Dollieh Sanctuary

Whisper whisper whisper...



Peek. Psssttt...psssp....sssppp....



Sneak sneak sneak...



"NOW!" Ivan commanded.



YOINK!

"HEY!" Ryan shouted.



"Run!" Ivan chuckled.



"RUN RUN!!" Micah giggled. "He's coming!"

"Ha ha! Very funny guys." Ryan shouted after them. Man, how disappointing. Like, I thought it was an invisible chick at first."



They made good on their escape and scurried into the mouse-tunnels under their home, soon finding their way to the foundation wall. (that looks surprisingly like pillows stacked up by the couch.)


Some Time Later:



"HA! HO! THRUST! PARRY!" Ivan shouted. He moved slow enough that Micah could keep up and learn. "Yes, that's right, lean into the blade."



Tulip poplar needles make nice little swords, Micah thought to himself. At least the sword lessons took his mind off of his miniature state.



"Yield." Micah huffed. Ivan sniffed the air and bared his tiny little fangs with a hiss. It would have been more threatening were it not so tiny a squeak. "What is it, Ivan?"



What had appeared as a rock moved and knocked Micah onto his back.



"AHA! A worthy foe indeed! Micah, witness the prowess, the power, the mighty fortitude of King Ivan! AAHAAA!!!"
"I'd rather witness you moving this thing off of me." Micah grumbled.


TBC

"How very interesting." Said a silky, smooth voice from above. "Interesting indeed."



"Which of you should I eat first?" Taunted the naga.



"I should start with the long-haired morsel, since it tried to stab my tail."



The naga sniffed toward Ivan. "Faugh, you stink little man, like you've already been placed in the ground to rot. Certainly not worth eating."



Micah shook and clung to Ivan. He most certainly didn't want to be anybody's dinner be it a vampire, werewolf, or whatever THIS guy was.



Ivan raised his fist and shouted insults, but the naga just smiled.



"You were going to defeat me with this stick of wood?" The naga burst into laughter as he snapped the twig.


TBC

"Micah, run! Now!" Ivan lunged toward the slithering beast.



"Not so fast, little morsel!" The naga taunted once more. Micah squealed and flailed in attempts to escape.



"Aha! Weep in defeat wretched beast!" Ivan snarled.



It was true the little stick of wood wouldn't do great damage to skin or scale, but the eye was another story. And the vampire put them both out. The snake twisted and writhed as an injured snake usually did, making escape possible.



"I'm free!"



"HURRY!" And thus they escaped.



TBC

"My eyes, my beautiful eyes, like rubies they were, and shone in the sun they did." The pitiful creature wept.



"I just want to sit on a rock and bask in the sun, I just want to be left alone." He sniffed. "I want no part in this at all."



"You may have your rock once you work off your debt to me." Foster Fee declared.



"Stupid naga, the most cowardly and pathetic beasts I've ever encountered. Vargas, can you do nothing right?" The naga didn't answer, he just covered his face and wailed.



"Stop your blubbering. It's embarrassing." Foster healed the damaged eyes with a huff.



"Now. We've lost the element of surprise, and that pathetic vampire has proven to be more of a handful than I thought."
"Why not just do it yourself?" Vargas asked as he touched his eyelids. "He and his friend are so small, it would be easy."
"I can't." Foster huffed. "Mine are light magics, I can't use them to end a life, or I will lose my powers. It doesn't stop me from making you do it, though."

Vargas sighed. He didn't see any easy way out of this mess.




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LOL, I love their teeny swords. I never knew tulip poplars had needles.
It's cool how Vargas can coil up! I wasn't sure how you'd be able to make that work without wire inside, but I guess with the right amount of stuffing it became possible.
Now, I knew Vargas would be involved by the title, but somehow that still didn't stop me from thinking there might be a "trouser snake" joke once Ryan's pants were down. <__<;

solitary agent wrote:LOL, I love their teeny swords. I never knew tulip poplars had needles.
It's cool how Vargas can coil up! I wasn't sure how you'd be able to make that work without wire inside, but I guess with the right amount of stuffing it became possible.
Now, I knew Vargas would be involved by the title, but somehow that still didn't stop me from thinking there might be a "trouser snake" joke once Ryan's pants were down. <__<;

Ah! I wish I'd thought of it. I was trying to "keep it clean." Or something like that. My photostories are SO TAMED DOWN compared to what's in my head. My book is way more graphic. But then, it IS horror.

When the flowers drop off the poplar trees, the little spines are inside the very middle of the flower. They dry up into these needle-twig like things. They're oddly resourceful.

This was hilarious and pretty interesting.

I LOVE Vargas he's gorgeous! Can I ask what sculpt he is? (Also are those the D.I.M. Jointed hands? I just think they look amazing.)

Micah and Ivan should start carrying little shields with those swords of theirs. XD

Oh no! Don't eat them! They're much too cuddly!

I love them all!
I didn't know Ivan had a sense of humor...>.>