The Safety Behind the Pillows

I sat huddled in the corner surrounded by thick pillows. There was one to my left, one to my right, one straight in front of me that the other two were leaning against and then there was a fourth that was on top of my head in order to keep me from being seen. I had been trapped like this for hours and I was wishing for sweet release of my bladder.

Cursing my luck I resigned myself to fantasies of telling my friend to go die in a hole. He had tricked me! He had said that I would be fine, just come in, put the food into the large metal bowl and then leave. I hadn't been informed as to what kind of pet my friend had. Turns out, it was a damn dragon!

After arriving the dragon decided that he didn't like me and wanted me dead. The pillows were the only thing that was keeping me from being eaten.

My phone rang and I jumped slightly. The pillow on top of me fell to the side, revealing my head to the dragon. There was a growl rumbling through its chest.

"Ehehehe...Be a good dragon, now..." Slowly I grabbed the pillow as my phone rang from my pocket. I moved it back into place before I grabbed my phone and answered it. "Hello?" I whispered.

"Leigh?" It was my friend!

"David! Oh my god! You didn't tell me your pet was a DRAGON!"

"Get out of the house," David ordered.

"Why?"

"I don't have a pet dragon."