Dunce Caps,Spit balls, and Mayhem

dragons are people too

Dunce Caps, Spit Balls, and Mayhem.

 

“I don’t want to hear another word about it. You’re both going to that human high school and will behave accordingly. No eating human folk, no matter how hungry you are, and if I find out you both transformed back to dragon form and reined cataclysmic fire down on the school, I will bite your wings off. Do I make myself clear?”

 

“Perfectly,” said Xochiguetzal. “We will do as you say. We will mingle with these humans and study their mannerisms and habits no matter how boring we may find it. Xoloth and I will be on our best behavior and promise not eat any of these creatures or revert to our natural form and rein fire upon them. You do realize Mother, that if you bit our wings off they would grow back bigger and more beautiful. If I were you I would try to come up with another punishment if we disobey you, not that we have any intention of doing so. ”

 

“You insolent pup: why can’t you be more respectful of authority like your brother. Wipe that smirk off your face. Just because your daddy’s little girl doesn’t make you immune to my wrath.  Now get going, both of you, remember these humans believe that we dragons are mythical and that magic doesn’t exist. Keep it that way.” With those words their mother, Delmolina Drusilla, first of the Dragon born, took wing.

 

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The Twins transformed themselves into two teenage humans, opened up the dimensional portal and whisked themselves off to one of the human dominated worlds.

 

The twins chose to enroll in Buckeye High, a small school on the outskirts of one of the city villages of New Orleans in the land called Louisiana. Xochiguetzal turned to her brother, Xoloth and said, “We need names that don’t call attention to us. We’ll call ourselves Bobbie Joe and Billy Bob Drakewing.”  Xoloth laughed and gave his sister a peck on the cheek.

 

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“Bobbie Joe, stop lobbing spitballs at your brother. And you Mister Drakewing stop putting those spitballs down Alice’s back.  This is not grade school for godsakes. Both of you report to the Principles office, now,” said their teacher, Mr Cluefob.

 

Miss Belstrudle just shook her head as she eyed these young troublemakers. This was their fifth disturbance this week alone. They were incorrigible jokesters causing chaos and mayhem every which way. She had no choice but to enforce the worse of remedies. She stared long and hard at them and finally said, “I’m suspending you both for five weeks. Next time you will be expelled.  You’ve had many warnings to stop your bad behavior, but you have blatantly ignored them. I tried to get in touch with your parents but it seems the phone number and address you gave us seems not to exist. Do I need to call child services as well? What do you have to say for yourselves?”

 

Billy Bob eyed his sister, nodded and said to Miss Belstrudle, “I’m sorry we lied on those forms but we live deep in the bayou. We have no phone and our parents live off the grid. We’ve always been homeschooled so we are unfamiliar with the ways of the more civilized. I assure you if you call child services my daddy will not be pleased and will enact swamp justice. We’ll behave from now on; just give us one more chance.”

 

“You’re quite charming Billy Bob but I’m afraid I have a duty to call child services as well as suspending you both.” Miss Belstrudle picked up the phone and started dialing.

 

“Put that phone down you sanctimonious human dung heap,” said Bobbie Joe in a low menacing voice.

 

“Who do you think you’re talking to young lady, for that you are now expelled,” said a very flustered Principle.

 

“I’m talking to a puny foolish woman who is about to become our lunch if she doesn’t put down that phone and rescind the expulsion and suspensions.” While Bobbie Joe couldn’t transform into a dragon in such a small space she transformed into a hideous looking ghoul.

 

Miss Belstrudle wet herself and told them to go back to class. The twins laughed...