Your Unstable Dose of G/t (fluff?)

Bro idk how to title stop asking for one >:c

Part 2 of the previous chapter!

TW: Death... but it gets better, just trust me.

Also... extra long chapter! Hope you peps like it!

Oh yeah JaiTheBookwormUwU you asked, I delivered.

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"How about we eat this one next?"

A maniacal laugh came from the shadows... "Oh I don't know about that... old human meat doesn't taste too good." The two shared a hearty laugh... and I would've too... that is, if they weren't talking about eating me.

"Y-yeah you should let m-me out!" I gripped the wooden cage and pulled at it as hard as I could. "I-I'm well over m-my prime! A-and I'll taste bad!" They laughed in response as one drew near, placing its gigantic hand unto the top of the trap.

"We would... but the our ogre elder wouldn't be so keen on letting go easy meat. Especially how you fell into a trap that wasn't even ours to begin with!" He laughed again. "I-I mean *snicker* how dumb could you possible be?! It's a wonder that humans are still all alive! I can't believe how stupid your puny race is!"

I slumped back unto the unforgiving cold floor as a bonfire cast their shadows over me, my eyes filled with tears as I looked up. The night sky was beautiful, a full moon shone brightly. Stars and galaxies filled my vision..... perhaps it was a pretty night to die under... I've lived a long, long life anyways.

"Now come on, the tribe grows hungry." The taller one approached, grabbing the wooden cage easily off the ground. 

And as he walked, I saw more of them... more ogres. They were humanoids, just about a tree high each. Their green tainted skin was barren and shown through minimal clothing, most wearing leather from some animal. They had no encampment, just weapons... and a huge pot of boiling water to cook me in.

And soon enough, my pitiful form was placed on the ground in front of a seemingly... older ogre. "Is this all you've caught today?" His voice was deep, unnaturally so. "Pathetic. I expected better of you younglings."

"Well... elder, there seemed to be a shortage of animals around here..." the supposed young un explained. "No boars... bears... cows... hell even birds. It's as if something just made them all extinct from the place."

"Nonsense! You excuse is unreasonable as it as stupid. There's no way an entire valley had been picked clean! I expect more from you tomorrow! Unless you want to be punished!" The Elder reprimanded as he took up a stick with a... very human skull on the top of it. "Now o-

"Wait!" I shouted... "I-I can't be eaten!"

"...and why is that?" The elder kneeled down, his intimidating stare piercing through my soul.

"W-well I've a disease... a disease that will kill you." Needless to say, they didn't look very convinced. "It's... the dragon's curse."

A collective gasp went amongst the tribe, some even backed away upon hearing it. "Pah! A lie if I've ever heard one! I highly doubt that you would outrun a dragon! So... what was it? Tough times got to you and ya needed a few golden coins? Were you hired to steal from a dragon? Or did you just have a death wish?" He snickered and laughed.

"N-no... I raised one." 

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"You jest, no dragon would be foolish enough to lose one of their eggs. And even if you did raise one, they'd eventually follow your scent, the curse that always tells a dragon where you are, and eat you once they've matured! I wasn't born just yesterday you dumb mut-" BOOOOM!