Reptilian 'vacation'
Reptilian ‘vacation’
The dragons that escorted King Flames proved to be really efficient, by disposing the meat containers, and bring a few padded compartments, so Celestia could deposit the abandoned dragon eggs, that remained in her power. Under King Flames’ strict supervision, in case she decided to keep one.
But it wasn’t needed. After the ‘hunger attack’ incident, Celestia realized that ponies weren’t capable to raise dragons on the first place. And, as much she would love to find families for those eggs, she now knew that it was not a good idea.
“Okay, that would be it, King Flames.” said Celestia, bowing to the King of all dragons. “I hope you find a good home for them.”
Flames frowned, annoyed. “Of course I will.”
Celestia gulped, but nodded in silence. The presence of Flames still intimidated her, no matter how many years have passed.
“And, please, take care of Spike.” said Celestia, bowing again.
“I’ll try.” answered Flames, softening his expression. “Take care of a hatchling, or a teenager, is easy. But dealing with the Lord of Chaos, I’m not so sure.”
Celestia sighed, relieved, and along with Flames, they began the preparations for the trip of the Team of Chaos.
Soon enough, the five foals, and the dragon appeared, ready for their vacation. And both the Princess, and the Dragon King, smiled warmly at them.
“So, tell me, did your teacher gave you permission to leave for a month?” asked Flames. “Because I would be more than happy to sign a letter, or talk to her.”
“Thanks, but no thanks!” smiled Sweetie Belle. “Not only she agreed, but she seemed really happy about it.”
“She even said, that, if we need more time, we just have to tell her.” chuckled Scootaloo.
Celestia had a sweat drop on her temple.
“Miss Cheerilee doesn’t like you that much, right?”
“She used to.” explained Apple Bloom. “But then, we revealed our identities.”
“But, we don’t blame her.” added Rumble. “I mean, must of our disasters affected the school directly.”
Flames giggled. “Fine then. Did you pack everything you need?”
Apple Bloom opened her saddlebag, and showed its content to Flames. “Family pictures, toothbrush, granny’s cookies, and cold cider, for the trip; and a couple of pajamas.”
Flames nodded. “I don’t think you would need the pajamas, nights in Reptilia are very hot. But, aside that, you seem ready.”
“More than ready!” announced Scootaloo.
King Flames made a sign to his escorts, and they lowered their necks, to allow the visitors to get on them. Then, he turned to the young god of Chaos.
“What about you, Lord of Chaos? Are you ready to learn about your own kind?”
“Sure! I would love to!” answered the young dragon.
King Flames smiled, pleased, and allowed Spike to mount on him. Spike seemed nervous at first, and looked at the other dragons. But then nodded, encouraging him to do it. It wasn’t that the King was doing it because he was a God, no. King Flames loved children more than anything, and, since always, he liked to give them rides on his back.
“Okay, let’s go!”
The dragons extended their wings, or, in Flames’ case, he released his magic aura, and rise from the ground.
“I’ll bring them back in a month. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them.”
Celestia nodded.
The Team of Chaos waved their hooves, and claw, to the Princess, who waved a hoof back. They had say their goodbyes to their families, and friends, early on. Right after they asked Cheerilee for permission to leave for a month.
The flight on the dragons’ backs was strange. The feeling of the wind on their faces, combined with the dragons’ speed, was making a number on some of the kids, like Babs and Apple Bloom.
“I don’t feel very well…” complained Babs.
“Please, do not stain my scales!” protested the dragon carrying her.
“I don’t make promises!” said Babs.
Spike overheard this, and snapped his claws, making appear a couple of paper bags for the girls.
“Thank you Spike!” said Babs, Apple Bloom, and the dragons.
“Don’t mention it!” said the Lord of Chaos.
King Flames looked at the young god, and smiled to him.
“Tell me, kid, don’t you have any questions for me?”
Spike gulped. “Can I?”
“Isn’t that what this trip is about? Ask me anything you want.” encouraged him the older dragon.
Spike bite his claw. “Okay… ehem, how many species of dragons are? And which are their roles?”
Flames nodded, pleased. “Well, first of all, we have earth dragons, such as yourself. Your kind have an especial talent to grow food. By both being miners, and farmers.”
“Oh, just like earth ponies!” said Sweetie Belle.
“Not exactly.” giggled the dragon, carrying the young unicorn. “Earth ponies farm the food’s food.”
Apple Bloom felt even more nauseated at this. “Great…” she said, after puking on her bag.
King Flames frowned at this.
“And, that reminds me, I do not want any complains about the meals. At this point our diet is perfectly clear, right? However, I understand you herbivores find our lifestyle disgusting, so you can eat on a spare table if you want. But, I will not tolerate any negative comments about what we’re eating. Understood?”
“Understood!” said the kids in the unison.
At this point, they have reached the territory of Reptilia. And, the grill chef Pina, had to separate from the main group.
“Okay kid, I’ll leave you here. Buenos Aires is north, and you’re going to Lizardos, which is east. See you around!”
The kids said goodbye, and the dragoness flew away, to her beloved city. And to attend her restaurant, she had to close for the day because of the situation, but, she could stay get back on time to open for the night.
“Okay, and, what are flyer dragons supposed to do?” asked Rumble to his carrier.
“Oh! We possess greater resistance than most of the creatures, so we can survive large amounts of time without eating, or drinking anything. So, traditionally we were explorers. That’s why our migrations are composed most of flyer dragons, it is like an instinct, we want to find this new lands to build our civilization.”
“Most of the dragons you know just liked your lands too much!” explained another dragon, the one carrying Rumble.
“And, what about Serpent Dragons?” asked Spike.
“We use magic, of course!” said King Flames.
Spike nodded, amazed.
“And, tell me, is it true you’re the oldest being in the world?”
Flames smirked. “Yes, I am. Do you want to know how old I really am?”
Spike nodded, slowly.
“Let’s just say, I saw the world born. I am the very first employee that Mister Boss hired.”
Spike’s jaw dropped, as they arrived to a big, depressing, and, rocky landscape. It was a giant volcano, surrounded with mountains, covered in hardened lava, and many, many caves.
“Welcome, to Lizardos, capital of Reptilia.” Said King Flames.
Sweetie Belle raised an eyebrow, confused. “What? Do dragons, actually live in caves? I thought it was a stereotype.”
The dragon carrying her, shrugged. “Well, we have cities, with skyscrapers, condos, houses, mansions, etc. But, old dudes like living like the old times, and find themselves a good cave to live.”
“And, King Flames just said he is the oldest dude in the world.” shrugged the dragon carrying Scootaloo.
“Now that I think about it, Lizardos is a dragon-scale elderly asylum.”
The dragons laughed at this, until King Flames glared daggers at them. They all shrank in fear… just to burst into laughing, being their king who laughed the loudest.
They landed right in front of a cave, in the middle of the volcano.
But, the cave had a big iron doors, covered with gold, and diamonds inlays. And two enormous earth dragons guarding the door.
But, they submissively bowed before the visitors.
“Your Majesty… and the Lords of Chaos. Is an honor to finally meet you all.” the two said at the unison.
Then, the dragons pushed the doors open, allowing them to get into the volcano. Spike happily walked behind them, but, the foals didn’t move.
“What’s the matter guys?” asked Spike.
“Is there a problem with my home?” politely asked King Flames.
“Well… are we really getting inside a volcano?” asked Apple Bloom.
“Isn’t that dangerous?” asked Babs.
King Flames smiled at this. “Lava isn’t dangerous for dragons, kids. But don’t worry, you’ll not get burned. That’s why we have pipes.”
“For real? Not water?”
“Average homes have two kinds of piping.” explained one of the door guards.
“Still, it can’t explode? It’s an active volcano!” cried Scootaloo.
The dragons laughed at this.
“You really know nothing about us dragons, right?” they asked.
“They’ll learn.” said King Flames. “Now, come on in. I assure you, nothing would happen to you.”
Still reluctant, the Team of Chaos walked behind Spike and Flames.
Once inside, they realized the cave was completely different than they thought. Every inch of the walls was covered in melted gold, and gems. It had modern furniture, made of obsidian or volcanic crystal, crystal sculptures, gas lamps, and such.
They walked through the amazing hallways, until they reached to a Throne Room, where they find big impressive throne made of obsidian. And, sitting on it, there was a big serpent dragoness, with a sky-blue belly, and spikes; and orange scales all over her body. .
“Kids, let me introduce you to my Queen. Lava.” said Flames.
The Queen smiled gently to them.
“It’s a pleasure, Lords of Chaos. It’s great to have you in our home. I would like that my son joined us for today, but, he’s a very busy dragon.”
“Your son?”
“Magma. You’ll meet him tomorrow.” said Flames. “He’s just a boy, only two hundred and three years old.”
“Just a boy. Right!” said Rumble to Scoots, who giggled in response.
But, one of the guards heard him, and smiled to the foals.
“We live longer than ponies, remember?” asked the soldier.
The ponies nodded, thoughtful.
“Okay, enough talking!” announced Queen Lava. “Now that you’re here, let me show you your rooms. We prepared everything for pony needs. Even a few conditioned airs, even if it’s decently cool in here.”
“I don’t like to contradict you, but here is hotter than equestrian summer.” explained Sweetie Belle.
“See?” asked Flames, to Lava. “Ponies aren’t as heat resistant as we are.”
“But, in the other claw, they do not need to hibernate.” said another soldier, scratching his head.
Ponies and dragons giggled at this, and Queen Lava guided them around the Cave-Castle.
Scootaloo admired her reflection on the golden walls.
“Do you like it?” asked Lava.
“How did you create this effect?” asked the young filly.
“Easy, we melt all the treasures we accumulate on the walls. That’s why we accumulate them on the first place. Dragons love to have pretty homes.” explained the Queen.
“At least, we used to.” clarified Flames. “Now, young dragons prefer smaller, more practical homes. Like apartments. Only elder dragons prefer to live like this.”
“And Lizardos is a dragon-scale elderly asylum.” added Lava.
The kids raised an eyebrow at this, apparently it was a common joke around the city.
Finally, they arrived to the guests rooms. Each one, drilled on the cave’s walls. The guest rooms seemed unnecessarily big, for the ponies. About ten meters tall, and ten meters width. However, it was just right, for a full-grown dragon.
“So, that’s how our vacation starts!” laughed Rumble, jumping over the bed. Magically shrunk, to allow the ponies to get on. “Oh, I can imagine how the grownups are, working restlessly, as we are having a vacation.”
Scootaloo shook her head at this. “I don’t know Rumble, I think they are having a vacation as well. From us.”
Ponyville:
“Citizens of Ponyville!” said Mayor Mare, raising a glass of hard cider. “I propose a toast, for the vacation of Team of Chaos!”
“FOR THE VACATION, OF THE TEAM OF CHAOS!” cheered the whole town.
And then, they began to sing, dance, and laugh happily. Everypony except for the elder siblings of the Team of Chaos.
“Is it just me, or are they being too harsh on the kids.” asked Thunder.
“Well, I don’t see why not having a little fun.” said Pinkie. “The party seems really happy.”
“And, the perfect opportunity for a romantic evening!” added Rarity, hugging tightly Blue Blood, who came to visit.
“Precisely. Just relax, and enjoy the free time!” said Rainbow, dancing happily with Eternal Wings.
The whole town have joined to celebrate their chaos-free month. Everypony, except for certain Princess, who had stayed in her Castle, surrounded by books.
Applejack, concerned for her friend, went to pay a visit to Twilight.
“Hey, Twilight!” called the cowgirl. “Are ya’ home?”
Twilight looked over her book, and smiled. Only to immediately blush. Applejack blushed as well. They still remembered the incident involving the both of them, and a very intimate moment with Twilight and her books.
Still, Applejack shook her head, and walked into the Castle.
“Hey Twi, A’ came to invite ya’ to the party.”
“Oh, thanks but no thanks. I haven’t had the time to read. With Spike joking around, it is a little difficult.”
“A’ know, but, think about it. The party is only for today, and, they would be away for a month.” explained Applejack. “Come on, and have some fun with us!”
Twilight closed her book.
“You know what? I can’t concentrate with the music. Let’s go!”
Applejack smiled, and, they walked to the party. Together.
“By the way, yer’ not alone.” said Applejack.
“What do you mean?”
“Yer’ not the only one who have been caught in an embarrassing situation.”
Twilight lowered her head. “I know but…”
“At least, ya’ don’t have a little sister who find yer’ collection of Play Colt. That day, A’ had to explain Apple Bloom that A’ like mares. That was awkward.”
In the end, Twilight laughed with her friend, and went to have fun normally. As much as they loved their younger siblings, it was a huge relief to get rid of them. At least for a month.
…
At the next day, Cheerilee got into the classroom, feeling down.
“Good morning children.” said the teacher, without energy.
“Are you alright, miss Cheerilee?” asked Twist.
The teacher sighed.
“Is nothing to worry about, Twist. Is just, that, last night I had the greatest of dreams. And I didn’t want to wake up. But, let’s forget about it, and start today’s lessons.”
The foals mumbled a few things, and prepared their pencils, and notebooks.
“Okay, let’s start. Hey! Where are Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Rumble, and Scootaloo? Please don’t tell me that they’re planning another of their pranks for today. Because, if they dare to interrupt our class…”
Dinky raised an eyebrow. “Miss Cheerilee, they’re at the Dragon Kingdom. Don’t you remember?”
The teacher froze on the spot.
“It wasn’t a dream.” mumbled the teacher.
“Miss Cheerilee?” asked Snips.
“It wasn’t a dream!” cheered the teacher. “Oh, kids, today I’m on great mood! Who wants to have our class on the outside? Or, what about a school trip? We’ll go to the market, to see the ponies at work, and ask them about their products. Oh, I thought I was dreaming, but it was true! They’re gone! They’re really gone!”
Diamond Tiara sighed.
“I wish they take a vacation more often.”
Reptilia:
The Team of Chaos woke up with the delicious scent of hay-bacon, floating in the air. And, they ran to eat happily. Of course, the first thing they saw, was the platter of bacon. Sweetie Belle took a ladle to serve herself a generous portion, when a dragon stopped her.
“Easy pony, this is not hay-bacon. This is bacon-bacon. Glorious pork.”
Sweetie Belle gasped, and released the ladle. The dragon, then, smiled to her, and put a new platter in front of the foals. He was a big red earth dragon, with green scales and belly.
“This is hay-bacon. My old man bought a bunch, when he decided you were coming to visit.”
“But, we…”
“He already knew that you were joining Spike. We all know that you are very united.”
Spike joined them, and he did took a generous portion of normal bacon.
“Your old man? So… that means you’re Flames’ son?”
The dragon offered a claw to the group.
“The name is Magma. It’s a pleasure.”
One by one, the visitors shook his claw.
“So… it’s interesting. How’s that you guys, also have hay-bacon?”
“Well, believe it or not, hay-bacon was invented by one of us. He is a vegetarian.” explained the dragon. He turned to the foals, who raised an eyebrow at this. “Yes. Believe it or not, there are some weirdos among us. I think you may now him.”
“Why should we?” asked the Scootaloo.
“He lives in a mountain around Ponyville. Big, red, yellow belly, pink spikes; doesn’t like people, and haves a snoring problem. Rings a bell?”
The kids shook their heads. As for Magma, he shrugged, and continued eating.
“Are you adopted?” asked Rumble. “I didn’t mean to be rude, you know, but, they’re both Serpent Dragons, and you’re an earth dragon like Spike.”
Magma ate a couple of sausages. “Yes, I am. After being seriously injured, in a battle with the Windigos, my mother can’t lay eggs on her own. So, my father and she, adopt an egg every so often.”
“Huh…”
“Anyway, if I were you, I would eat fast. We have little to do, and lots of time. I mean, the opposite. And, since the old man is busy doing King stuff, and mom likes to spend the day at the spa, shopping, and things like that. So, I am in charge of you for the day.”
“Nice! What are we going to do now?” asked Sweetie Belle.
“We’re getting ready for school.” said the dragon.
“School? Come on! We’re supposed to be on vacation!” protested Rumble.
Magma chuckled. “Shall I remind you, that the main idea of this trip was to teach your friend about dragons? And, where do you learn things? At school! Now, let me guess, you are around sixth grade, right?”
“Yes, more or less.” said Babs.
“That’s perfect! I know the sixth grade teacher. And he’s the coolest in the school. All his kids love him, he’s dynamic and fun.”
“Oh, for real? What’s his name?” asked Scoots, reluctantly.
“Magma. A pleasure to meet you!”
“What? Are you a school teacher? But, aren’t you the prince of Reptilia?” asked Babs.
Magma raised an eyebrow at this. “And? As far as I know, your Princess of the Sun is also a school teacher. And I love children, and, it’s a breath of fresh air of Lizardos. I don’t know if you noticed in your time here, but, everydragon is around two thousand. Lizardos is a…”
“Dragon scale elderly asylum!” the foals repeated in the unison.
“Definitely a recurring joke around here.” sighed Scoots.
They finished their respective breakfasts, and walked to a big carriage, in the back of a flyer dragon with silver scales. At his right, there was another flyer dragon, with yellow scales.
“Guys, these two are my Royal Guard. Turmoil, and Ignition. My old man insists that I have one, even if it’s a nuisance.”
“Just like Twilight, and the Guard of Friendship.” said Spike, nostalgic.
“Honestly, do you think is really necessary to have these two behind, all the time?” shrugged Magma. “But, luckily for me, they’re not so much my guards as much as they’re my partners in the crime.”
“Partners in the crime?” asked Rumble, with a wide smile.
“Yeah, Flames hired us to keep this guy on the line, but, you know, we’re young and like to have fun.” explained Turmoil. “And we’ve been through a lot. Like the time the police arrested us for public drunkenness…”
Magma punched him on the ribs.
“There are children present, idiot.”
The dragon blushed, slightly. “Oh right… anyway, another time we went to sing a serenade to Magma’s girlfriend. Her father emptied a bucket of hot lava over us.”
“Oh, that was mean…” said Apple Bloom.
“What? NO! The night was freezing cold, and, during our little performance, we were getting cold, and, reptiles and cold doesn’t mix well. If it wasn’t for his help, we would ended up hibernating earlier.” explained Magma. “The father was delighted that his daughter was dating the prince!”
“Yeah, we had tons of adventures together. But, we’re going to be late. Ignition will carry you on his back. Turmoil and I, will walk. The school isn’t that far… for a full grown dragon. Hatchlings and ponies, may need a ride.”
The kids jumped over the strange carriage, and began to wander around the city.
“So, are you guys really from a city called Ponyville?” asked Turmoil.
“Yeah, why?” asked Apple Bloom.
“Actually, I’m from ManeHattan!” argued Babs.
“Just asking.” explained Turmoil. “Speaking of lack of originality. At least your nation isn’t named ‘Ponyland’.”
The goals giggled at this, but then, Ignition interrupted them.
“Well, our regions are called kind of lazily. Draguentina, Dragonduras, Drazil, Dragolivia… do I keep going?”
Before the others could answer, they arrived to the schoolhouse. It wasn’t anything like the Ponyville’s. First of all, like most of the structures on Reptilia, it was an adapted cave. And all the furniture were made of solidified lava, or, obsidian. The only flammable materials were the kid’s notebooks.
“Welcome to the school! My classroom is on this way.”
This wasn’t a very funny vacation, but the kids followed the dragon, knowing it was for Spike. In fact, he was the only one having a good time, looking around his new surroundings, and trying to absorb as much dragon culture as he could.
“Wait right here.” said Magma, entering first through a door that read ‘SIXTH GRADE.”
The children, all about the same age (and size) of Spike, greeted their teacher happily.
“Okay kids, as you know, we’ll have some especial guests for the next month. A bunch of ponies from Equestria, and the second most famous dragon in the world. Let me introduce you, to the Lords of Chaos!”
The Team of Chaos walked through the enormous door, and faced the young dragons. There were dragons in all shapes and sizes. Serpent dragons, earth dragons, like Spike and Magma; sirens, who had special water-desks; and flyer dragons.
Spike smiled shyly. “Ehem, hi there, my name is Spike Sparkle, God of Disharmony and Chaos. Hello?”
The young dragons shrieked happily.
“Cool! Are you the real deal?” asked a siren.
“Yes, we are!” said Rumble proudly. “Why? Have you heard about us?”
“Are you kidding?! We love your pranks!”
“Yeah, didn’t you hear the teacher? You’re the second most famous dragon in the world.”
“Right aside my father.” added Magma. “This is only the second time a dragon is hired to work a as a minor deity.”
“For real?” asked Sweetie Belle.
“As you heard. My old man haven’t retired, so, there’s no need to find a replacement. Yet.” explained Magma.
“Hey! I have a question!” said a serpent dragon. “Why are you here? If you really work as a god, why would you want to go to school?”
Magma grinned. “He may be a minor god, but, he doesn’t know everything about his own kind. Until a few months, he didn’t know we are carnivores!”
The other dragons laughed at this, making Spike lower his head.
“Is not my fault!”
“Of course is not. Is my father’s for not keeping an eye on you, when you hatched.” shrugged Magma. “But, I think we all agree, this kid needs a serious intervention in his life.”
The dragons laughed again, but, at least they stopped asking why the Team of Chaos were there.
The comments continued, until Magma called back to order.
“Okay, once you get your sits, we can start with our lessons.”
Spike nodded, and led his team to the sits, when suddenly, Magma stopped them.
“Hey, before I forget. If you’re going to plan another of your games, wait until recess. Please, I do not like to be interrupted in my lessons. My students know what I’m talking about.”
The Team of Chaos obeyed, as the rest of Magma’s students chuckled in anticipation. They knew they were going to have trouble, it was only natural.
As for the visitors, they found their sits quickly. Luckily, dragon sixth-graders were about Spike’s size, so the ponies didn’t have a problem fitting into the desks. They would like to be together, but, as Cheerilee, Magma knew better.
“Okay, today we’ll start with something easy. Geography. Open your texts in page forty six, and…”
The class began. And, the Team of Chaos had to admit Magma was a good teacher. His voice was cheerful, and full of energy.
“Pst!” called a siren, behind Spike. “Are you going to plan something during your time here?”
The God of Chaos scratched his head. “I can’t really tell. I mean, I don’t feel right about making a disaster in foreign territory.”
“Come on! Your disasters affect us anyway. Who cares where you originate them?”
Spike shook his head.
“Give me some time, alright?”
“Please! Isn’t why are you all here?” asked a serpent behind them.
Spike turned.
“What do you mean?”
“Most of your pranks are planned for ponies, and doesn’t have sense for us. But, that’s because you know everything about ponies, and nothing about dragons. Learn a little more about us, and you will be able to make a prank that affect us all!”
Magma, who was writing on a green board, turned to his students, and, with expert aim, he threw the chalk on Spike’s head.
“Hey! We’re learning here! Stop the chit-chat!” warned the teacher.
“Sorry mister Magma!” said the siren, and the serpent in the unison.
Magma smirked.
“At least you were paying attention, right?” asked Magma, looking directly at Spike.
“Of course!” lied the Lord of Chaos.
“How about this?” said the older dragon, with his smirk growing wider. “If you repeat what I was saying, two minute ago, you can threw me back the chalk. For free.”
Spike sat in shame, and Magma continued with his lesson. At some point, a flyer dragon made a paper ball, and threw it to Sweetie Belle. She avoided it, and prepared one to send it back.
Unfortunately, Magma saw everything. And, he proved to be ready for everything.
“Really, Sulfur? Trying to provoke the newcomer?”
The flyer dragon gulped. “But mister Magma…”
The teacher snapped his claws, and all the students made a paper ball.
“Uh-oh…” mumbled Sulfur.
Before Sulfur could keep complaining, everyone around began to throw paper balls at him, starting by Sweetie Belle. The rest of the visitors just stood there, watching in awe, when Magma dedicated a smile to them.
“It’s okay. Go on, it’s one of the class rules. Everyone must take part on this punishment.”
Finally, the kids happily threw their paper balls as well.
Once it was over, Sulfur sighed, and began to clean the classroom.
“Anyone else?” asked the teacher. “No? Good! Let’s continue!”
The rest of the class passed without incident, and, the Team of Chaos had to admit they were having a really good time, Magma was a fun, and relaxed teacher. But responsible.
A bell rang.
“Recess!” announced Magma.
The kids cheered, and walked to the main door.
“Hey mister Magma!” called Spike.
“Yes?”
“If we plan a new prank, we’ll definitely make you a part of it!”
“Definitely!” said the Team of Chaos, in the unison.
The teacher winked an eye to them.
“I wouldn’t miss it for anything!”
…
A mysterious figure was sitting in a desk, reading files, accepting, or rejecting suggestions from his employees. Mostly rejecting, when suddenly, one file got his attention.
Apparently, his industrial spies noticed that his Twin’s latest employee was going through a development phase. He had already rejected the idea of tempting him, once it was clear that he wasn’t going to accept. But, some of his spies thought this may be a chance.
Of course not. In order for a ‘pact’ to work, the subject had to agree one hundred percent. Or, he or she would go back to normal with a simple exorcism; or reformation spell.
But, his most recent employee had a most elaborate, most destructive idea on mind. He smirked, calling that mare to his side was a great idea.
He turned to his microphone, and called. “Lucifer, to my office, now. There’s something I need you to check out.”
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An 11-year jump?? Why 11? Also, nice job with developing the Dragon Lands. Though, I see you're trying to create "Reptilia is South America" vibe. I like it. Though, I do hope we're not gonna get TOO status-quo-y here.
glad your back keep up the great work
And the story continues
I like this guy.
11-year jump?
I cant wait for the next chapter
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It's mentioned in the author's note at the end.