Reality Skimming

Diff the Dragon – Part Three: An Unwelcome Visitor

Diff the Dragon by Angela Lott, illustrations by Richard Bartrop. An Okal Rel Universe Legacy Novella featuring the young Alivda

Angela Lott is the middle child of Lynda’s three daughters. She did two years of Business schooling at the College of New Caledonia and is now working as a receptionist at her local FYiDoctors. In her spare time she enjoys writing, video blogging, reading and watching very nerdy TV shows.

Part 3

“Where is he?” Ann was saying to well, no one, since she was alone. The arbiter answered her as if it could somehow provide new information, which, of course, it could not."

“The information at hand indicates Amel Dem’Vrel will arrive shortly.”

He should have docked an hour ago. Ann stared at the holographic representation in outrage “Oh, what do you know?” Ann said. “You don’t get horny!”

“Please restate the question,” the arbiter said.

Ann glared at it and started pacing.

She paced nervously around her room and occasionally yelled at the arbiter, until finally the door opened.

“Amel!” Ann cried with joy and relief, drinking in his smile and the beautiful eyes and fair complexion that to her represented sex personified. but then she saw a small blonde toddler standing behind Amel and balked.

“What’s with the kid?” Ann asked, hoping Amel could somehow claim ignorance, but she knew already that this little kid was no Reetion.

“She is my baby dragon,” Amel said, as if this explained everything.

“Baby what now?” Ann asked.

“Baby dragon,” Amel said.

“A dragon is a mythical creature, right?” Ann said. “I think I have seen them in synth-dramas.”

Amel laughed. “Yeah.”

“Okay,” Ann said slowly, “but what is an inaccurately named Demish toddler doing with you?”

“What do you mean, inaccurately named?” Amel said in outrage. He seemed very proud of the name he had come up with.

“Well, she isn’t really a dragon, is she?” Ann asked.

The little girl went over to Ann and kicked her as hard as she could.

Amel smiled. “She really isn’t Demish either,” he said.

“But why do you have her here now?” Ann asked again.

“Perry had her in a cage!” Amel said, again as if that explained everything. Amel's talent for storytelling evidently didn't extend to his habit of picking up strays.

“Who is she!” Ann yelled.

“Ayrium and Ameron’s second daughter, Alivda,” Amel said. “But no one else can handle her, so I get to look after her!” He looked positively gleeful about this.

“But can’t you, you know,” Ann said, nudging her head a little to try and indicate what she meant.

“What?” Amel asked kindly.

“I was hoping for some adult time,” Ann said.

Amel still looked confused. Ann couldn't understand why; she knew he loved sex just as much as she did, but right now he seemed to be entirely smitten with the little beast and only had eyes for her.

Alivda kicked Ann again.

“How is it that she can figure out what I am saying, but you can’t!” Ann said, going to sit down and holding her shin. That had hurt.

“Bad baby dragon!” Amel was saying to Alivda. “Don’t kick Ann. She is our friend.”

“Are you even listening to me?” Ann asked.

“What?” Amel said, looking up.

“Never mind,” Ann grumbled, and went to put ice on her leg.

An Unwelcome Visitor

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