User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Wurm 2 Flamebiplane

Well... this could be interesting. I start sneaking away when I step on a branch. The wurm turns around and her eyes widen when she sees me.

"We've been found out!" She shouts, before chasing me. I bolt, hoping against hope that I can get away. Turns out, not a lot you can do when a smarter than average wurm starts chasing you. I'm caught and wrapped up in her tail in seconds.

"Now what to do with you?" She asks, holding me close.

"I-I wasn't going to tell anyone, I swear." She narrows her eyes at me.

"And why should I believe that?" I flick my eyes to the cannister.

"Um... how did you get that, anyway? I thought the science department had top grade magical locks on them." Her eyes brighten a little and she begins explaining.

"Well, I was already smarter than your average wurm, of course that's not saying much. I'd heard rumors about the serum they were developing in the lab. Did you know they were going to give it to a danuki who paid the most for it? Could you imagine what one of those coniving, untrustworthy, little rats would do with this?" She then goes into a short rant about how destructive it would be to give a danuki an intelligence enhancer.

"Anyway, I decided that I'd break in and take it when one of the scientists deactivated the wards. I ran in, knocked the girl unconscious, and took a sample of the serum. Then I drank the whole thing, and now I'm super smart." She beams as she finishes her story.

"What's nine hundred and fourty five divided by seven?" She looks at me for a moment, then spends a minute or two working it out in her head.

"One hundred and thirty five?" I worked it out a few seconds before her, which brings me to a conclusion.

"Um... you're skill in maths is only really average. I worked it out a bit before you." Her eyes widen, and I see tears forming at the edges of her eyes. Oh no.

"W-what?" She looks at me with big, teary eyes, before crushing me into her and breaking into tears. "B-but I-I'm meant t-t-to be smart!" She cries. Other wurms have come to see what's going on.

"C-can't b-br-breathe." I gasp out, but she just keeps crying. A silver scaled wum comes up to us and starts patting her on the back.

"It's okay. We think you're super smart!" She says with a big grin. The purple wurm stops crying for a moment, looking at her.

"R-really?" She nods, looking around to the other wurms, who all start nodding with her.

"Yeah! You're super good with the big words, and you don't break things when you get really excited about it. You're the smartest wurm ever!" Her grip loosens on me, and she lets me go to embrace the other wurm. I unfortunately still get caught up in it, and promptly find myself stuck between two wurms.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Thank you so much Silver! You're the best friend I could ever ask for!" I start struggling from in the embrace, and eventually they remember me. As they pull apart, the purple wurm picks me up, glaring again. "You though, I don't know what I should do with you."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, you made Amy cry!" The other wurm huffs.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry, I just... thought you'd like to know. You're still the smartest wurm I've ever seen." Her glare softens a little, then she smiles.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay, I guess that'll do. But I still want to help all my friends get smarter. You're not going to stop us, are you?" She has a mischevous look on her face.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"No, but I do think you should consider something." She raises an eyebrow at me. "Well, how are you going to pay for the damages to the university? I mean, this many wurms, there's going to be a lot of toppled buildings. Not to mention keeping everyone on track, do you..." I look around and decide to whisper the next part. "Do you have any idea how many guys your going to be passing?" She contemplates all this for a moment, before nodding.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You're right. Some of us have good hordes, but I never had much myself, and it wouldn't be right making them pay for this when it was my idea, and the... distractions wouldn't help either...." She thinks for a few minutes, then groans.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Nevermind, everyone. I need to think about this some more. We'll go later." Everyone looks around a little confused, before Silver shouts that they can go back to what they were doing.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"See ya Amy." She smiles and slithers off.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Um, so... thanks for making me think about this a bit more. I guess all the smarts really went to my head, huh?" She laughs a little, and I'm once more mystified by how something that's such a force of nature can be so cute.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Uh, I really am sorry for making you cry earlier." She shakes her head.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"It's okay, I guess I'm still as emotional as I ever was. Maybe it's a wurm thing."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"No, really, I feel bad about it, maybe I could make it up to you?" She looks at me for a few moments, her smile fading, before it comes back in force.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You mean, like a date?" I start blushing, and she laughs again. "I suppose it might be nice, as long as you're paying."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, I mean, it wouldn't be very nice of me to make you pay when I'm the one who's upset you. Also could you, maybe, I don't know, put me down?" She starts and looks at her hand, letting me go and dropping me on my feet.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Oh, sorry, I completely forgot. Um, so, I hear there's a nice little cafe at the university, could we go there?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Sure, I usually go there before class anyway." We go down the road to the university, and we get more than a few strange looks. As we sit down one of my professors approaches me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Now where did you find this little darling?" He asks, and she smiles.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Oh, we just met on my way here, actually." He looks at her, surprised.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"And you didn't take him on the spot? You show remarkable restraint for a wurm."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Why thank you. I like to think I'm incredibly reasonable for one of my kind." The professor looks at her, then at me, then back at her.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Um... I never expected to hear you speak like that." She can't help but break out into laughter.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I'm sorry, sir. I know no one expects a wurm to be able to even say incredibly, let alone use it right." The professor offers her a hand.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Carl Malorian, natural magics professor." Amy takes his hand.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Amethyst. But most people just call me Amy." He nods, looks back at me for a moment, then leaves.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Sorry, he's one of my professors." She smiles at me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"He seems nice, you study magic?" I shake my head, chuckling.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"No, natural magics is more things like how demon realms form, what makes demonic silver affect spirit, just things like that." She nods, taking a bite of her sandwich.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Sounds like fun, maybe you could teach me? I have a few gems and chunks of silver I can show you."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"That sounds great." We sit for a few more minutes talking, before I have to go to class.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Can we do this again sometime?" I nod, more than happy to talk with her.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">As we walk away from each other Amy bumps into another girl. Looking it's the girl who lost her glasses.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there. I'm still looking for my glasses...." She trails off for a moment, before shouting "Hey! Those are mine!" She snatches the glasses off of Amy's face, putting them on, then her eyes widen. "O-oh, um, I, uh, I'm so sorry, but these are, uh, these are kind of my glasses. I'd recognise them anywhere... um, do you need a pair?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Y-yeah, I recently found out I needed glasses, I'm sorry for taking yours, they were kind of, just sitting on a table." The girl nods, and reaches into her bag.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Um, these people can help you, they should be over in the Craftworks wing, I can take you there, if you want." Amy nods, and goes off with the girl. Well, she seems to be making herself at home, wonder if the science professors know yet?