T.D.: Well, wouldn't you know it, I'm not dead after all.
Pegasus: Could have fooled us . . .
T.D.: Well sorry for having to deal with school.
Pegasus: Oh, that reminds me, I want my blank soul card back.
T.D.: Like that'll happen.
ICE: Is that some kind of psynergy?
T.D.: What are you doing here?
ICE: I got lost in the racer fic and found my way here. Can you help me find my way back?
T.D.: Um . . . slight problem there, that stories done.
Jerim: Unlike this one.
T.D.: I've said it once all ready; I've been too busy to type.
Pegasus: And that's why you should give me back the soul card.
T.D.: Sure, but it's kinda used*holds up Urbi soul card*
Max: And what ever happened to my story?
T.D.: It's . . . in progress . . .
Max: Meaning it won't get worked on for a while.
Dimiton: And how bout me?
T.D.: I'm not so worried about yours because I haven't even started typing it yet. And besides, you're not the main character in that story.
Kayjec: That's because I am.
T.D.: Okay, getting to crowded in here, everyone leave me alone so I can continue with the story! *Audience leaves* Wrong people! Come back!
Pegasus: I guess you won't be needing me, so I'll just be on my way.
T.D.: Wrong.
Pegasus: Well, then at least start the next chapter.
T.D.: I will when I want to, so let's begin the next chapter.
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The trip down the mountain had been a lot faster than the one going up, mostly from Melic and his own little trip from his clumsiness. As the group came down the mountain, the air grew warmer, warmer than it should at this point in the year. As the travelers came through the last vestiges of the forest, the city rose before them, in flames.
"This can't be right, what could be causing this?"
"Umm, Jerim, I don't think I should have left Timmy here in such an enclosed area . . ."
"Vena, why didn't you think of that before?"
"Well, I didn't know how old he was . . ."
"Well, we better get ready to do some explaining."
As expected, there seemed to be only one area burned worse than the rest of the city, Spicau's shop. As they approached, the cities fire team was just leaving and the captain was still staying behind, giving Spicau a rather lengthy talking too.
"Thank you again for coming by to take care of this fire sir."
"Yes, well, it seems like arson, but it's not. It's almost like there were a dragon near by."
"Don't be crazy. You know the city has laws to keep beasts like that out."
"Well, I'll just leave then so you can assess the damage."
"Yes, thanks again for being so fast to respond."
As the captain walked off, Spicau turned to his burned wreck of a store, mentally adding up the losses and shaking his head. When the captain had left earshot of the scene, Vena walked up behind Spicau.
"Hey there-"
"TAKE THAT STUPID DRAGON OUT OF HERE!!!"
"Well actually, that's why I came here."
"Good, Now maybe I can get back to business like normal."
"Oh, wait. Jerim, how are we going to get him past the guards at the gate?"
"Umm . . ." Since the city had put in place laws against 'dangerous' pets, getting Timmy out would be difficult. "Hey Melic, you still know some of those morph spells?"
"Sure, what do you need? I've got frog, beaver, caribou, beetle, cat, ant, dragon-"
"How bout a simple cat spell then?"
"Sure, why not."
"Wait, you can't go in there, I'm the only one he knows. He won't know you because you guys haven't been here for a month."
"Good point. All right, lead the way."
"And another warning, he's grown rather big."
"How big is 'big'?"
As they approached the once dark backroom, a hulking figure came into view. Timmy had by far grown a lot and was now nearly seven feet tall.
"Food time all ready Spicau?"
"No, an old friend to take you home."
"But you are the only one I know . . ."
As the group walked into the room, Timmy backed into a crouch, but stopped suddenly at a flash of memories tied to this small group. As he tried to grip onto those fleeting few memories, one of the group slowly approached. As she stepped forward, she laid a hand on his muzzle. The smell came to him and he realized at once who this former caretaker was.
"Vena?" The name came slowly, but as he noticed more details, he could see it was her. "So you are the one who cared for me so long ago? The one who freed me of that spell? I'll gladly come with your group, but what of the guards?"
"That's where Melic comes in."
"Huh? Oh, um, oh yeah, the spell . . . What spell was it again?"
"The transformation spell."
"Transformation? The art of taking another form?"
"Yes Timmy, a small cat is far less suspicious than a seven foot tall dragon."
"So where will we go once I'm free?"
"We're going to go to . . .wait, where are we going?"
The group was silent for a short while until Melic broke the silence. "What if we take him to Jamurra?"
The others had no idea what to say as they stared shocked at Melic. Not only had he come up with an idea, it was a good one too. "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, for once you did something right. Now, we need to do a bit before we're ready to get Timmy out of here. Melic, you're with me. We need to do a bit upstairs."
"I'll come too, I need to start cleaning up anyway."
As Jerim, Melic, and Spicau left the room, Vena turned back to Timmy. "You sure have grown, I'm surprised Spicau hasn't tried do find some way of getting you out all ready. He could probably get you out in some side show, you know, something like 'Timmy the Not So Tiny'."
"Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't call me Timmy."
"Is there a problem with that name?"
"Well, yes, you could say that."
"Well, I guess you can choose to have a name of your choice."
"Wrong."
"Huh?"
"You had the right to name me, but 'Timmy' is not a very draconic name."
"Well, what should I name you then?"
"Umm, well really, that's not up to me."
"Well, I'll figure out something sooner or later."
The other three came in then from the front of the store and Melic was reading off a list to Spicau.
"Melic, when did you write that list?"
"Umm, probably earlier when we were in the shop."
"So why didn't you have us get the stuff while we were there?"
"Well, I hadn't really thought of that . . ."
"Well, let's go back up so we can get those supplies."
As the three walked back up to the shop, Vena turned again.
"So how did you end up by yourself up in the mountains?"
"Well, when your friend Jerim was taming that my m- that dragon, I was there too and tried to follow him, but ended up lost and looking up at a basilisk. After that, well, you found little old me and, well, you know the rest."
"And to think tha-"
A sudden explosion rocked the shop and curses and yelling were heard from the front.
"Melic, I told you to set that down carefully!!"
"But it was slimy and hard to hold onto . . ."
"Melic, just stay out of the way. When we need you, we'll call you."
"Well sorry for doing what you said," Melic muttered to himself as he went back to the backroom.
"Hey there Melic. Care to join us?"
This came as a surprise to both Vena and Melic because neither of them had ever known a dragon to be social. After talking for a while, Jerim walked in and announced everything was in place.
"Well, it's show time."
"Good luck. Here's you staff."
With a flash of green light, the dragon had disappeared and in its place sat a grey tabby. As Vena approached it, it jumped up into her arms and purred its approval.
"Shall we be off then?"
"What about changing him back?"
"Don't worry, the effect is only temporary, two hours ought to be it."
Spicau, who had been upstairs taking inventory, walked in then. "Done all ready? Oh well, the horses are outside and ready."
"Good let's go."
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T.D.: Well, it may have taken a while, but there you have it.
Pegasus: Well, now your only problem is that you have to update more after this too.
T.D.: I know . . .
ICE: So what was the whole point in this?
T.D.: Oh, so now mister 'no puzzle is too hard' can't understand a simple story line?
ICE: I'm not the only one. Audience poll says not too many people understand it either.
T.D.: Well, what do I care?
ICE: I don't know and don't care either, so I'm outta here.
T.D.: Well, I may as well get the readers involved a little. Review and tell me what you think Vena should name the dragon.
Pegasus: Could have fooled us . . .
T.D.: Well sorry for having to deal with school.
Pegasus: Oh, that reminds me, I want my blank soul card back.
T.D.: Like that'll happen.
ICE: Is that some kind of psynergy?
T.D.: What are you doing here?
ICE: I got lost in the racer fic and found my way here. Can you help me find my way back?
T.D.: Um . . . slight problem there, that stories done.
Jerim: Unlike this one.
T.D.: I've said it once all ready; I've been too busy to type.
Pegasus: And that's why you should give me back the soul card.
T.D.: Sure, but it's kinda used*holds up Urbi soul card*
Max: And what ever happened to my story?
T.D.: It's . . . in progress . . .
Max: Meaning it won't get worked on for a while.
Dimiton: And how bout me?
T.D.: I'm not so worried about yours because I haven't even started typing it yet. And besides, you're not the main character in that story.
Kayjec: That's because I am.
T.D.: Okay, getting to crowded in here, everyone leave me alone so I can continue with the story! *Audience leaves* Wrong people! Come back!
Pegasus: I guess you won't be needing me, so I'll just be on my way.
T.D.: Wrong.
Pegasus: Well, then at least start the next chapter.
T.D.: I will when I want to, so let's begin the next chapter.
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The trip down the mountain had been a lot faster than the one going up, mostly from Melic and his own little trip from his clumsiness. As the group came down the mountain, the air grew warmer, warmer than it should at this point in the year. As the travelers came through the last vestiges of the forest, the city rose before them, in flames.
"This can't be right, what could be causing this?"
"Umm, Jerim, I don't think I should have left Timmy here in such an enclosed area . . ."
"Vena, why didn't you think of that before?"
"Well, I didn't know how old he was . . ."
"Well, we better get ready to do some explaining."
As expected, there seemed to be only one area burned worse than the rest of the city, Spicau's shop. As they approached, the cities fire team was just leaving and the captain was still staying behind, giving Spicau a rather lengthy talking too.
"Thank you again for coming by to take care of this fire sir."
"Yes, well, it seems like arson, but it's not. It's almost like there were a dragon near by."
"Don't be crazy. You know the city has laws to keep beasts like that out."
"Well, I'll just leave then so you can assess the damage."
"Yes, thanks again for being so fast to respond."
As the captain walked off, Spicau turned to his burned wreck of a store, mentally adding up the losses and shaking his head. When the captain had left earshot of the scene, Vena walked up behind Spicau.
"Hey there-"
"TAKE THAT STUPID DRAGON OUT OF HERE!!!"
"Well actually, that's why I came here."
"Good, Now maybe I can get back to business like normal."
"Oh, wait. Jerim, how are we going to get him past the guards at the gate?"
"Umm . . ." Since the city had put in place laws against 'dangerous' pets, getting Timmy out would be difficult. "Hey Melic, you still know some of those morph spells?"
"Sure, what do you need? I've got frog, beaver, caribou, beetle, cat, ant, dragon-"
"How bout a simple cat spell then?"
"Sure, why not."
"Wait, you can't go in there, I'm the only one he knows. He won't know you because you guys haven't been here for a month."
"Good point. All right, lead the way."
"And another warning, he's grown rather big."
"How big is 'big'?"
As they approached the once dark backroom, a hulking figure came into view. Timmy had by far grown a lot and was now nearly seven feet tall.
"Food time all ready Spicau?"
"No, an old friend to take you home."
"But you are the only one I know . . ."
As the group walked into the room, Timmy backed into a crouch, but stopped suddenly at a flash of memories tied to this small group. As he tried to grip onto those fleeting few memories, one of the group slowly approached. As she stepped forward, she laid a hand on his muzzle. The smell came to him and he realized at once who this former caretaker was.
"Vena?" The name came slowly, but as he noticed more details, he could see it was her. "So you are the one who cared for me so long ago? The one who freed me of that spell? I'll gladly come with your group, but what of the guards?"
"That's where Melic comes in."
"Huh? Oh, um, oh yeah, the spell . . . What spell was it again?"
"The transformation spell."
"Transformation? The art of taking another form?"
"Yes Timmy, a small cat is far less suspicious than a seven foot tall dragon."
"So where will we go once I'm free?"
"We're going to go to . . .wait, where are we going?"
The group was silent for a short while until Melic broke the silence. "What if we take him to Jamurra?"
The others had no idea what to say as they stared shocked at Melic. Not only had he come up with an idea, it was a good one too. "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, for once you did something right. Now, we need to do a bit before we're ready to get Timmy out of here. Melic, you're with me. We need to do a bit upstairs."
"I'll come too, I need to start cleaning up anyway."
As Jerim, Melic, and Spicau left the room, Vena turned back to Timmy. "You sure have grown, I'm surprised Spicau hasn't tried do find some way of getting you out all ready. He could probably get you out in some side show, you know, something like 'Timmy the Not So Tiny'."
"Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't call me Timmy."
"Is there a problem with that name?"
"Well, yes, you could say that."
"Well, I guess you can choose to have a name of your choice."
"Wrong."
"Huh?"
"You had the right to name me, but 'Timmy' is not a very draconic name."
"Well, what should I name you then?"
"Umm, well really, that's not up to me."
"Well, I'll figure out something sooner or later."
The other three came in then from the front of the store and Melic was reading off a list to Spicau.
"Melic, when did you write that list?"
"Umm, probably earlier when we were in the shop."
"So why didn't you have us get the stuff while we were there?"
"Well, I hadn't really thought of that . . ."
"Well, let's go back up so we can get those supplies."
As the three walked back up to the shop, Vena turned again.
"So how did you end up by yourself up in the mountains?"
"Well, when your friend Jerim was taming that my m- that dragon, I was there too and tried to follow him, but ended up lost and looking up at a basilisk. After that, well, you found little old me and, well, you know the rest."
"And to think tha-"
A sudden explosion rocked the shop and curses and yelling were heard from the front.
"Melic, I told you to set that down carefully!!"
"But it was slimy and hard to hold onto . . ."
"Melic, just stay out of the way. When we need you, we'll call you."
"Well sorry for doing what you said," Melic muttered to himself as he went back to the backroom.
"Hey there Melic. Care to join us?"
This came as a surprise to both Vena and Melic because neither of them had ever known a dragon to be social. After talking for a while, Jerim walked in and announced everything was in place.
"Well, it's show time."
"Good luck. Here's you staff."
With a flash of green light, the dragon had disappeared and in its place sat a grey tabby. As Vena approached it, it jumped up into her arms and purred its approval.
"Shall we be off then?"
"What about changing him back?"
"Don't worry, the effect is only temporary, two hours ought to be it."
Spicau, who had been upstairs taking inventory, walked in then. "Done all ready? Oh well, the horses are outside and ready."
"Good let's go."
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T.D.: Well, it may have taken a while, but there you have it.
Pegasus: Well, now your only problem is that you have to update more after this too.
T.D.: I know . . .
ICE: So what was the whole point in this?
T.D.: Oh, so now mister 'no puzzle is too hard' can't understand a simple story line?
ICE: I'm not the only one. Audience poll says not too many people understand it either.
T.D.: Well, what do I care?
ICE: I don't know and don't care either, so I'm outta here.
T.D.: Well, I may as well get the readers involved a little. Review and tell me what you think Vena should name the dragon.