He dropped onto a floor with a "Putui" sound coming soon after he came into contact with the cold hard floor. If one were to forget, this poor lad was still a few weeks old.
He abruptly stood up and flayed his arms around "So many rock! SO MANY FLAVORS! This world... is truly best!" He screamed, his voice filled with ecstasy and it echoed throughout the cave.
Flavor!
So Much Flavor!
Rocky Flavor! Hurrah!
Spicy?
So Spicy!
Yum?
Yumyummy! Hahahaha!
Churo?
Churochunchun! wait... what?
Maru!
It felt like the cave was talking back to him! He had someone to talk too! but weren't caves supposed to repeat the words he had said?
'When did I say "Chunchunmaru"?... I probably had said it when I ate a rock that made me hallucinate and feel true bliss. It happened yesterday though? wait... when was yesterday?'
This poor fellow had developed a habit of having an inner monologue with himself and had no sense of time.
As his mentality began breaking down and his mind would soon crack, he remembered he had collected a multitude of rocks
Many were bland in taste.
Some were spicy but not as spicy as the first rock he had ate.
Some were so tender and juicy that it made him drool for more!
Others took some effort to eat but were still fulfilling in the end.
He had also picked up rocks that felt so different but they looked like rocks that when he ate it he saw that he actually had five hands! Five!
He then took out a whitish yellow rock "hehe" he began to laugh mischievously. Holding it on his right hand, he covered one of his eyes with his available hand and began to laugh hysterically "Hahahahahaha"
He held the rock up high "Wid Dis ruku!~" He tripped and fell head first onto ground, pulverizing the rock he had held into dust.
Instead of swallowing it whole, he had turned it into dust and had even managed to snuff some it!
His mind became flustered, and he failed to get up due to the fatigue,exhaustion and stress that had been stacked up in his body finally took its toll.
As his eyesight began failing him, he managed too see a blurry image of a pebble that had limbs... No actually it looked like there were five of them walking in a conga line ... and they seem to be walking, or rolling towards him?
"God.... I've truly lost it now" He knew that the rocks he had consumed impaired his thinking, but what could he do? Sulk in some corner of the cave or take in the rock that could help remedy his sadness...?
The five pebbles rolled under him and rolled him somewhere in the cave
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Hmmmm!
Aghhh!
Hooo!
"This... feels really good."He murmured as the five rocks were 'massaging' him.
Currently, he was floating on top of a huge body of water... and as for the pebbles with limbs...
They were rolling around his body, hence the massage he is receiving now, but with his mind cleared and with no malicious rocks affecting his thinking capacity, it was clear they were using him as a boat. They were rolling around him to control the weight distribution of his body and to guide his body into which direction to float towards to.
'Should I melt them down? Should I roll over and use my tail to paddle back to land?' many thoughts ran through his head
As he was mulling over on what to do with these pebbles for daring to turn him into their boat, a rock fell... No, actually the stalactites began falling...
The pebbles rolled over to his face and began jumping. 'Such audacity!' His mind slowly filled with rage.
A stalactite fell and almost hit his tail...
'Living comes first!' he grit his teeth and closed his hands into fists and decided to put this shame to the side, for now.
His tail began moving.
It swirled like a propeller and began cutting through the waves, Using his arms as an unconventional rudder, they had managed to dodge the falling rocks and with only a very few close calls.
As for the annoying pebbles that had decided to turn him into a boat and cause of his current stressful situation in his already depressing life... They jumped on his head like it was a trampoline
They rode against the waves, the one calm underground river was now like a raging ocean confined in a very tight container
They zoomed through the turbulent waters.
After what felt like a lifetime, they had managed to escape, and had manage to arrive in calmer waters. His mouth was foaming a bit, his head had received a bashing from waves, the occasional small rocks and worst of all, he had been forced to drink multitudes of litters of underground water that his stomach had actually bloated and looked like it was about to explode.
And the taste was really unpleasant, that as soon as it touched his tongue, he had wanted to vomit. It was only because of his lack of energy that he had not done so until now.
The only good news was aside from escaping death was that the pebbles finally stopped trampling his face... they have moved down to his stomach.
As the pebbles were jumping around, a pink little pebble slipped and rolled over towards his face, it had gotten stuck inside his nose.
His eyes jolted wide, surprised by the fact that one had entered his nose, his nose began to feel really..."Achuiii!" He had managed to sneeze her out.
The other pebbles stopped jumping and looked towards the pink pebble who was covered in snot, two dragged her away and dumped her into the water, making sure they held the pink pebble in their hands tightly.
The remaining two began scooping up water to cleanse the area of this unknown sticky liquid.
It was then they noticed that they were being stared at. They looked around but saw nothing abnormal... until they felt a warm breeze coming from the place they had come from earlier...
That was then, they had found the source of their uneasiness, the place they had stayed earlier had become alive! and it's stare was filled with so much hatred!
They slowly backed away, one even accidentally tripped and was too scared to stand up.
The three other pebbles returned soon after and were flabbergasted when they saw their two other terror-stricken companions.
Soon after, their gaze followed theirs
He and the five pebbles now then began to have a stare down.
A malnourished dragon hatch-ling versus Five pebbles....
Will the malnourished dragon-ling melt down the pebbles? or would the pebbles beat all odds and somehow defeat this fearsome foe?
Stay tuned on the next episode of....
I mean chapter.