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Bellie breathed deeply out, staring up at the ceiling of the kitchen. In front of her, the fridge sat open, its door hanging lazily on its hinges. Absently, she gave it a weak flick with her tail, pushing it just enough that it swung shut softly with a rubber *krmp* as it closed.

She breathed in again, slowly, a bit shallow. She... wasn't hungry.

Suddenly, she hear a low, familiar grunt from a couple rooms away. Then, the soft clamping of familiar, alien footsteps. She didn't move when Boss came sauntering into the kitchen... nor when he almost tripped over her.

"GAH--"

Boss windmilled his arms for a moment, barely stopping himself from toppling over onto the still dragoness lying on the floor of the kitchn. He steadied himself, then shook his head with a hand to his forehead.

"Geez, Bellie, I almost..."

Normally, Bellie would have apologized or at least snickered. Boss trailed off when he realized she hadn't, and moreover, when he realized just what position she was in. She hadn't moved. She had barely even acknowledged his presence-- only a small, momentary glance revealed that she was aware of what had happened at all.

He stopped, lowering his arm from his head. He looked down at her.

"You, uh..."

She didn't respond. Boss put a hand on his chin for a moment, until something came across his face.

He sat down next to her, propping his knees up.

"Is it... today? The... mmm."

He narrowed his "eye" and looked off to the side. 'Anniversary' didn't seem like the right word.

Bellie didn't visibly react, but a second later,

"...I dunno." She spoke, almost mumbling, still staring straight up at the ceiling. Boss turned back to look at her, but found it awkward to try and maintain eye contact and so he let his gaze wander past her, neither of the two directly locking eyes with the other.

Boss gave a small nod.

"I've just been thinking, about... me. I don't know... I was really young. I remember some stuff, but... I don't even remember how old I am." Boss looked at her. "Am I an adult? I *feel* like one, but... how long am I going to live? You don't know, I don't know... and there's nobody else. How do I... I know some stuff from what I remember, and the history and my instinct and stuff, but... I'm the last one, and I barely feel like one. We might as well already be extinct."

Boss breathed and shifted where he was sitting, more to indicate that he was listening than anything else.

"I know we've been over this. I've just been thinking about it lately... since Egg Day, I guess." she remembered stumbling in on Raven and Blah when she'd dropped by, when the human was introducing Blah to the holiday's traditions... she'd tried not to let it show too much, but... She just hoped Raven wasn't as shaken as she was when she'd talked to her. She couldn't bring herself to feel like it was... it wasn't fair. She turned her head to look at Boss. "I know you said you'd let me know when you were just getting into it, but" she took a breath, "have you made any progress on that gene experiment thing yet? The one in the old mansion."

Boss shook his head, and Bellie turned back to look at the ceiling. "Not yet." he averted his eyes as well. "Without a second sample, the guesswork is... if I had access to my old tools back on Aldrich, then *maybe*, but even then, without Bo'la, I don't know if I have the brain power to figure all that out yet, ha." He stuck his hand behind his head, scratching the back of it. "And with Firebrand and the IDP, any offworld travel from here would just draw suspicion..." He trailed off. "...ghh, sorry. I don't mean to make excuses."

Bellie nodded silently, still staring at the ceiling. They sat there for a little while longer.

"Not hungry?"

She shook her head.

"You gonna be alright?"

She stared at the ceiling for a second.

"Mhm."

...

Boss shifted, nudging the edge of Bellie's wing where it layed splayed on the floor. The dragoness turned her head to look at him while he affixed her with the most assuring, determined look he could muster.

"You're not extinct yet. You're like..." he continued, faltering, the determination falling off his face. "...Korra?"

...

"pFTHhhh--" Bellie wheezed, squinting her eyes shut. She opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling again with an amused smile. "You dumbass."

-

Endeavoring to create the least-favorited piece of art featuring kink characters. Let's see if we can get less than 10!

PHEW, barely got this out in time for Blune. Don't wanna miss a month owo; Sorry this month has been so sparse! May was absolutely buckwild and June has been really laid back by comparison. I got some GOOD monkey brain stuff coming in the NEXT Blahtober entry for those of who who are into vore, though, don't you worry 8V and Visitors from Another Dimension will be getting some more entries, don't you worry-- AND I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT BELLIE OF THE DRAGON EITHER, I FINALLY GOT THE PAGE 3 SKETCH OFF MY LAPTOP AND ONTO THIS COMPUTER

geez, i sound like such a broken record in these descriptions =w0

Boss & Bellie the Dragon are (c) moi, blahblah866

Description
Bellie breathed deeply out, staring up at the ceiling of the kitchen. In front of her, the fridge sat open, its door hanging lazily on its hinges. Absently, she gave it a weak flick with her tail, pushing it just enough that it swung shut softly with a rubber *krmp* as it closed.

She breathed in again, slowly, a bit shallow. She... wasn't hungry.

Suddenly, she hear a low, familiar grunt from a couple rooms away. Then, the soft clamping of familiar, alien footsteps. She didn't move when Boss came sauntering into the kitchen... nor when he almost tripped over her.

"GAH--"

Boss windmilled his arms for a moment, barely stopping himself from toppling over onto the still dragoness lying on the floor of the kitchn. He steadied himself, then shook his head with a hand to his forehead.

"Geez, Bellie, I almost..."

Normally, Bellie would have apologized or at least snickered. Boss trailed off when he realized she hadn't, and moreover, when he realized just what position she was in. She hadn't moved. She had barely even acknowledged his presence-- only a small, momentary glance revealed that she was aware of what had happened at all.

He stopped, lowering his arm from his head. He looked down at her.

"You, uh..."

She didn't respond. Boss put a hand on his chin for a moment, until something came across his face.

He sat down next to her, propping his knees up.

"Is it... today? The... mmm."

He narrowed his "eye" and looked off to the side. 'Anniversary' didn't seem like the right word.

Bellie didn't visibly react, but a second later,

"...I dunno." She spoke, almost mumbling, still staring straight up at the ceiling. Boss turned back to look at her, but found it awkward to try and maintain eye contact and so he let his gaze wander past her, neither of the two directly locking eyes with the other.

Boss gave a small nod.

"I've just been thinking, about... me. I don't know... I was really young. I remember some stuff, but... I don't even remember how old I am." Boss looked at her. "Am I an adult? I *feel* like one, but... how long am I going to live? You don't know, I don't know... and there's nobody else. How do I... I know some stuff from what I remember, and the history and my instinct and stuff, but... I'm the last one, and I barely feel like one. We might as well already be extinct."

Boss breathed and shifted where he was sitting, more to indicate that he was listening than anything else.

"I know we've been over this. I've just been thinking about it lately... since Egg Day, I guess." she remembered stumbling in on Raven and Blah when she'd dropped by, when the human was introducing Blah to the holiday's traditions... she'd tried not to let it show too much, but... She just hoped Raven wasn't as shaken as she was when she'd talked to her. She couldn't bring herself to feel like it was... it wasn't fair. She turned her head to look at Boss. "I know you said you'd let me know when you were just getting into it, but" she took a breath, "have you made any progress on that gene experiment thing yet? The one in the old mansion."

Boss shook his head, and Bellie turned back to look at the ceiling. "Not yet." he averted his eyes as well. "Without a second sample, the guesswork is... if I had access to my old tools back on Aldrich, then *maybe*, but even then, without Bo'la, I don't know if I have the brain power to figure all that out yet, ha." He stuck his hand behind his head, scratching the back of it. "And with Firebrand and the IDP, any offworld travel from here would just draw suspicion..." He trailed off. "...ghh, sorry. I don't mean to make excuses."

Bellie nodded silently, still staring at the ceiling. They sat there for a little while longer.

"Not hungry?"

She shook her head.

"You gonna be alright?"

She stared at the ceiling for a second.

"Mhm."

...

Boss shifted, nudging the edge of Bellie's wing where it layed splayed on the floor. The dragoness turned her head to look at him while he affixed her with the most assuring, determined look he could muster.

"You're not extinct yet. You're like..." he continued, faltering, the determination falling off his face. "...Korra?"

...

"pFTHhhh--" Bellie wheezed, squinting her eyes shut. She opened her eyes and looked up at the ceiling again with an amused smile. "You dumbass."

-

Endeavoring to create the least-favorited piece of art featuring kink characters. Let's see if we can get less than 10!

PHEW, barely got this out in time for Blune. Don't wanna miss a month owo; Sorry this month has been so sparse! May was absolutely buckwild and June has been really laid back by comparison. I got some GOOD monkey brain stuff coming in the NEXT Blahtober entry for those of who who are into vore, though, don't you worry 8V and Visitors from Another Dimension will be getting some more entries, don't you worry-- AND I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT BELLIE OF THE DRAGON EITHER, I FINALLY GOT THE PAGE 3 SKETCH OFF MY LAPTOP AND ONTO THIS COMPUTER

geez, i sound like such a broken record in these descriptions =w0

Boss & Bellie the Dragon are (c) moi, blahblah866