Boiled, Poached or Scrambled? (Remy)

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Remy nearly jumped as the man appeared out of nowhere. Balinor was relatively imposing, even more so than most teachers. It certainly didn't help that Remy, being the ex-rat that he was, was much more skiddish than the normal person. He could even feel his heart racing just from that. It certainly didn't help that Balinor spoke Remy's name only moments later.

"I'm he; he's me; I'm Remy," the chef said in perhaps the second most confusing manner possible after reverting to Chinese. "Uh, did you need me for something? Because I'm kind of on a favor for Miss White," who still might be crazy, "and I'm supposed to be looking for Professor Balinor, the magic guy," it took all Remy had not to let his voice jump an octave at those words, "So unless you can help me find him..."

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This school could work wonderful magic sometimes, because that had to be what it was, magic, there was no other explanation for it. How else could he have accidentally stumbled across the one person he needed to find, just as apparently, they were looking for him. “Well you are in luck boy, I am Balinor the magic teacher,” said the wizard with a smile before continuing with, “and these cookies are most delightful, no truly, they are and-.”

Snow white was looking for him. If the home economics teacher was looking for him then that could mean only a couple of things, and he was assuming the whole dragon egg thing was right at the top.

“Show me the way boy,” he said, his smile disappearing and a serious expression clouding his face.

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"Well, that was lucky. Must be Fate or something," muttered Remy. because he certainly wasn't one to believe in magic. Fate seemed much more realistic, much more grounded in reality. Not that Remy wasn't about to believe in magic, having seen so much of it. He banished his scattering thoughts, shaking his head.

"What? Those--oh, thanks. I just whip--oh, right, this way," he said, gesturing. He turned on his heel, heading back toward the kitchens, moving as fast as he could manage. Remy was still mostly in the dark as to what was actually happening. All he really knew was that there was something in the oven that was now moving, and that Snow had asked him to fetch the magic teacher. It likely involved an egg, if Remy had to guess, but for all he knew they were growing some secret creature that was going to help them take over the school.

Boy, he hoped that wasn't it.

He stopped outside the door to the room he'd left Snow in. Pushing it open, Remy paused to hold it while Balinor entered. As the two did, Remy called out, his eyes immediately sweeping to look for Snow: "I brought Professor Balinor, Professor White..."

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While she waited Snow busied herself by gathering towels and water and anything else she thought might be needed, but eventually her curiosity got the better of her again. Stooping in front of the oven, she opened the door again, a little wider this time.

The hole in the egg’s shell had gotten larger, the cracks growing wide down the surface and the chirping had gotten a little louder. It stopped again, though, when she opened the door, that one eye pressing to the hold again to look at her. Soon the opening would be big enough for more than just the eye, and just as the creature pulled back and started to poke its nose through she heard Remy’s voice and popped up from behind the counter that had concealed her.

“Oh, good! Thank you,” she said to the boy before turning her gaze to Balinor and letting her eyes do the talking. Not everything they were saying was good considering he had assured her that the door would not open and now here it was before her, opened.

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Balinor followed the boy to the economics classroom only to find a rather panicked Professor White with a lot of towels and hot water. Crossing to her first he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and asked, “Did you look inside?” her expression said it all really and he continued, “My apologies my lady, I removed you from the spell as I thought that if anything went wrong you would still have access. And now, I am glad I did.”
 
Crossing over to the oven he opened it and said, “They should not be alone when they hatch, it’s to fragile too…it has cracks in it already…it-”
 
The Egg cracked all over, fire spluttered out of it and Balinor had to shield his eyes for a moment until the smoke cleared. There in the middle of the oven, in the remainder of the shell…was a little baby dragon. It was red in colour, a deep blood red, and its wings were still closely packed to its body. It flexed his legs and its claws, trying to move. Reaching for one of the towels Balinor wrapped it around the dragon, bringing it out of the oven and clearing the shell from it.
 
Turning to Snow and the student, grinning he said, “isn’t it beautiful.”
 
The Dragon then attempted to roll out of Balinor’s arms and he had to quickly place it on the counter before it fell to the floor. Once there it began to head in the direction of Snow. Balinor looked up at her and asked, “Did it see you? When you looked in on it…did it see you?”

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At this point, Remy had realized that he'd been pretty much ignored by the professors. This wasn't exactly something unusual, and he really couldn't blame them. Like them, he was busy staring at the hatching egg, an expression of awe upon his face. Remy hadn't exactly been exposed to magic long enough to really have a complete grip on it. He certainly wasn't ready to see an honest to God, dragon hatch out of its egg.

But the egg hatched in the oven. When Balinor took it, Remy darted over, looking inside to try and ascertain how much damage the oven had sustained. There were bits and pieces of egg everywhere. Remy tested a bit of egg shell with a cautious finger, before grabbing it. It felt harder than he'd expected, and he was still holding it when he heard a thud. The dragon ended up on a counter, and Remy walked over to stare at it.

"Are you guys supposed to have a dragon?" he asked, pointing at the creature with the shell. "Because that seems a little dangerous, doesn't it?"

He really hoped it didn't suddenly burst into flames or something. He was already trying to figure out how exactly he was going to explain this whole situation, not to mention his involvement in it all.

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Snow was not too pleased at Balinor’s explanation but now was not the time to berate him for it. When he stepped in to take over she gladly moved away to give him room. She should have washed her hands of it completely and walked away, but she couldn’t bring herself to do so. She did, however, jump back when a burst of flame was visible in the oven. Oh no, it was going to set her lab on fire, possible the entire school, and it would all be her fault for not telling this madman to take his dragon elsewhere. What was she thinking, incubating a dragon here? It was dangerous, even when it didn’t mean to be. This was a terrible idea!

Then, suddenly, all those thoughts fled when Balinor straightened up with the small bundle in his arms. She couldn’t deny it, the creature was beautiful, but many beautiful things were dangerous, even deadly. She had even forgotten that there was a third to their party as well until the boy spoke.

“Remy, I know this is a lot to ask but please, you can’t mention this to anyone. They can be dangerous when they’re full grown, but this...” she didn’t get to finish her sentence, not that she really knew how to explain anything herself, because she noticed the little dragon hobbling unsteadily towards her and she slowly started backing away.

“It... yes, the egg was already cracked,” she said, looking from the dragon to the magic professor with wide eyes. “I didn’t mean to open the door, I didn’t think that I could, but when I did it was looking at me.”

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Balinor looked to the young man and then to Snow with a somewhat concerned expression on his face. “This isn’t good,” said Balinor rubbing his forehead, as if that would help him think of a solution to the current problem.

Turning to Snow he said, “you remember what I told you about Dragons, when they’re born. The young make an immediate attachment to the first thing they see. In this case…you.”

Balinor motioned to the young dragon who was now staring up at Snow with a somewhat adoring expression…well as adoring as baby dragons can be, “I…I think it believes that you are its mother.”

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Boy, was Remy suddenly really, really glad he hadn't peeked in on the ovens ahead of time. Knowing about the dragon was one thing; being bonded to it as its mother was something else entirely. Already his head was spinning, and he didn't really want to think about what it would be like if you added a baby dragon into that mix. He was already looking at the creature like he expected it to leap across the room and start attempting to eat his face.

But that only happened in movies... right?
Right?

"Waitwaitwaitwait, so Snow White is now the proud mamma of a baby dragon?" repeated Remy as it all sunk in for him. He waved his arms. "Don't either of you think this is a little weird? How are you going to hide it? Haven't you seen that one movie, with the wizard kids and stuff? Hiding baby dragons doesn't work out well..."

Oh great, Remy just realized that he was now the little redhead kid in that...

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Snow was struck dumb by Balinor’s words. The dragon saw her as its mother; its mother. No, no, no, this couldn’t be happening. She could not take care of this creature, this dangerous magical creature. It was supposed to be Balinor, he knew how to handle these things, he could talk to the dragons. What was she supposed to do? Hide it in her desk and hope it didn’t burn the school down?

“Of course I think it’s weird!” she exploded. She knew how bad the situation was, and she had no idea how to handle it. “I can’t be its mother! I can’t even...”

She cut herself off, a pained expression on her face. She couldn’t even be a mother to her own children, how could she look after this... thing? Shaking it off she rounded back on Balinor. “This is your fault. I wasn’t supposed to be able to open the door, so this should never have happened. You fix this. Whatever it takes, just fix it!”

She could feel the dragon’s eyes on her but couldn’t bring herself to look at it again.

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The situation was going from bad to worse, Balinor looked between the two of them and raising his hands in what he hoped was a calming gesture he said, “In a school that is almost made of magic I’m sure we can come to some kind of solution.”

Looking at Remy he said, “hiding a Dragon will not be necessary, there is in fact many of them around here, they’re just very good at concealing themselves and since I am a dragon lord I am almost certain you have nothing to fear from any imminent attacks from them.”

Turning to Snow he said, “There is no way that I know of now to break this bond, it is something far deeper than my magic however I can certainly research it. I could try taking him from you but I am almost certain that if I do, it will not survive. That bond is important, they thrive upon it. It will not trust me, it will trust you. However, should you wish it, I can try.”

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Wow, Snow was taking this nearly as bad as Remy. He shifted his feet, feeling decidedly weirded out by that. He was used to being the one doing most of the overreacting; it was sort of his thing. Plus, Snow was technically an adult, a teacher even. On the other hand, this was a baby dragon they were talking about.

"Well, yeah, there are lots of fairies around here too, but most teachers aren't keeping them as pets," Remy pointed out, gesturing toward the dragon again. It did occur to him that he really wasn't helping, but it really wasn't his fault. They'd dragged him into this mess, not the other way around. That gave Remy a lot of creative license in his opinion.

"It does kind of sound like you're stuck with him, Snow," said Remy. He approached the dragon, leaning over to study it more closely. Remy had called it a he, but he had no idea how you identified the gender of something like this. Did they have a special scale pattern? Or were you supposed to look in the usual place.

"He's kinda cute," said Remy, looking back over his shoulder at the two professors, "you know, in that 'I'm going to grow up and eat your face' kind of way."

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Snow was near panic. Its mother, this thing saw her as its mother, and if she didn’t accept that it may not survive. That was a lot of pressure, and Remy wasn’t helping when he suddenly stepped up close to the creature, definitely within biting or flaming distance.

“Please stay back, Remy,” she said, clasping the boy’s shoulder and pulling him back a step. She knew nothing about dragons this young, so what was to say that they had to grow up first before feasting on faces?

“Try,” she said to Balinor, her heart pounding and a queasy feeling settling in her stomach. It was for the best. Whether it lived or died it would be better off without her. “Just take it. Please.”

As she said this she made the mistake of looking at the creature who was still staring at her in return. This time it wasn’t so easy to look away.

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The little dragon continued to look up at Snow, even as Balinor attempted to pull it away from her, “I will do my best my lady.”

There was a note of disappointment in his voice as he spoke to her, he thought that perhaps the woman might have relented just a little, taken pity on the little thing, but it appeared that was not the case. Attempting to keep a hold on it, he whispered to it in an old language, his eyes glowing gold just for a moment. The dragon that had appeared to be quite distressed at being pulled away calmed immediately and appeared to sleep. He didn’t like using his power to force dragons to do something, but in this situation it was necessary.

Turning to Remy he said, “Could you do me a favour boy and find me some raw meats, and if possible if you could cut them as thinly as possible that would be preferable.”

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Remy really couldn't blame Snow. Who in their right mind wanted a dragon? {Astrid, Hiccup, Merlin....} It wasn't like there was a lot of choice here or anything. Not that Remy really had a chance to say any of that. He was struggling not to fall on his butt as Snow dragged him back. The ex-rat thought about protesting, until the whole face-eating thing came to his mind. That shut him up in a hurry.

It also made him study the dragon intently, nearly forgetting about the two teachers for a moment. It really wasn't his fault; the dragon's, that is. He'd just been born, and he was likely as unhappy at the situation as the three of them. Well, maybe more upset than Balinor, who seemed to be taking this whole thing in stride (which really didn't give Remy a whole lot of confidence in the magic teacher).

Said magic teacher got Remy's attention, and the chef turned to look at Balinor. "You do know we're--never mind," he said, shrugging. He headed over to the nearby fridge, glad that they were actually in one of the cooking classrooms. Slicing and dicing meat would definitely be easy for Remy, not to mention almost calming, what with the whole dragon thing.

"just think of it as preparing dinner,' mumbled Remy as he rummaged through meats, trying to figure out which was best for a dragon. "He can't be a sloppier eater than Emile, anyway."