Becoming dragon, roasting and eating nice old lady.
Why in the world would you do- well she does look tasty.
Your teeth grow a little, you give her a little smile.
Well, there goes her nervous smile. You think your tutor soiled herself. Yuck. That's the problem with humans. While they may look tasty, their meat is gamey and insides are filled with the kind of piss, vomit and shit that carry the ailments to make you piss shit and vomit uncontrollably too. Last time you ate someone you were in bed sick for a week. It's not worth it, and you don't know how your dad does it. Anyways, you prefer
quality meals. You
are a prince, after all.
‼FIRE‼
Although, you suppose you could cook her, but then you'd have to deal with the smell of burning hair and the screams would make everyone in the castle suspicious and cooking is so
pedestrian. Hold on, you can't make fire, you just turn into a very large dragon. Why are you thinking about fire? Is that... *sniff* *sniff* Smoke?
You look down.
Your cloak is on fire!
YOUR CLOAK IS ON FIRE!You quickly throw it off you. It accidentally hits the old lady, who desperately flails about to get out of the massive burning cloak draped on her.
You don't really care, what you want to know is who in the fuck did tha- Oh, there he is.
It's one of your two little brothers, Torto.
"Torto!" You yell, throwing your unfinished vase at him. "What the-" You throw the template Vase at him. "fuck??"
You tutor gets the burning cloak off of he just in time to yell something but you don't hear it.
He dodges it, smiling. The vase flies straight out the window.
Torto, a psychotic little tit if you've ever seen one. His small, pale and wiry frame and gold blond hair may make him look innocent, but after what you've seen, you know better. The little sadist has always been fucking around with people. Ruining ant hills as a toddler. Killing the courtier's pets as a child, ruining people's lives as a young man. You've only ever heard of those things, but your pretty sure you witnessed him framing Great Aunt Lebbie. You could never prove it though. Until now though, he's only messed with people lower on the totem pole than him, those he's sure no one will care about or he can keep quiet with fear... You think. Except Caelstrom, of course, Torto would never touch a hair on the pretty brown hair of his twin. Worst thing is that Caelstrom absolutely adores the sick fuck too. It's disgusting."Hello, Big Brother!" he calls estastically.
You glare at him. He's always avoided messing with older brothers like yourself. The Coward. Why in the fuck would he start shit with you?
"Norbert, what's gotten you so
heated all of the sudden?"
Oh that little bitch is going down.
What do you do?
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