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This is part 1 to the short story "Training Day" that I wrote as both entertainment and as character development for Hazard, Toulia, and Belatrix. The story is split into 3 parts, each with a piece of artwork done by the talented 
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"Training Day" Part 3
With the cleanup finished, Hazard walked toward the now full equipment trailers to get something to eat. Toulia, a cute pink gryphon with black forearms and lower legs, was standing behind the tables making new burgers and dishing out more fries as people took them to eat. Her long and flexible tail playfully wagging the long tail floof at the tip behind her, the floof being the same goldish-blond color as the long hair on her head. He could see from far away that she was wearing her “Kiss the Cook” apron with the “Sharp Edges” warning label on it. He knew from experience that warning label was not a joke, the edges of her beak were like a razor, one had to be very careful when giving that cute beak a kiss. Toulia's ears perked when she saw Hazard approaching. Hazard marveled at how, despite that huge rigid beak, Toulia had the biggest smile of anyone he knew.
As Hazard arrived at the table, Toulia leaned forward towards him flirtatiously. Hazard smirked and asked in a soft voice, “I suppose I need to pay you for my dinner?” Toulia giggled softly in approval. Hazard leaned over and gave her a small peck on front of her beak, then nuzzled it gently with his snout. She of course had no sense of touch in her beak, just like he had no sense of touch in his horns, but she still enjoyed it, her ears now flapping like little wings. Toulia giggled again, then handed him his burger and fries, then said, “I'm almost done here for now. Once everyone has gone trough once the table will be self serve and I'll come hang out with you.” Hazard moved his wings to show the stripped back and asked sarcastically, “Will you be able to find me?” Toulia rolled her eyes while playfully reaching over and pushed him away. The two of them were just friends, but they were very close friends.
Hazard grabbed a drink and walked a short distance away to where a few of the new people were sitting, laid down on his chest in the grass, and spread his wings to sun himself. The new people were friendly and had plenty of question, they all formed into a circle so everyone could see everyone else. The questions mainly relating to the basics of firefighting, though there were some questions some had about their specific species, those with hooves having the most questions, mostly relating to traction issues that they were all too keenly aware of from their daily lives. There was nothing too technical, as they knew they would be covering a lot more in future training classes.
After about ten more minutes, Toulia came and sat down next to Hazard with her own burger and her special water bottle, since not having any lips made it next to impossible to drink from a regular bottle or straw, that allowed her to easily pour water into her lower beak so she could let it run down her throat. How she didn't choke when she did that he had no idea, but it seemed to be an extremely effective design. Toulia focused on getting something to eat instead of talking, breaking chunks off her burger with her hands and then putting them in her beak to swallow. She always kept such a meticulously neat and clean work area when cooking, but, like virtually all avians Hazard had met, were very messy eaters on account of their beak.
Toulia hadn’t sat down for more than a few minutes before she stopped eating and leaned toward Hazard and said in a low voice, “Sweet-N-Sour coming our way.” This was Belatrix's nickname. “Sweet or Sour?” Asked Hazard. This nickname reflected her “Sweet or Serious” personality. “Sour, very very sour” Toulia replied, “I can see her nostrils all the way from here. You really should not have left her binding tape at the station and brought caution tape instead. I hear she was giving you a death stare at times during the demonstration,” Hazard dismissed her concerns as he finished his burger, “Yea, but she didn't do anything during the demonstration. She can't be that upset.” He was wrong.
Hazard was still facing away from Belatrix, sunning himself on the ground, when she arrived. The first he saw of her was two large hooves with white and purple featherings landing on each side of his head. Hazard jerked a bit in surprise at how loud hooves can be on a grass surface. A moment later all the air was forced from his lungs as Belatrix sat on him. Hazard struggled to take in a breath and, while the trainees looked on with unsure looks on their faces, Toulia let out a chirpy giggle and motioned to the trainees that everything was OK and not to worry. Belatrix grabbed Hazards horns with her hands and bent his head back so he was staring at one very unhappy looking unicorn. Nostrils flared, she snorted in his face and said, “I asked you if my binding tape was packed and you said it was. Did you ever stop to think what it feels like to wrap myself in caution tape? What if I had needed to help in any of the fire demonstrations? That stuff would have melted the moment I got anywhere close to the fire.”
Hazard struggled to talk with a heavily built unicorn on top of him. “Oh come on Belatrix,” he gasped, “You handled it just fine, you didn't say anything during the demonstration and even made it sound like you had planned to do that.”
Snorting again, she berated Hazard some more, “That's because I'm a professional. What we're doing is serious stuff and you should take it seriously and not be screwing around like you do.”
Hazard squeaked, still trying to breath with Belatrix on top of him, “I'm keeping thing from getting boring, if we don't keep them interested they won't come back to the training sessions..................OK I shouldn't have left your binding tape behind, but there was nothing wrong with the rest of what I did.” Hazard tried moving his head, but Belatrix was much stronger than him. With the grip she had, his horns might as well have been set in concrete. Hazard moved his eyes to look at Toulia for help, but she was just siting there watching the both of them with her arms crossed, all the trainees that he could see had huge grins on their faces, Hazard was on his own.
After what seemed like an eternity, mainly because he couldn't breathe, Belatrix let out a long breath through her nostrils into Hazard's face. Inhaling again she asked, “Are you gonna mess with my supplies again?” Struggling to get yet another breath into his lungs, he replied, “That seems like a very bad thing to do ever again.” Content that her point had been made, Belatrix let go of his horns, stood up off him, and went to go get a burger.
After letting Hazard catch his breath for about a minute, Toulia scolded him, “You know you did that to yourself.”
“Yea..........I did.”, panted Hazard.
Toulia rolled her eyes and continued berating him, “You don't need to act like you're out of breath either. We all know how long you can go without breathing.”
“It's not that” explained Hazard, his breathing returning to normal “It's that it feels like she broke all my ribs, she came down hard. She's not soft and fluffy like you.”
Toulia retorted, “So you're saying that I need to come sit on you?”
Quickly regretting his words, “No, no. please don't. Geese, I'm just digging myself into a deeper and deeper hole, aren’t I?.......OK, you're right. We both know Belatrix well enough that I should have known better than do what I did.”
Having made her point and gotten Hazard to admit he was wrong, Toulia scooted closer to Hazard and began to swish her tail floof over his wing membrane and cooed, "Oh Hazard, even when you're a jerk, you're still a nice guy." The gentle swishes on hair against the membrane felt so good, better than the feeling of air rushing over them when he was in the air. Toulia was so sweet and such a flirt, yet she was often so shy and cautious around new people.
Trying to not leave the trainees out in the cold, Hazard looked to them and said in a matter-of-factually tone of voice while pointing his thumb at Toulia, “We may not be the biggest department, nor have the fanciest tools, but we have the absolute best cook around.” All the trainees voiced words of agreement and complimented Toulia for her efforts. Toulia chirped and playful bopped Hazard on the head with her tail floof for drawing so much attention to her. “Your welcome”, smirked Hazard.
Belatrix soon returned with her burger, fries, and drink, her demeanor indicating that she had switched from “Sour” to “Sweet”. Sitting down on the other size of Hazard in the circle of people, she began to eat her burger as Hazard continued to recover from his flattening. Toulia continued swishing his wing with her tail floof.
After finishing her burger and wiping the crumbs from her fingers and featherings, Belatrix inquired to Hazard facetiously, “Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you?”
Hazard dilated his pupils and replied in a childish voice, “Because I'm cute and you love me?”
Belatrix laughed and retorted, “I like you Hazard, but sometimes you make me want to fold you into a pretzel.” Laughter and sarcastic suggestions on how to best fold a dragon came from the trainees, everyone was enjoying themselves after the long day.
The circle of veterans and trainees continued relaxing, chatting about life and firefighting for about another hour as the burgers and drinks were gradually whittled down.
“All right”, chirped Toulia, “if everyone is done eating lets get the rest of this stuff packed up so we can all go home.”
“Sounds good to me”, chimed in Belatrix, “If everyone pitches in it will only take a minute or two to pack up what's left.”
Hazard got up with the rest, wrapped a wing around Belatrix and said, “I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble today.”
“I hope I didn't actually break anything, did I?” asked Belatrix, poking his wing membrane.
“Only my ego.” smirked Hazard.
Belatrix let out a low laugh and replied, “That's been broken for quite awhile.”
The two of them laughed together and joined up with Toulia. With their stomachs full, they all made quick work of what was left to do. Then they bid each other farewell and went their separate ways. A relaxing end to the training day.
End.
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"Training Day" Part 3
With the cleanup finished, Hazard walked toward the now full equipment trailers to get something to eat. Toulia, a cute pink gryphon with black forearms and lower legs, was standing behind the tables making new burgers and dishing out more fries as people took them to eat. Her long and flexible tail playfully wagging the long tail floof at the tip behind her, the floof being the same goldish-blond color as the long hair on her head. He could see from far away that she was wearing her “Kiss the Cook” apron with the “Sharp Edges” warning label on it. He knew from experience that warning label was not a joke, the edges of her beak were like a razor, one had to be very careful when giving that cute beak a kiss. Toulia's ears perked when she saw Hazard approaching. Hazard marveled at how, despite that huge rigid beak, Toulia had the biggest smile of anyone he knew.
As Hazard arrived at the table, Toulia leaned forward towards him flirtatiously. Hazard smirked and asked in a soft voice, “I suppose I need to pay you for my dinner?” Toulia giggled softly in approval. Hazard leaned over and gave her a small peck on front of her beak, then nuzzled it gently with his snout. She of course had no sense of touch in her beak, just like he had no sense of touch in his horns, but she still enjoyed it, her ears now flapping like little wings. Toulia giggled again, then handed him his burger and fries, then said, “I'm almost done here for now. Once everyone has gone trough once the table will be self serve and I'll come hang out with you.” Hazard moved his wings to show the stripped back and asked sarcastically, “Will you be able to find me?” Toulia rolled her eyes while playfully reaching over and pushed him away. The two of them were just friends, but they were very close friends.
Hazard grabbed a drink and walked a short distance away to where a few of the new people were sitting, laid down on his chest in the grass, and spread his wings to sun himself. The new people were friendly and had plenty of question, they all formed into a circle so everyone could see everyone else. The questions mainly relating to the basics of firefighting, though there were some questions some had about their specific species, those with hooves having the most questions, mostly relating to traction issues that they were all too keenly aware of from their daily lives. There was nothing too technical, as they knew they would be covering a lot more in future training classes.
After about ten more minutes, Toulia came and sat down next to Hazard with her own burger and her special water bottle, since not having any lips made it next to impossible to drink from a regular bottle or straw, that allowed her to easily pour water into her lower beak so she could let it run down her throat. How she didn't choke when she did that he had no idea, but it seemed to be an extremely effective design. Toulia focused on getting something to eat instead of talking, breaking chunks off her burger with her hands and then putting them in her beak to swallow. She always kept such a meticulously neat and clean work area when cooking, but, like virtually all avians Hazard had met, were very messy eaters on account of their beak.
Toulia hadn’t sat down for more than a few minutes before she stopped eating and leaned toward Hazard and said in a low voice, “Sweet-N-Sour coming our way.” This was Belatrix's nickname. “Sweet or Sour?” Asked Hazard. This nickname reflected her “Sweet or Serious” personality. “Sour, very very sour” Toulia replied, “I can see her nostrils all the way from here. You really should not have left her binding tape at the station and brought caution tape instead. I hear she was giving you a death stare at times during the demonstration,” Hazard dismissed her concerns as he finished his burger, “Yea, but she didn't do anything during the demonstration. She can't be that upset.” He was wrong.
Hazard was still facing away from Belatrix, sunning himself on the ground, when she arrived. The first he saw of her was two large hooves with white and purple featherings landing on each side of his head. Hazard jerked a bit in surprise at how loud hooves can be on a grass surface. A moment later all the air was forced from his lungs as Belatrix sat on him. Hazard struggled to take in a breath and, while the trainees looked on with unsure looks on their faces, Toulia let out a chirpy giggle and motioned to the trainees that everything was OK and not to worry. Belatrix grabbed Hazards horns with her hands and bent his head back so he was staring at one very unhappy looking unicorn. Nostrils flared, she snorted in his face and said, “I asked you if my binding tape was packed and you said it was. Did you ever stop to think what it feels like to wrap myself in caution tape? What if I had needed to help in any of the fire demonstrations? That stuff would have melted the moment I got anywhere close to the fire.”
Hazard struggled to talk with a heavily built unicorn on top of him. “Oh come on Belatrix,” he gasped, “You handled it just fine, you didn't say anything during the demonstration and even made it sound like you had planned to do that.”
Snorting again, she berated Hazard some more, “That's because I'm a professional. What we're doing is serious stuff and you should take it seriously and not be screwing around like you do.”
Hazard squeaked, still trying to breath with Belatrix on top of him, “I'm keeping thing from getting boring, if we don't keep them interested they won't come back to the training sessions..................OK I shouldn't have left your binding tape behind, but there was nothing wrong with the rest of what I did.” Hazard tried moving his head, but Belatrix was much stronger than him. With the grip she had, his horns might as well have been set in concrete. Hazard moved his eyes to look at Toulia for help, but she was just siting there watching the both of them with her arms crossed, all the trainees that he could see had huge grins on their faces, Hazard was on his own.
After what seemed like an eternity, mainly because he couldn't breathe, Belatrix let out a long breath through her nostrils into Hazard's face. Inhaling again she asked, “Are you gonna mess with my supplies again?” Struggling to get yet another breath into his lungs, he replied, “That seems like a very bad thing to do ever again.” Content that her point had been made, Belatrix let go of his horns, stood up off him, and went to go get a burger.
After letting Hazard catch his breath for about a minute, Toulia scolded him, “You know you did that to yourself.”
“Yea..........I did.”, panted Hazard.
Toulia rolled her eyes and continued berating him, “You don't need to act like you're out of breath either. We all know how long you can go without breathing.”
“It's not that” explained Hazard, his breathing returning to normal “It's that it feels like she broke all my ribs, she came down hard. She's not soft and fluffy like you.”
Toulia retorted, “So you're saying that I need to come sit on you?”
Quickly regretting his words, “No, no. please don't. Geese, I'm just digging myself into a deeper and deeper hole, aren’t I?.......OK, you're right. We both know Belatrix well enough that I should have known better than do what I did.”
Having made her point and gotten Hazard to admit he was wrong, Toulia scooted closer to Hazard and began to swish her tail floof over his wing membrane and cooed, "Oh Hazard, even when you're a jerk, you're still a nice guy." The gentle swishes on hair against the membrane felt so good, better than the feeling of air rushing over them when he was in the air. Toulia was so sweet and such a flirt, yet she was often so shy and cautious around new people.
Trying to not leave the trainees out in the cold, Hazard looked to them and said in a matter-of-factually tone of voice while pointing his thumb at Toulia, “We may not be the biggest department, nor have the fanciest tools, but we have the absolute best cook around.” All the trainees voiced words of agreement and complimented Toulia for her efforts. Toulia chirped and playful bopped Hazard on the head with her tail floof for drawing so much attention to her. “Your welcome”, smirked Hazard.
Belatrix soon returned with her burger, fries, and drink, her demeanor indicating that she had switched from “Sour” to “Sweet”. Sitting down on the other size of Hazard in the circle of people, she began to eat her burger as Hazard continued to recover from his flattening. Toulia continued swishing his wing with her tail floof.
After finishing her burger and wiping the crumbs from her fingers and featherings, Belatrix inquired to Hazard facetiously, “Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you?”
Hazard dilated his pupils and replied in a childish voice, “Because I'm cute and you love me?”
Belatrix laughed and retorted, “I like you Hazard, but sometimes you make me want to fold you into a pretzel.” Laughter and sarcastic suggestions on how to best fold a dragon came from the trainees, everyone was enjoying themselves after the long day.
The circle of veterans and trainees continued relaxing, chatting about life and firefighting for about another hour as the burgers and drinks were gradually whittled down.
“All right”, chirped Toulia, “if everyone is done eating lets get the rest of this stuff packed up so we can all go home.”
“Sounds good to me”, chimed in Belatrix, “If everyone pitches in it will only take a minute or two to pack up what's left.”
Hazard got up with the rest, wrapped a wing around Belatrix and said, “I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble today.”
“I hope I didn't actually break anything, did I?” asked Belatrix, poking his wing membrane.
“Only my ego.” smirked Hazard.
Belatrix let out a low laugh and replied, “That's been broken for quite awhile.”
The two of them laughed together and joined up with Toulia. With their stomachs full, they all made quick work of what was left to do. Then they bid each other farewell and went their separate ways. A relaxing end to the training day.
End.
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