My Ride or Die- Kiribaku Fantasy AU

Three

Bakugou
I stomped down the packed dirt path, shoving people out of my way. My fur cape billowed behind me, and I was making quite a nice scene.
"Sir, please listen!" A messenger scrambled after me.
"No! I don't give a fuck about what King Endeavor wants to say about me this time." I snarled and sped up my pace.
"Sir, the king has orders for you!" The man grabbed the edge of my cloak.
I slapped his hand off and spun around to face him. My eyes were full of rage.
"Never touch me again, you stupid bastard!" I yelled.
"I apologize!" The messenger dropped to his knees and bowed.
"You should have enough sense to know not to touch me! Your apology is invalid and all I have gained from this torturous afternoon of you following me around is that King Endeavor's servants have no more brains in their skull than he does!" I loomed over him.
"Is that right, berserker?" A gruff voice said calmly from behind me.
I turned my head to see King Endeavor himself.
"Yes, that's right!" I crossed my arms. "Did you get so sick of me declining your orders that you wanted it to be in person this time?"
"No, I came in person in hopes that my presence could persuade you to listen for once." Endeavor chuckled.
"Don't laugh, old man." I growled.
"Then at least listen to my request before you oppose it." Endeavor proposed.
I sighed. While I had been talking, guards had surrounded me. I could have taken them all down, but I didn't want to waste the energy right then.
"What, then?" I scoffed.
"Have you heard of the Stone Dragon?" Endeavor asked. I opened my mouth to speak but he held up his hand. "And before you say it's a legend, an elven tribe has confirmed its capture. I would like you to steal the dragon from them and bring it back to me alive so that it's pelt may be used in clothing for me and my son."
"What do I get out of it?" I raised an eyebrow.
"The wings." Endeavor smiled in a victorious sort of way.
"The wings, eh?" I placed a finger to my chin. "Alright."
"Actually?" Endeavor looked surprised.
"Yeah." I spat in my palm and held out my hand.
With a disgusted grimace on his face, the King shook it and wiped his own hand on his trousers.
I snickered. "Bye then, your highness. I'll be back soon with your dragon."