User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Dragon Anon

Prompt:  You were a former thief who was captured by a Dragon and would turn you into husband material. You made several attempts to leave the cave, only to be stopped with her saying things like  "Trying to   leave again dear? I don't think so". A week later, you later plan how to escape and continue your old life (Of course, deliberately killing her just doesn't cut it at all). You've planned such tactics that you expect it to work when she supposedly didn't notice. Suddenly, she walks in and discovers your jailbird plan. "Honey, what is all of this? Tell me you're not trying to escape from me again?", she says in such shock. Answer: I just give her an awkward smile, putting my latest tool down. I ask if saying no will stop her from breaking all my stuff.

"Are you... are you really that unhappy here? Unhappy with me?" She asks, her voice oddly quiet. I swear her eyes are more reflective than usual. I bring up the fact that I'm not allowed to leave the cave, even when I'm NOT actively trying to escape, the fact that my life currently consists of me trying to organise various escape attempts in between her riding me into the floor and not letting me go, and the final fact that all my friends have probably forgotten about me, or assume I'm dead. I ask if I left anything out. That's when I hear it. Sobbing.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" She cries, throwing her arms around me. "I'm so sorry. After I caught you in here, trying to take my treasure, I just wanted to make you pay. Even after I did, I wanted you more than before.

"I started to really love you, but I was scared you'd never see me again after what I did. Please, please forgive me. I just want you." I look at her for a few moments. I knew she was trying to make me into a passive husband, but for herself? I ask if she even considered telling me about all this, or how changing me would affect how she felt about me. She looks up at me, tears still in her eyes.

"No, I was scared, I was scared if you ever left then I'd never see you again. I'm a dragon, damnit all. I'm not meant to be scared of anything." I sigh, finally starting to see the problem. I grab her chin, look her in the eyes, and ask if I can go home, if I take her with me.

Her face lights up, her whole body trembling. "You... you really mean it?" I nod, and suddenly regret the decision as I'm crushed in an embrace so tight I feel like my hearts going to get shoved out my spine. When she notices my pained gasps she lets go, apologising.

After recovering I grab some of the tools I'd gotten and give them to her. When she gives me a confused look I tell her they're insurance, to make sure I won't try to run, not that I'd need them out in the open. She seems comforted by this, and we go outside.

<span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I lead us down to town, about a day of travel by foot. When we arrive the first thing I do is head to the tavern. All my friends who aren't spending some time in prison would be there unless they're working. When they see me most of them instantly get up to greet me, until they see the dragon, once again holding up a proud and confident face, standing extremely close to me.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Heeeey, so, uh, where you been man? I see that job really worked out for ya." I hear some muffled laughter among my friends. I was the only one dumb enough to try and steal from a dragons hoard, and it doesn't look like anyone's forgotten that. I just put on a cocky smile and tell them I got a pretty sweet deal out of it, wrapping my arm around the dragon, who tries valiantly to keep the blush from overtaking her face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Well, I'm not about to complain about the attempt either." She says, her voice calm and proud, most of my friends cheer at the, fairly recent, happy relationship. I get a few congratulations, and a few questions about how many jobs I'll be taking on now that I'm back.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Without dropping the grin I tell them all they have a few days before they have to worry about me snapping up all the work again. This gets another round of laughter and applause. I then leave, the dragon in tow, and head towards my house.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"They seem nice." She mutters as we walk. And that they are, the ones who didn't forget me when I seemingly vanished for a week. They were also the one's who'd come to see me when I ended up in the dungeon for a week or two when some of my more daring work went bad.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Like trying to steal from a dragon's hoard?" She whispered, getting a grumbling blush out of me. When we arrive at my place I open the door for her, thanking the lazy inspectors for not doing their job and declaring it vacant.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don't even bother giving her a tour, I take her to the bedroom and ask if she minds if I mount her for once. Her eyes light up at the offer.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I would be delighted, husband." She mutters the last word nervously, and I smirk, kissing her on the lips before whispering 'wife' into her ear. Hearing that is the last straw for her, and she throws the both of us down onto the bed. By the time we're done and sleeping I know I made the right choice here.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Being allowed to sleep in my own bed for the first time in a week takes me to blissful dreams immediately. When I wake up I find myself wrapped up not only in the dragon's arms and legs, but her wings are wrapped around us too. Not being able to see anything, I wonder if everything was just a dream, and when she pulls her wings back I'll be back in that cave, all my tools broken beyond repair.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The smile she gives me, and the warm kiss banish any doubt. It was real. I'm free, and I have a lovely dragon to warm myself with. I might not have planned it, but I guess I really did steal something from that cave. Can't really complain about that now, can I.