get stuck like that, but how else could she stop him? Such a defiant little snip snap, he did whatever he wanted. And picking on the other hatchlings was definitely what he wanted. He seemed to have graduated from holding his toes just inches from his brother's face while chanting, "I'm not touching you!" to gulping in a deep breath of air and holding it, making his eyes pop in an unsettling way. He would follow his brother around, eyes popping, his cheeks bulging and turning purple as the blood rushed to his face.

"MOMMMM!!!! HE'S DOING IT AGAIN!! MAKE HIM STOP!" Boop ran screaming from his brother. Beep thundered after him, bleary eyed from holding his breath. His mother stepped in front of him, causing Beep to run head first into her stump of a leg. She bellowed at him to stop tormenting his brother, more than fed up with his irritating antics.

When Beep tried to open his mouth to protest, he realized that he couldn't. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to pry his lips apart. He sucked in short breaths of air through his nose, but his cheeks still bulged and the blood still pounded in his face. His eyes felt as though they had gotten even wider.

Days passed and Beep grew into a towering snapper, just like his father. He grew from a roly poly youngster to a solid, muscular dragon. One thing hasn't changed, though. He would have never guessed that smashing his face into his mother's leg would have made her prophesy come true, but here he was... full grown, and yes, his face did get stuck like that.