A Little Place Called FANG

Chapter Ten: Alorah and The War

Okay. So yeah there's a bloody war going on now. And let me tell you, wars are as fun as eating bad cake.

First of all, it does not help when your psychopath husband is the one raging war, but it was a Thursday so it makes sense.

Thursdays are special. Don't ask.

First of all, everything was on fire. And it wasn't a toaster fire but more an-angry-fire-breathing-dragon-that-wants-to-burn-everything type of fire. I really hated those types of fire you know. They mess up everything.

"Ummm Lacey?"Annika, one of the brightest students asked."The entire left building is burning, like its completely ruined."

"DID NO ONE THINK OF NOTIFYING ME OF THIS INCREDIBLE INCONVENIENCE, LIKE DO YOU GUYS ACTUALLY THINK I DO THINGS AROUND HERE, I WAS EATING PIE AND WATCHING SHERLOCK AND MY DANG SCHOOL WAS MOTHER HERA BURNING?!" I said, tossing my pie into the trash.

Yeah. This was a big deal guys. I never toss my pie away. Ever.

"It's not just that, it's Alorah!"Annika said, pushing open the door.

From the side, a loud roar of the dragon could be heard.

"Alorah?"I whispered."I know her! She's the nicest person in the entire world!"

Annika looked at me bewildered.

"Oh no."I said, trembling."There's pie on my face, isn't there."

"There actually is, but that's not the point."Annika was whispering now."Its just...shes kinda joined the evil side."

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF MOTHER FREAKING PIE."I yelled, which, of course, set the dragon aiming right at us. 

First came the flash of crimson red wings and the beauty of it all. The gold specked eyes with the colored spikes dancing on the back, piercing the air with horrofic heat and purple fire. 

"And oh look we're going to die, lets add that to my to do list."I said, the sarcam so beautiful. 

Annika pulled out a dagger, "We can do this right? I mean, the classes and stuff, you know how to kill things...right?"

I laughed."How hard can it be?"

The answer was: incredibly hard, and likely impossible. 

I had a pretty sweet plan: stab and run. Yeah, well the bloody dragon nearly bit my arm off so that was no. I shoved Annika behind the wall as another burst of fire blew in. The heat was burning the edges of my skin and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

"The only way we can beat this is stop slice its head off."I said.

"Ya, I was thinking we could convince it to stop and raise it like our own child like that chick from Game of Thrones."Annika joked, clearly annoyed.

"Shut up, I let you in my school."I said, tossing her a sword."I'll go do something incredibly stupid and you cut the head clean off, okay?"

"Okay."Annika nodded.

Side note for tfios feels. 

I did of course do something stupid.

"HEY HEY HEY YOU"I screamed, running around like a maniac."YOU WANNA KNOW SOMETHING? I LIKE PIE BRUH. AND YOU INTERRUPTED THAT, PREPARE TO DIE."

I charged at it, screaming with a nerf gun like an insane idiot with no life. If Annika didn't do the deed, I would burn in fire. But what the heck? Life's only this long. The dragon tossed its head and reared back to spit out fire when the cut came, and the head flew off, landing in a bloody mess of blue blood. And, of course, I was covered in dragon blood. Blue everything. 

All I wanted was to run a school. Not all this bloody mess.