At the End

Aftermath

"DON'T KILL ME!" That must be Terror.

"I'M GONNA DESTROY YOU!" And that must be Anger.

"NO! PLEASE NO!" This is not going to be fun.

"Ok everyone. Let's get you back to where you belong," I sighed and put myself between Terror and Anger.

"I HATE YOU," yelled Anger.

"NOT BACK THERE! IT'S DARK!" trembled Terror. This will be harder than I originally thought. I'll deal with Anger first and then take care of Terror.

"Terror, wait here while I escort Anger back to his cage."

"NO! I'M AFRAID TO BE ALONE!"

"Fine. Come with us, but be as silent as a mouse."

"MICE! I HATE MICE!"

"Just shut up." I turned to face Anger.

"Come on Anger, let's go."

"NO! I HATE YOU! NOBODY UNDERSTANDS ME!" Anger roared as I dragged him down the hall. Good thing I'm not having to deal with Violence. "I WON'T FORGET THIS! YOU'RE A MONSTER! I HAAAAATE YOOOOOOU!"

"I know you do Anger," I muttered as I shoved him back into his cage, "I know you do." Panting, I pushed the cage door shut again and locked it. One down, two to go.

"What if he gets out?! That cage doesn't look sturdy! HE'LL KILL ME IF HE GETS OUT!"

"He's not gonna kill you Terror. Besides, right now you should be afraid of me. Now get going." I gave him a small shove and he started scurrying back to his room.

"But what if there's a spider in my room?"

"Then you kill it."

"What if it's a big spider?"

"Kill it."

"BUT I'M AFRAID OF BIG SPIDERS!"

"Then call me and I'll kill it."

"Ok... Ok... But what if there is a power outage?"

"Then find a flashlight."

"What if I can't find the flashlight?"

"Then just sit in the dark."

"BUT I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK!"

"Then call me and I'll bring you a flashlight."

"Ok... Ok... But what if there's a fire?"

"You live in a house made out of ICE. Now keep moving." We reached Terror's room not a moment too soon.

"Will you stay with me?"

"No."

"But I don't want to be alone."

"Just go inside."

"I'M AFRAID TO BE ALONE!"

"Fine, I'll get someone to stay with you," I moaned. I couldn't believe I'm doing this. "Computer, will you babysit Terror for me?"

"Certainly," replied The Computer. Then she turned her attention to Terror, "Hello Terror, my name is Computer. It is my job to help you in any way I can."

"There you go Terror, hope you're happy." I shook my head and began the trek to the tower. What a day, what a day. I'd never get the dragon finished in time now. And, just to make things worse, I'd have to fix the living room and repair whatever else broke. Next time I'd make sure not to take a message without knowing who sent it. Not that I meant to take the message at all.