Page 126 of The Pushy Pixies Are Going Down
There was a fucking baby dragon inside that egg!
“Holy fucking shit!” I shouted at Chaos. “It’s alive!”
“Told you.”
“But… but how?” My body was buzzing with excitement. “Do you think the pixies brought it back to life the way they bring plants back to life?”
“That… kind of makes sense.”
Win said, “It at least makes sense why they’re being so crazy about it.”
Aeson cleared his throat. “Uh, that’s true. Buuuuut… what do we do with it? It can’t go to that other museum. It’s a freaking baby dragon. What’s gonna happen when it hatches?”
I grimaced and stared at the egg for a long moment. “I guess I’m taking it home with me until I can find a sanctuary or a zoo that can take it.”
Aeson leaned over the seat, staring at me intensely. “Will they let you, though? What if they try to take it?” He looked so concerned.
I thought about that for a second before a slow smile spread over my face. “After what happened with Sola, I decided to look into getting an emergency housing license for faeries. Since I own a rehoming pest company, it was easy to get. Technically, I’m allowed to take any faerie I find that’s either not being taken care of properly, is in an unsafe place, or any we find on the job. I highly doubt the museum has the proper paperwork for a dragon. You don’t need a special license for pixies, so…” I trailed off with a shrug.
Aeson’s grin was wide. “That’s awesome. Oh my god, that’s seriously perfect.”
I shot him a smile, then glanced down at the egg. “Would one of you mind doing some research on the proper way to care for a dragon egg? I might have to buy some supplies on the way home.”
“On it!” Ace yelled before sliding back into his seat with Win looking at him with a fond smile.
Chaos cleared his throat. “You know… if it’s really as old as the plaque upstairs says, that’s not gonna be like the small dragons we’re used to. It’s gonna be as big as a house when it’s fully grown.”
Everyone froze and stared at him, my eyes widening in horror.
Fuuuuuuuucccckkkkkk. He was right. This wasn’t a small dragon. It’d be humongous as an adult. Who the hell was going to take a dragon that big?
“Shit.”
He snorted. “Yeah. Shit.”
We all sat on that for a few minutes before Win said, “Okay. There’s nothing we can do about that now. Let’s just worry about what the egg needs right this second, and we’ll figure everything else out as it comes.”
I nodded. “Good plan.”
My boyfriend sent me a small smile. “Do you want me to call Sharp and tell him he can’t take the egg?”
I shook my head. “Nope. I’ll handle it, if someone else wants to hold the egg?”
Chaos opened his mouth, probably to agree, but Aeson beat him to it, practically yelling, “I’ll hold it!”
My eyes widened at his enthusiasm, but I didn’t hesitate to pass it over the seat as carefully as I could.”
Chaos said, “I can take over doing research. Did you start a supplies list, Ace?”
As the two of them made plans and a shopping list for me, I pulled out my phone, took a breath, and called Sharp’s direct number.
He answered on the second ring.“Hello?”
“Hello, Mr. Sharp, this is Miles, the exterminator.”
“Did you get the egg? Should I come out to my car to drive it away?”
I cringed a little and held in my sigh. “I’m sorry to say this to you, but the egg isn’t a fossil anymore.”
