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Maybe this isn't the end?

You refuse to take another bite... "What the heck! You're making me eat perfectly good food that you can just feed to your hatchlings! Half the food I eat is going to be used for energy and be pooped out of me anyway! Feed them ALL the food you're feeding me..."

The dragon stops for a second, feeling stupid. She yanks the food from your paws and throws it onto a cabinet. "OH MY GOD! What the hell am I doing!? You aren't even nutritious... you're just a big, fat, pathetic werewolf that can barely even walk with werewolf strength. I'm giving you more food that the babies could be eating- stay here..." the dragon walks into the kitchen and grabs a bunch of food and places it near the hatchlings and comes back. "Fine. You can babysit the hatchlings for me while I find food. UGH! I can't stand you, you're such a glutton and now I'm not even using you as food. I don't even care if my plan was flawed, you pointed that out and... and... just don't talk, and watch the hatchlings while I hunt for food. Anything wrong happens, and you don't stop it, YOU'RE DINNER!" The dragon irritated stomps out of the cave and flys away.

So now you're the babysitter. Using what strength you have, you manage to grab the rocky walls of the cave and pull youself up. You slowly waddle next to the hatchlings moving around in their large nest. After a few minutes though, your legs begin aching and you are forced to plop down onto your cushoned butt. Your belly sags in front of you so heavily your legs are pushed apart. Everything seems fine, and all the babies are doing well.


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