by: Saria and Pizazz
Chapter 2
Nine a.m. in the kingdom of Alexandria was normally a beautiful time. Birds chirping, welcoming the new day. The sun rising, painting the sky with an array of reds, oranges and yellows.
But it wasn't so beautiful today for one poor Salamander. He trudged down the street towards his unfortunate destination. And damn was he ever mad!
"Why me, why me, why ME?!" Amarant grumbled to himself. His mood didn't lighten when he saw the door to his own personal 5th Ring of Hell;
The Alexandrian Daycare Center
Already, Amarant could hear the screams and squeals of too many toddlers than he knew he could take. Dagger was waiting outside.
"Good morning Amarant! What a lovely day!" exclaimed the Queen. She had a sinister tone to her otherwise pleasant voice. "Are you ready to spend this glorious day with all those lovely children?"
"No."
"Too damn bad. Get inside."
"Crap."
Dagger held open the door for Amarant. He slowly walked through, humming the death march. Immediately after stepping into the room, he was swamped by toddlers. It took all of the Salamander's will-power to resist bringing out his claws and shredding them.
"Kill me now..." he mumbled.
"Alright children, settle down. It's story time!" Dagger addressed the tots. Amarant staggered back from the sudden decrease in weight as 21 kids jumped off of him. They ran and sat down on a round rug in the middle of the room.
One boy wearing green overalls and a piss-yellow shirt spoke up (with your average toddler under-developed speech): "What stowy will you be telling today, Qween Gawnet?".
"A story I made up last night. Oh, by the way Amarant, why don't you take a seat on the Magic Carpet?"
"Magic...Carpet...? What kinda half-assed daycare is this?!"
"AMARANT!!"
"Qween Gawnet, what does half-assed mean?" asked a girl sitting beside Piss-Yellow Shirt Boy. She wore a purple skirt and a pink shirt.
Amarant used all his willpower not to laugh hysterically as Dagger replied: "S-Something you shouldn't say! Amarant made a boo-boo when he said it and he's sorry. Right Amarant?"
"No."
"I summon Bahamut, Mega-"
"Tsk tsk, you're not setting a good example for the children. And one of the tots might get hurt to! Not that I give two shakes of a rat's ass..."
"Qween Gawnet," began Purple-Skirt Girl again. "He keeps saying bad words! Shouldn't he get a time out?"
Dagger grinned deviously. "You're right. Amarant! Go sit in the chair in the corner over there! You have a ten minute time out!"
Amarant looked at the chair Dagger was now pointing to. It had a sign taped to the back saying 'Time Out Chair'. He raised an eyebrow as he turned back to Dagger. "What the-? Are you crazy?! I'm not taking one of those stupid time outs! Do I look like a damn toddler to you??!!"
"With your lack of self-control, it's hard to tell. Now sit in the chair."
"No."
"You know, I could make you a tot. I could simply cast my own special version of the Mini spell and you'd be back in diapers."
"...I'm going to kill you."
Dagger began chanting the incantation for her Mini spell.
"I'M GOING, I'M GOING!"
Amarant walked over to the Time Out Chair and slumped
down into it. This is going to be a looooong day... he thought.