This is a continuation of the story I started last week. This is just random fun, I don’t know how long I will run with it.
Minias is the property of Kim Harrison and my interpretation of him doesn’t necessarily reflect the author’s view. I don’t make any money of this and in general I don’t approve of keeping demon company. 😉 this is just for good fun.
Enter the Dragon Part 2.
Her room was now very crowded.
“Well, how big does it get?!”
It was very early morning when Minias finally showed up, a little bit travel worn and terribly amused. He had given her room one look and almost started laughing but Alyssa was at hand to kick him in the shins when he snorted. He had waded through the mess of half devoured pillows and scattered shoes to his room and disappeared for a few moments only to return with a book as large as Alyssa’s chest. Normally, she didn’t like his books in her room, having drawn a very clear line as to where he was allowed to do his black magic and where he wasn’t, but this time she didn’t matter.
“There,” Minias said, his voice too full of smiles for Alyssa not to notice. “It says so right here.”
The red head growled and glared at the paper. “It’s Latin Minias! I can’t read Latin… Oomph!” The black dragon that was the centre of all the chaos in her room whined and rubbed against her, jamming his large head into her chest. “Bad dragon!” Alyssa snapped as she tried to push him away. “Push off you. Bloody… Minias!”
The demon sighed patiently and rolled his eyes behind his smoked glasses. “Well, needless to say, this is quite an old book. The references are a bit out of date and out of practice but…”
“You are a thousand years old,” Alyssa growled as she managed to coerce the dragon back onto her bed with the only whole pillow that was left in her room. “I’m sure you can manage.”
The demon cleared his throat. “Well,” he said. “He’ll certainly fill this space.”
“By how much?”
Minias grinned. “About every inch of it.”
Alyssa groaned. Her room was an old converted garage, big enough to park a car in with a little bit more space to spare. The ceiling was about 9 foot up. This dragon had to go.
“Does it breathe fire?” she growled as she watched the dragon happily make merry with her pillow.
Minias raised an eyebrow and studied a few paragraphs. “I don’t think it’s of any concern…” he trailed off under Alyssa’s gaze.
“I have over a hundred books in my room,” she said. “Almost two hundred actually. It matters.” She had wanted to start packing up her bookcase but soon realized that as soon as she started focusing on something the dragon took an interest as well. She lost two books before she realized that she had to do something else to keep him from realizing that they might be edible. So she dropped the books and played a rough game of ‘Let that go, that’s my working shoes…’ instead. The dragon really liked that game.
Minias was smiling at her again and his expression was almost almost a little bit cruel.
“Not fire,” he answered her previous question. “Only when he’s much older. He does breathe something else though, which we need to be cautious of.”
Alyssa thought that they needed to be cautious of a lot of things, but decided not to say anything lest she lost what was left of her temper with the demon. “What?” she queried instead.
Minias looked worried for the first time. “Magic.”
“Magic?” she queried. “What kind of magic?”
Minias sighed. “The unpredictable kind.”
Alyssa grimaced. “White or black?” she queried, dreading the answer.
“Neither,” the demon said with a roll of his eyes, he rarely saw what the fuss was about concerning his spells. “Dragon magic. It’s in a class of its own.”
It took a lot of self control not to groan. “Well, luckily we won’t have to deal with it for long,” she said. “I…” Her phone started ringing. “Hold on for a second.” She glanced at her screen and quickly answered the phone.
The person on the other side sounded relieved. “I thought I’d quickly phone and hear how you are,” she said. “I got your message that Minias is there but I couldn’t reply because I was in a meeting at work. Are you alright?”
Alyssa sighed and nodded. “We’re all just peachy,” she said. “Dragon’s still here, Minias was just telling me how dangerous its magic is.”
“Oh no!” Jenn exclaimed. “Has it tried to hurt you?”
Alyssa shook her head. “So far so good,” she said. “My room’s a mess.”
Her friend made a considering sound. “Well, do you know where it comes from?”
Again, Alyssa shook her head and gave her tenant a sharp look. “Minias was about to tell me where it came from…” She gave the demon a pointed look but he just shook his head and mouthed the words. I don’t know. Alyssa growled under her breath and looked at the dragon that was still happily sucking on her pillow. What am I going to sleep on tonight?
“He doesn’t know.”
Jenn snorted. “Some help he is,” she said. “Anything I can do to help?”
Alyssa sighed and shook her head, glancing at the time of the call. “No, we’re pretty much sorted,” she said. “I’ve gotta go Jenn, this is costing you a fortune and we still have some major dragon hauling to do. Thanks for the call.”
She could hear her friend’s smile. “That’s okay,” she said. “Take care and keep me updated!”
When the line went dead, Alyssa rounded on Minias, her hand in her hip.
“How do we get rid of it?”
Minias raised an eyebrow and looked at the dragon in a way that for a moment, made Alyssa’s hair stand on end. “Well I can…”
“No you cannot!” she snapped. “Don’t you ever look at anything in my room like that ever again. He is not… Not an ingredient or something! I just want him out, not dead.”
The demon blinked at her and then at the dragon that had turned to look at him, his golden eyes almost glowing. “Well,” he said. “Then I don’t really know. If you can think of a better idea, let me know.”
He turned and readied himself to climb back into his own reality under the bed, leaving Alyssa to gape at him.
Oh no you don’t, she thought and reached out to grab his arm…
To Be Continued…