Out in the field was the teenage dragon-blooded slave working on raking out the soil as the family waved goodbye to his master. He was going into town for awhile to get some things they were running out on. The slave stopped working and watched as his master rode away on a pony who sold their life to being a regular horse.
"Bye bye, Dad!" The youngest of the family squeaked. Her voice had a tendency to be very high pitched and squeaky at times as she bounced up and down making her pink and purple curls bounce as well. She waved to her father smiling. "Bye! Come home soon!" She giggled and kept her hand high in the air until the father was out of sight.
"Come along now, Dear. You must get washed up before dinner." The little girls mother ordered as she lightly pushed the pink and purple curled haired girl along into the cabin. "You too young lady." The woman's voice sounded as she turned back to the oldest daughter who was staring right at the dragon. The boy tried his best to not eavesdrop on the family.
After a pause the 18 year old daughter replied, "Coming mother." Her voice was soft spoken and elegant as she turned away from the slave and hurried inside. The dragon teen watched her hurry inside and went back to work on the fields. It was a little passed sun down when he finished on the soil. He had one last job to do before he could retire for the night, so he wasn't to upset about it especially since it was just sweeping the porch.
The dragon-kin picked up the broom that was laid under the window outside of the cabin. The teen took his time sweeping off every little speck of dirt of off the wooden porch; he was cautious to do the job right so he wouldn't get whipped again. Ever since that day he made sure to do everything perfect and to get the job done right and on time. The 16 year old sighed as he put the broom back and headed back to his shed.
He was glad the day was over and that he could rest finally. With all of the hard work he was doing the stress was starting to get to him. His muscles ached and his hands shook slightly. Taking deep breathes he slowly and carefully removed of the rough cloth trying his best to avoid the cuts. The wounds on his back were still fresh and stung at the moving of his rough clothed shirt. The dragon boy laid down in his now usual arrangement which was on his stomach with his arm hanging off of the so called bed. He groaned and laid his head down on his folded shirt which he had placed as a pillow earlier. He closed his eyes as he quickly drifted off to sleep.
Knock knock knock!
The slave slowly opened his eyes wondering why he was being awoken. He looked out the little window by the door and say that the moon was just rising. Why was someone needed him when it was night? The dragon-blood got up and opened the door to the shed not expecting what he saw.
"Would you like to sleep inside tonight? My father isn't home and well. . .it's going to get cold tonight, and I don't want you to freeze." The curly purple haired girl stood at the door smiling with her hands folded over her dress. The dragon couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was she really asking him this? The teen stood there for a little making his decision before nodding slowly. The older teen smiled and grabbed the slaves hand leading him to the cabin.
When they entered the house the mistress was looking out the window making sure her husband wasn't going to come home anytime soon. In the middle of the room where they were all placed there was a wooden tub filled with luke warm water. The mistress turned her head to see both teens standing in the sitting room by the door. She pointed at the slave, "Get him undressed and give the poor boy a bath." Her daughter nodded and turned to the dragon-blooded teen.
"Can you undress yourself or do you need help?" She asked raising a hand a bit towards to the dragon. The teen blushed and frowned. He quickly started getting undressed to show that he could though he felt a bit insulted in having someone think a teenager didn't know how to remove his clothing. The boys face was reddening as he covered his lower regions with his hands. The older teenage girl put her hand on his shoulder and nodded towards the tub silently telling him to get in. He did as he was told and stepped into the wooded tub of warm water. It burned a bit on his wounds but not as badly as when the master through that salt water on his back.
He settled down into the water a bit as the warmth relaxed his tense muscles. He watched as the mistress and her daughter rolled up their sleeves and grabbed some soap. They turned toward him and the mistress smiled. "Don't you worry child we are just going to get you cleaned up. We will not have a dirty boy sitting at our dinner table." She walked toward the tub holding a cloth and the soap giving a reassuring smile. The teenage dragon retreated to the other side of the tub looking up at the women confused and a bit scared.
"Foot." The purple haired 18 year old smiled at him and held out her hand with a soapy cloth in the other. The slave slowly lifted his foot up to the girl. She giggled a bit and lightly grabbed his ankle and rubbed the cloth over the dirt covered sole. The dragon bit his lip showing his fangs a bit and he suppressed a bit of laughter.
"Hold your breath, dear." He looked up to see the mistress looking down at him with a small bucket filled with soapy water. He did as he was told and closed his eyes tightly as the freezing cold water rushed over his head. When the water stopped pouring he removed his hands from the water in the tub and wiped his eyes clear of the soapy water making sure when he opened them the soap wouldn't get in and burn them. He took in a breath and felt delicate hands massaging his scalp working the soap through his spiky hair. The two women washed and rinsed and cleaned off every spec of dirt on his body. They cleaned every curve of his body and scrubbed him till he was completely clean. The mistress left to get a drying cloth as the other teenager helped the dragon-blood out of the tub.
They wrapped him up in the cloth and made sure to dry him completely minus his hair which would have to air dry. The mistress got him new clean clothing to wear. The dragon-kin looked himself over. His wounds were cleaned properly and bandaged and he was clean with new clothing. He bit his bottom lip holding back tears they were being so nice to him, but why? He felt a small tug on the corners of his mouth as the tears came. He started grinning from ear to ear and he cried. He was so happy for their generosity and their kindness. The mistress and her daughter smiled as the mistress walked over to the boy and wrapper her arms around him pulling him into a hug. This only made him cry harder into her shoulder as he hugged her back holding onto the back of her dress. "Shh its alright. Its okay." She stroked his dripping hair as she tried to calm him down her other hand was on his back making small circles. The mistress hummed softly as she calmed down the dragon-blooded guest.