Dracula was lucky Jonothon was a few paces ahead, or he might've gotten kicked in the shin for that one.
"The books in the library proper are well tended," Jono pointed out, because he was a little defensive of the place. He missed working in here. "Does he know the way to Pinkie's book, Derek?"
"I agree." Drac nodded as they followed, his cape held above the ground by his magic. "Books in general can't always be trusted." He was quite possibly thinking back to the ones that described the horrible evil untruths about Monsters. And the ones Monsters subsequently had produced about Humans.
"Books that can change their shape and move about on their own and," he eyed the ones Jono was carrying, "possibly give you tails simply by holding them? That is definitely a book I do not trust."
He shrugged. "Not that I see we have much of a choice. Either we follow this one and get lost or we wander on our own and get lost."
Awwww, the timberwolf loved you, too, Derek. You could tell by the way it was keeping you between it and the pony at all times.
Pinkie and the wolf eyed each other suspiciously. Right up until Pinkie wandered through a bush and set off a swarm of vampire fruit bats, which flew right at Dracula.
//A werewha--// Jono didn't have any fancy transformations to undergo, which was probably for the best. Jono's transformations generally involved exploding. But he did spin on his heel to look at what was going on back there, and found himself attempting to pick out Dracula in the, er, crowd? Flock? //... Really?//
Pinkie, on the other hand, was way more helpful, what with how she shrieked "VAMPIRE FRUIT BATS!" at the top of her lungs and attempted to swat anything near her with her tail.
The bats all swarmed off again into the opposite trees, where something let out a wail and a small burst of green flame.
"AAAAAAUUGHHH!" yelled Pinkie, and she attempted to hide behind the timberwolf, which was already trying to hide behind Derek.
//What the bleedin'...// Jono's brow furrowed deeply as the gout of flame sent Drac hitting the ground. Trees, not even Special Collections trees, so far as he was aware, didn't generally do that. His eyes narrowed, even glowed a little, as he made his way over to collect his friend from the ground, one finger snaking under the top of his bandages in case whatever was in the foliage wanted to try something funny again. //You alright, mate?//
Derek was awkwardly patting the wood pile shaped like a wolf behind him, still not catching onto the fear of Pinkie. "What's next? Lions and tigers and bears?"
"I used to think you guys were bears," Pinkie said. Because that was clearly important information to share at this juncture. "Sorry I inadvertently got you set on fire, Mr. Dracula."
The bushes rustled again, and a small purple dragon rolled out, sucking on its own tail. It looked up wide eyed at the group, then burped another bout of green flame.
Could this gust of flame hit Derek please? Drac was still smoldering where he was huddled in Jono's hand. "Fire bad," he shuddered Frank's mantra. "...No offense, Jonothon."
//Mm, none taken,// Jono replied, depositing Drac on his shoulder (because it was either that or in one of his pockets), before peering down at the little, purple...
He leaned over, clutching Jono's ear with one wing-and-thumb. "A dragon? If the books are all shape changers, how are we to find the one that has the pony clone spell?"
//Hell if I know,// Jono muttered, attempting to pick up his foot now that there was a tiny dragon attached to it. It didn't dislodge. Wonderful. //Perhaps that's all that's in the book? I don't know that they all change shapes, at that. The ones in my arms are still books, after all.//
He crouched down to set those books on the ground, shaking his head and trying to pry the tiny dragon free from his ankle.
A futile few seconds later he glanced back at where he'd set the books. They weren't there.
"Maybe it'll show us where to go now that we gave it some books." Oh, Derek. You were always so hopeful before life went and crushed your fragile little spirit.
"That makes sense. Doing something nice is always a great way to get somepony to do something nice for you, back."
Ah, the wisdom of ponies.
A spooky gray-and-green flash leaped through the bushes on the opposite side of the path from where the baby dragon had emerged, sending out another colony of bats and startling the timberwolf. "Ooo!" shouted Pinkie. "What was that?!"
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Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:22 am (UTC)The timberwolf growled back, creeping further into the light. It glanced back over its shoulder furtively, then whined.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:36 am (UTC)Yep. It was still a timber wolf. "I wonder if his bark is worse than his bite?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:41 am (UTC)"The books in the library proper are well tended," Jono pointed out, because he was a little defensive of the place. He missed working in here. "Does he know the way to Pinkie's book, Derek?"
Could he tell?
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:22 pm (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 06:07 pm (UTC)The timberwolf took one look at Pinkie and let out a terrified yelp, picking up the pace.
It seemed not even Special Collections had escaped pink pony trauma, today.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 09:58 pm (UTC)"Books that can change their shape and move about on their own and," he eyed the ones Jono was carrying, "possibly give you tails simply by holding them? That is definitely a book I do not trust."
He shrugged. "Not that I see we have much of a choice. Either we follow this one and get lost or we wander on our own and get lost."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 10:02 pm (UTC)A beat.
//He is made of wood, after all.//
And if there was a slight curl of smoke from under his wrappings as he said that, well, that was just something that happened sometimes, truly.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 10:19 pm (UTC)"Just hurry up."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 10:22 pm (UTC)Awwww, the timberwolf loved you, too, Derek. You could tell by the way it was keeping you between it and the pony at all times.
Pinkie and the wolf eyed each other suspiciously. Right up until Pinkie wandered through a bush and set off a swarm of vampire fruit bats, which flew right at Dracula.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 11:33 pm (UTC)Drac was interrupted by the sudden onslaught of bats. His transformation into his own bat form was instinctive- an attempt to avoid being smothered.
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Date: 2014-07-04 12:12 am (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 12:15 am (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 12:48 am (UTC)The bats all swarmed off again into the opposite trees, where something let out a wail and a small burst of green flame.
"AAAAAAUUGHHH!" yelled Pinkie, and she attempted to hide behind the timberwolf, which was already trying to hide behind Derek.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 04:00 am (UTC)He was finally the only bat left, when *fwooomph*
Bat flambé.
"Ow."
And Drac dropped out of the air, still smoking.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 04:50 am (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 04:41 pm (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 09:14 pm (UTC)The bushes rustled again, and a small purple dragon rolled out, sucking on its own tail. It looked up wide eyed at the group, then burped another bout of green flame.
"Mama?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 09:28 pm (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 09:30 pm (UTC)...
//It just called me its mother, didn't it?//
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Date: 2014-07-04 09:34 pm (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 09:43 pm (UTC)Sorry, Jono.
The dragon toddled up to Jono, its arms out as though to hug his ankle.
At least it was just cartoon flame. It tended to just make you a little crispy for a few frames.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 09:51 pm (UTC)He leaned over, clutching Jono's ear with one wing-and-thumb. "A dragon? If the books are all shape changers, how are we to find the one that has the pony clone spell?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 09:55 pm (UTC)He crouched down to set those books on the ground, shaking his head and trying to pry the tiny dragon free from his ankle.
A futile few seconds later he glanced back at where he'd set the books. They weren't there.
//... Were still books. Bugger.//
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 10:17 pm (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-04 10:21 pm (UTC)Ah, the wisdom of ponies.
A spooky gray-and-green flash leaped through the bushes on the opposite side of the path from where the baby dragon had emerged, sending out another colony of bats and startling the timberwolf. "Ooo!" shouted Pinkie. "What was that?!"
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