Edward and Kenny
Robin started before looking at the two of them. "What in the hell do you think you're doing?!" he screeched, fear clearly evident in his eyes. "Smaug is the one guy in this entire bank that you do not do things like this to. That book got everything wrong, why do you think there are no more hobbits and dwarves around? Do you really believe everything you read?! Smaug destroyed them all, he only died from old age! By the end of his time, he had amassed the greatest treasure your world had ever seen; it's been divided to royalty since!" Taking a breath to steady himself, he said just as urgently, "Look, you need to return the gold. Smaug watches over all the treasure in the bank and can tell when it's not where it should be. Otherwise, you're as good as--"
Before Robin could finish, the guttural growl of Smaug cut him off. "You are far too arrogant, boy. You think you're invincible, but you're not." The dragon then turned its eye from Edward to Kenny. "I know about you, aura wielder. While you haven't proven yet to me that you truly belong here, interfering with something that wasn't your business was a grave mistake." With that, the gigantic winged creature took in a deep breath, shooting fire in a thin stream straight at the the two young men. Unfortunately for Robin, he wasn't able to move fast enough, and the three men went up in flames. Taking another breath, Smaug blew out the fire quickly and efficiently before turning to look at the worker that had spoken previously. "You, boy. Go get my gold from the fool's pocket." The worker scampered over and quickly took the gold from Edward. "Now, back to shining. I want my gold to shine brighter than the sun..." With that, the dragon laid down again, leaving the workers to begin again.
Ixidor
When Ixidor was in the vault, the door shut slowly. The room began to glow in a marvelous light, revealing to the boy his deepest desire. His art, his creations, were all there in the vault. There was the horse turned skeleton from the first circle and it looked magnificent, the bones gleaming white and its eyes lifeless and dull-- truly a perfect skeletal horse. There was the eagle he had drawn to help Rose and Enya, with feathers so pristine and a regal air fit to make the Queen of England jealous. More and more creations came forth, there was the one-eyed lion, the djinn, the chimera, each looking to be the most perfect creation that had ever been made. Then, Ixidor saw her come from the shadows, a radiant angel whose beauty outshined all those that Ixidor had ever seen before. "Oh master Ixidor," Kayle said with a warm, happy smile. "We're so glad you've finally come to us again, welcome home."