"You say every thing will be the death of you!"
"So what? Its true."
The two anti-fairies made their way into the dragons den, weaving their way through the ice caverns and dark paths.
"Do you think anyone will remember us, Anti-Cosmo?"
"For a while yes."
"Whaddaya mean 'for a while'?"
"Would YOU want to remember us?"
They walked in silence, only the soft clicking sound their boots made on the icy floor broke it.
" Gee... I've never hoped a merchant didn't lie to me as much as I do now!"
"Hmm? What are you on about Anti-Chelsea?"
"That guy who sold me the magical dagger, Dinky."
"He lied." He stated bluntly.
"How do you know? We haven't even tried it yet!"
"Who in their right mind would try it on a dragon!"
"...CRASH!..."
"What was that!" Chorused anti-Chelsea and Anti-Cosmo.
"Sounds like the dragon is doing some furniture rearranging..."
"Dragons don't have furniture, you twit!"
"Then I don't know what is going on!"
"Duck!"
The two anti-fairies ducked behind a huge chunk of ice as the entire cavern shook. ice cycles rained down from the roof and shattered onto the floor below.
"Anti-Cosmo!" Shouted anti-Chelsea above the crashing sound. "We need to find a place we can crawl under! or those ice shards will kill us!"
"HERE! I've found a cave!"
They both scrambled into the tiny entrance to the small hole he found. They curled up and put hands to their ears to try and block out the deafening noise of the cave coming down.
Finally, it stopped. they both carefully uncurled and looked around. all ways out were blocked off and the silence was intense.