I did the only thing that made sense in that critical moment.
I fed the baby.
Well technically, I had no idea what that little bugger was.
Was it a baby? A byproduct? Poop?
I was completely clueless then.
It could be Arabella's baby. But who the hell was the father? It couldn't be the fugly golden dragon which she had just absorbed, could it?
"F**KKKKKK NO WAY!" I thought in horror right before an even more horrifying thought struck me.
"Wait a minute, what if it wasn't Arabella and that fugly golden dragon's kiddo. What if… it is MY kiddo with the fuglyfuglyfugly golden dragon??? F***!!!!!! Who's the father and who's the mother in that case? I don't want to be the mother! That would mean that… F***!!!! NO BLOODY WAY!!!!" My mind was so horrified that it seemed to splinter in every direction as one ridiculous thought after another hit me like a waterfall deluge of filth pouring down on me.
