Snippet #2624936

Min would never have guessed that the commotion in the kitchen was caused by baby dragons. While he stood in stunned silence, someone else summed up what he was feeling:

"No way you are real."

Min agreed. Dragons? On this planet, in this time period? In his eggs? Without taking his eyes off the hatchlings, he said, "Ok, which fucker bought these? No, more importantly, where did you buy these? Because I'm thinking maybe you should never go there again. Ever."

Slowly, still a bit wobbly, each of the tiny creatures had approached a human. The one that came to him didn't look like the dragons he was used to seeing. It was scaly, yes, but it was basically a noodle. Part of him wanted to take it apart. See how it worked. Figure out what animal its internal systems were like. Another part of him wanted to see how big it could grow. How long that would take. Could he.. keep it?

He put out a hand for it to smell like you would with a cat. It came closer, barely grazing his fingers with its nose. It licked him with a rough tongue. Then it bit down.

"Ow!" Min snatched his hand away to survey the damage. The dragon backed away at the sudden movement. The thing didn't seem to have teeth, but the pressure of its jaws alone was enough to leave a mark. He didn't do anything to deserve a bite, did he? Maybe the little guy was hungry.

What did dragons even eat?