This Doesn't Happen in Real Life

Chapter 31: Birthday Shocker

A/N: Just a little chapter (well I think it's little anyway)

Hehe I always have fun writing these chapters but a bit of suspense is my favorite (well... maybe after murdering people's feels and crushing their tiny mortal hearts into little bits and throwing them into oblivion with sadness... but we're not there yet so no worries *evil laughter*

..... just kidding....

.....or am I?

.....can you be certain?

..... Ehehehehehe see? I told you I love a bit of suspense.... ;)

Anyway this one was fun.

I'm dedicating it to @WhoLockAndPotter because she is really sweet and I'm hoping to somehow coerce her into writing THE NEXT FLIPPING CHAPTER OF "GOT YOUR NUMBER" BECAUSE I AM IN NEED OF IT.

So yes. There's that. Ignoring me in my tiredness would probably be beneficial to you all.

Goodbye!

I need sleep!

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I had a few weeks more of filming before I went home for Christmas and then it was just a week at home before going right back to England for more filming. But now it was simply my birthday. November 9th. I was now 17, one more year of childhood left and then I was an adult- oh. That was a scary thought. I had tried extremely difficult to tell as few people as possible about my birthday coming up because I didn't want anyone to make a big deal of it. I'd call mom, buy myself a cookie, maybe David would talk to me during filming that day, like I said, no big deal (what more could I want than what I had anyway?).

I sat on set reading the script for the day; I was talking to a not so nice dragon most of the day... I remembered that part of the story. So much drama and so much fun!

I threw myself into character for a moment...

Emotions: Trying to understand, slightly worried, sympathy, understanding, anger, determination, cleverness

Facial expressions: blank or slight sympathy, trying to look more emotional than normal

Actions: Connections, posture straight, not afraid of being hurt, touch dragon's snout at some point, eye contact

I reviewed my lines and when the dragon would speak I threw my voice into a deep gravelly tone to distinguish.

"You and me. We're not so different. I understand why you're so hateful towards them... I understand why you'd want to-"

"If you understand so well than you know why I must annihilate them, why I must have my revenge."

"You don't need to kill them all. They aren't even the same warriors that did it-"

"You really do not comprehend at all youngling. They are murderers, all of them and vengeance is due. " He cast a gleaming ember eye upon me and but I do not shudder or stir, indeed it is almost pity that I feel for the tortured creature. He had long been lonely and sad to the point of madness, forced to evil. And the only thing that strikes a nerve of fear in my normally cold heart is that I know precisely the reasoning he sees. I understand and to a certain point I agree, I wouldn't murder an entire race for the deed of a few but a thirst to kill those who had taken something dear to me away? Oh how I understand. I reach up to touch the black dragon's snout, I half expect him to snap my arm off but he just glares at me instead.

"This is unnecessary. You do not need to become worse than those who-"

"This is becoming trifling and repetitive. You are no longer required Time Lord" The claw tightens its grip around me. I'm not scared but I am annoyed that my petty attempts at negotiating had failed. He would try to kill me now. But I had stalled enough time, surely my father would arrive any second and I could think of yet another way to escape...My sword was out of reach, I had nothing to use as weapons but my words I-