Hospital nostalgia: The dragons tail - pt1
Sick and tired, staring at the hospital ceiling, I can't help but wonder... ''What if things had been a little different, what if i had never caused all this?'' Brushing these thoughts to the back of my mind i focus on more pressing issues, 'where on earth the nurse is?', and 'why hasn't my surgeon briefed me on whats going to happen yet?'
Now I'm sure you're wondering what's happened to put me in here, so I'll fill you in. Six months ago, I made a rather foolish mistake of cheating a dragon out of his favourite treasure...
12/4/2010:
Looking into the dragon's appartment, I can't decide whether I really want to do this. ''Ho'sit lukin??'' a text reads, it's from the wolf next door, who has just emerged from his own appartment to see what I was doing. ''Going in foxy?'' He teases, Standing as tall as he is physically able, accentuating the size difference between us two. ''Well I was going to, but I've always believed in the philosophy of, ladies first'' I cockily reply, easily irritating the short tempered Domkope, who retorts, ''Ok smart-arse, well I believe in that thing too, so get in there before I throw you in''. Chuckling to hide the fact that I was nervous beyond comprehesion, I step inside the dragon's appartment.
Dark, slightly smelly, and with a distinctive dank feel to it, this apartment really was no different to any of the other appartments in this block. The only thing that makes it different is it's inhabitant, at 10' 4'', the silver dragon that had just moved in had made quite an impression with the residents of ''Housing Block C'', even Domkope, who had gotten used to being the resident 'big guy' was dwarfed by this latest addition to the community. Remembering just how big the dragon is, I back up slightly, only to bump into Domkope, who had followed me inside the appartment. ''You're supposed to be on lookout for a reason'' I hiss at him, shocking him slightly, he never was the sharpest tool in the shed.
''Why, and how, does he put up with me?'' I think to myself, looking at him as he walks back to the door to act as lookout. ''He's an honest guy, and a true friend, I really should thank him one of these day's''. With this in mind, I continue further into the appartment, through the main hallway, until I spot something in the deep dark of this appartment, an outline, a shape, on the floor, it's mid-section rising and falling, breathing! Freezing on the spot, I daren't even breathe in case the shape suddenly takes on motion and attacks. However, as the seconds pass and become minutes, it simply doesn't. It just lies there, motionless. Creeping forward slightly, I sniff the air, shocked by the fact that the dark shape on the floor isn't reptilian at all. It's a fox, and a vixen no less.
Edging forward, I poke the vixen with my footpaw, and whisper ''Hello there, my name is daxiusii, what, my dear, dare i ask is yours?'' ... I kneel on the ground before the vixen, wondering why she's not responding to me. Focusing intensely in the dim light, I slowly lower my paws to her muzzle, alarmed by the sensation of a smooth, sythetic material beneath my fingers, ''her mouth is taped shut'' I shout out to Domkope, which, although, must be a confusing thing for him to suddenly hear, sends him running in to see who or what, im referring to...