“Every kiss
begins with Kay”
Lord of the
Rings*
Today I learned
out there was something called a nasal ranger. It's a portable device
that detects odors. Why did I find out about such a device? There is
a completely logical reason that makes perfect sense in context...but
I'm just going to leave that up to your imagination.
Anyway onto the
flash fiction!
The Duel For
the Dragon's Blood
“So how many
times has it been Merlin? Battle 50 somethin'.” I laughed while the
wizard chased me on his pegasus. Did he really think that winged
horse could catch up to me in the clouds? This is my domain. After
all I am a dragon.
“You beast! I
will have your blood!” The wizard shot lightining from his staff. I
admit the thing looked impressive when it glowed. But the lightning
merely went straight to my horns atop my head. All my life I thanked
my ancestors for evolving those enchanted horns to divert lighting
from both storm clouds and pesky wizards. If I didn't have them his
little plan to roast my wings may have worked.
“Y'know I
thought a wizard of your caliber would know about our horns.” I
then thought for a moment and smiled with my sharp teeth. “Hey
didn't you try that last time you chased me in the sky. I like the
Pegasus though. Before you've been using griffons and magic carpets.”
Merlin grew
agitated. Just like he did every time. “Stop your banter monster!
Every single one of these battles would come to an end if you just
let me catch you.”
“No!” I
yelled at him. “You will not jab that thing into my flesh! I will
not suffer that kind of pain.”
His face grew
red. “How could a dragon be so pathetic? I've been shooting
lighting at you and you're afraid of that?”
I stopped in
the air. I wouldn't take him downplaying this. “Lighting is
nothing. That thing is sharp.”
Merlin yelled at me,
“It's a shot! It's just a shot!”
“I hate
shots!” I shouted back.
“It'll only
take five seconds!”
“No!”
“You baby!”
“Bully!”
“We're
testing you for demon worms!”
“I'd rather
have them then a shot!”
“I already
told you the reason you're afraid of them is because the last one you
had was when you were two. You're grown now. Take your shot! We
wouldn't be having this problem if you hadn't eaten that elder demon
like I told you not to.”
“It was going
to kill you.”
“I could have
handled it.”
“It took
your staff.”
“Just take
the shot!”
“Hold on,
will I get a lollipop when it's over like when I was two?”
“Wait what?
Oh, yes, yes, you will definietly get a lollipop when it's done you
can have as many lollipops as you want when it's done.”
“Okay I'll
get the shot.”
So after the
exchange I got the shot...it wasn't as bad as when I was two...and I
got a lollipop! Yay! I think Merlin mentioned something
about wanting a dog though. I wouldn't mind another pet around the
house.
Author Comment:
Here's a fun little tidbit about the evolution of plot writing that
can happen, at least with me. Originally this story was going to be
about Merlin getting the blood to make an elixir to save his dying son.
As you can see this plot is a little bit different.
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