OK, so you're a little awkward in this new form. Have to be careful with doors from now on. You don't seem to be that large. Best guess is about fifteen feet long, but maybe weight what you did before, perhaps 170lbs? Leaning back you can get your head to eye level easily enough, but you can't rise much further off the floor without feeling a little precarious. Go much higher than that and there'd be more of you upright than laying on the ground. You could likely do it, but it'd be hard.
So, you're at Ashley's door. What to do? You're pretty sure you have some kind of magical powers... but you haven't a clue what kind! Legends about Quetzlcoatls are a bit vague. There is of course the legend of the great Maya leader/god, but also other legends about snake/bird hybrids that sound like Quetzls. Are they the same? Maybe, well, every now and then someone turns into one? Like you did? Perhaps that's how the legends form? Who knows! This still doesn't solve what to do. You could just go in and savor the sweet aroma of your sister? No, no don't think about eating her! Bad Jake, bad!
You take a deep breath and take the plunge. You're going to have to tell someone eventually.
"Um, hey Ashley?" you say, and are surprised to find your voice just the same as normal. No 'hissy' lisp or anything. Well, maybe that's just in cartoons?
"Mmmm? Oh Jake, go back to sleep! It's early and a Saturday! Mmmmmmm."
"I'm sorry Ashley, but this is important, but please don't open the..."
You were going to say 'door' but she bursts it open before you can finish.
"Um, at least until I explain?" You finish weakly, Ashley in her blue nightdress staring fixedly at you, her mouth hanging open in shock.
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