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Beep beep beep beep beep b–
“Hhhnng… enough already…” A hand clawed its way out of a fabric prison, pushing aside numerous blankets and sheets before it reached a blaring cell phone. “Mmm…” The hand and phone’s owner grumbled some more, mere steps from falling back asleep. A voice in the back of her mind urged her not to, and sure enough, the covers were peeled away one by one.
In spite of the slow start, Edelgard couldn’t help but shiver when the last blanket was pulled aside. She still wasn’t used to this chill, just barely different enough from her old home that it was unpleasant.
Step by step she went through her morning routine, throwing on a button-up and whatever clean-ish pair of pants she could find. After a mental note to do laundry sometime soon, she dragged her feet into the kitchen and grabbed a can of cold-brew from the fridge. She really wasn’t a huge fan of coffee, but it was a convenient jumpstart for any day that started after a night of drinking.
Moving to the pantry she rummaged quietly in search of a granola bar or something. Her elbow smacked a jar out of place and she swore, managing to catch it before it slid off and shattered. She sighed in relief and placed it back, taking more care until she finally found something sufficiently grainy and bar-shaped. How she envied her daughter for having the day off.
“Hmm… that project deadline’s getting pretty close…” She muttered to herself, checking her phone for emails while she crammed half the granola bar into her face. Sufficiently cleaned up and somewhat nourished, she tossed a water bottle and the rest of the bar into her bag and made for the door.
Stepping out of her apartment, again she shivered. She was glad things were warming up, but spring couldn’t come quickly enough. She looked to her left, spotting the stairs just past the giant dragon face, and noticed the elevator was still out of order. She sighed and ste–
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… Wait a fucking second.
Slowly, Edelgard blinked. Then she turned her head to her right. There, just in front of her door and peeking over the balcony, was a dragon.
The woman blinked several more times. The dragon remained. She stared, and it blinked back. As seconds passed, the reality began to sink in that there was a mythical, magical creature that definitely should not fucking exist, STARING right at her.
Edelgard watched the dragon shift, light glittering off its deep blue scales as it opened its maw. Rows sharp, ivory teeth exposed themselves as the creature bellowed a guttural growl. The woman’s breath caught in her throat, completely frozen as all logical thought processes had ceased because of the giant fucking dragon.
“Mom, did you hear tha–aa aaa what the fuuuuu–?!” Lysithea had apparently awoken, and was now standing dumbstruck behind her mother as they both gawked at the strange sight just outside their apartment.
The creature’s mouth opened wider, and Edelgard felt panic shoot down her spine. Instinctively she threw a hand between the beast and her daughter, however a bright green circle full of unknown symbols appeared in front of the creature’s face which caused her to pause. The entire dragon was enveloped in a bright green light, which quickly morphed and coalesced until…
“!!!” Both Edelgard and her daughter stared, even more dumbfounded as the dragon inexplicably turned into a shaggy-haired, sharp-eyed, and admittedly attractive woman in… a maid outfit?!
The dragon-woman then proceeded to do a standing backflip, holding her arms out at her sides as if to say ‘ta-da!’ Edelgard could only stare as she did it, though was mindful enough to not stare at the dragon-lady’s chest as it jiggled on the landing.
“Uuuhhh…” The mother droned, at a complete loss for words.
Then the maid-dragon-lady smiled, this tiny, nearly imperceivable little curl at the edge of her lips, and Edelgard blushed.
Oh fuck me. Miss Hresvelg swore internally.