change of plans, i have suddenly had a burst of inspiration and am going to do chapter 4 rite now.... well when you read this it will already be done but you get the point.....you do get the point right? anyhoo lets go
Chapter 4: The Dragon
As Gizor entered the store he noticed that it smelled like old people, crinkiling his nose he continued deeper into the store, until he found bread and fish sticks, heading to the checkout he asked the cashier where he could find the dragon, the cashier pointed to a mountain and then asked him if he had an air miles card, which he didn't and was promptly beaten up for.
After the occupants pf the store were done beating on Gizor for his lack of an air miles card, he left the store and headed to the mountain. "how am I ever going to climb THIS" he complained looking around, luckily there was a chairlift as the mountain was also a ski resort.
As he reached the peak he looked and found a small cave, he went inside and there he saw what appeared to be a dragon. "Prepare to be slain oh dragon" the dragon turned around and it was then Gizor realised he had no weapon.
The dragon walked forward out of the shadows, and upon a closer look it was actually a dragoness. " I'm pretty sure my punching bag wasn't supposed to arrive until next week, but you look as good as any so I guess ill start" the dragoness said in a menacing tone. " Gah, please don't kill me, I still need to give this Bread and fish sticks to the king who also told me I was supposed to slay you." Gizor screamed liked a little girl. "calm down, you'll burst something, I'm not in the mood to clean up after yourself so im going to make sure sure you clean up that puddle before you leave." she said pointing at a mysterious puddle under Gizor. "Your not a real dragon, I on't have to slay you, but who are you?"
he asked. "My name is Viera Mistaken, and I have an offer to make, the king is... overstepping his boundaries, actually he's just pissing me off, so your going to end him ok?" Viera said calmly. "and if I don't?" Gizor asked. "let's just say i'll cancel that order I have on my punching bag, get my drift?" She said. Gizor gulped nodded and began to walk away. "wait, take this, it's my cellphone number call me when your ready and i will come help." she said handing him a slip of paper. "can I text you?" Gizor asked. "just go away." she said almost wishing she had killed him. Gizor sighed and left the cave, heading for the dry cleaners.