Ah, he...so I probably would have written and posted this yesterday, but I kind of got distracted by an idea I got. The idea is now a (longer) oneshot called Something's Missing, in which I separate the Greeks and Romans, retrospectively kill some characters that really don't deserve it, and basically ruin all the characters relationships. (Well, maybe not all of them. But most of them).

So if you're interested in some rather angsty Lazel, go ahead and give it a shot. :)

And...now for theme No# 7.


The unsuspecting salamander lay motionless in a pool of the sunlight that fell on the porch.

Leo held a water-glass in his hand and slowly approached it, crawling forward on hands and knees while being carefully avoiding splinters.

He had been assigned to write a report for school about salamanders, and while reading about them, he had learned how, in many legends and myths, salamanders were fire elementals, and therefore, fire-proof.

Leo had reasoned that if he could only just find a salamander, he could have a pet that he wouldn't ever have to worry about burning.

And here was one, right on his front porch! It stared lazily at him as he brought down the glass and then wiggled wildly as it found itself trapped.

And now, to make sure it was the kind of fire-proof salamander he was looking for...

"Come inside and eat your dinner, mijo." His mother poked her head through the screen door. "And let that poor skink go. I thought you were studying amphibians, not lizards."

Appalled, Leo lifted the glass and watched his prisoner scuttle away. That had been a narrow escape.

He didn't think there were any fire-proof lizards.


So there you have it.

And, my apologies for the shameless self-promoting

Next prompt:

First Love

(And yes, it will be Lazel)