Dean furrowed his brows after being treated so badly out of nowhere. Suddenly, his crowd of admirers was gone, dragged by that cute and angered blondie that began to scold him abruptly just for giving to the kids what they wanted: a good story.
'I would understand what she was saying if it wasn't true at all, but what I said was well found in reality. I mean, dragons aren't that strange to talk about anymore. Magic things and deeds are something even more common as well since the arrival of "Chaos" and "Willpower" in this world. It shouldn't be a big deal...'
Dean tried to think of a reason why she would act in such a way, but he was out of ideas. In the end, he remembered something that his mother said to him and that he learned in school as well. His father advised him about it, too.
"Son, there is a time every month when everything is the man's fault. Just don't argue and assume your universal fault in every single thing. And that's when the woman is..."
