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"Now now, be nice to your friends."
I should've known. I should've known that it would happen again. Why did I think that it had stopped? Why did I accept that invitation to his house for a sleepover? He planned this, I know he did!
Nearly a month of freedom from his antics that involved marshmallows and my horns. I simply assumed that he had grown tired of it, grown tired of chasing me down to skewer those white confection. He's a patient creature, I'll give him that.
He waited for me to lull back into a false sense of security. Once he was confident that I had forgotten about the 'incidents', he struck.
He called me to his room shortly after my arrival, claiming that he had something he wanted to show me. Without suspicion, I indeed followed him, curious as to what could possible be on his mind that he was dying to bring to my attention. I entered his room, asking what it was that he wanted me to be aware of.
Such naiveté on my part costed me. He pointed to his toy chest at the foot of his bed, telling me he had a gift for me inside. With excitement, I opened the chest, but there was nothing. I was confused. He said there was something in there for me. So where was it? Confusion turned into suspicion and suspicion turned into horror.
He had me. I fell for his trick hook, line, and sinker. I could hear the rustling of plastic behind me and I knew what it was. I turned to face him and was greeted by the ghastly sight of Drayk, eyes wide with a large toothy grin, brandishing a bag of marshmallows in his left hand.
The moment our eyes locked, he made his move. He charged at me like a madman and grabbed hold my arm before I could react. Before I knew it, he managed to slam a marshmallow onto my horn. With a shriek of terror, I broke free of his grasp and bolted for the door. In his excitement to impale the poofy treats, he had forgotten to close it.
I ran as fast as my legs would allow, but I could not shake him. He had smelled fear and it gave him enough energy to keep pace with me. I did everything I could to avoid him. I tried running over the sofa, sliding underneath the dining table, closed doors behind me, but all to no avail.
I don't know how long his pursuit lasted. I never kept tracked. I only focused my mind on escaping the mad Shurian. After what had to be a least the tenth time through the living room, what stood before me by the sofa was nothing short of a miracle. It was Zaryn!
Without hesitation, I immediately ran to her and took cover behind her legs. To my surprise, Drayk had not proceeded further. He skid to a halt and immediately gave her his undivided attention, holding the bag of marshmallows behind him and adopting a sheepish smile on his face.
I could hear Zaryn's soft chuckling when she saw me cowering behind her. She gave me a reassuring pat on the shoulder before turning her attention back to Drayk. She playfully waved her finger, tsking while she did so, and told Drayk it was time to stop. He offered no protest, only immediate obedience. She held out her hand and he gave her the bag of marshmallows. The final instructions she parted before she went about picking up the marshmallows on the floor was for Drayk to be nice and try not to let it happen again in the future. After she had gone, Drayk asked me if I wanted to play outside while the sun was still up and I was only able to manage a hesitant nod, in shock at what I just saw.
Drayk went about the rest of the day as if nothing had happened. I kept my eye on him of course, but he gave off no indication that he would try another marshmallow stunt. For the rest of the day and throughout the night, I could not help but be in awe at the respect that Zaryn commanded from Drayk. I knew female Shurians played an integral part in family life as the center, but I certainly did not expect this. Perhaps one day, if she will allow it, I will ask her to go into detail on Shurian culture. It's certainly piqued my curiosity, if nothing else.Here he is again. Drayk with his marshmallows! Fortunately for Onyx, Drayk stopped once Momma Zaryn got involved. It's amazing how much authority she commands. She is definitely to be commended for exercising it in a very motherly fashion.
Momma Zaryn and Drayk belong to this insane creature:
DraykThe Victim of the marshmallows:
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