DoA - Drawlloween 2020: Signing the Trick or Treaty

Fish swam between the thick kelp, which shimmered in the light pouring through the surface of the water. Quiet whale calls sounded through the ocean, the poor variety of fish nearby swimming to the shelter and safety of kelp. The base of the kelp was surrounded by soft white sand, scattered between the plants were large rocks, small barnacles and shells scattered over their surface. Bodies of various dragons slowly swam through the kelp, but there was one in particular that was looking very frustrated.

 

After all of his tricks, Spessartine had finally had enough. 

 

She smacked down a thick reel of papers onto a rock in front of Malachite, the green dragon pulled back, startled, from the impact. The pair were either side of this rock as it came up to their chest, underside pressed against to the white sand.

 

"You have had far too much fun tricking me into doing things. You need to stop!" Spessartine whined softly, flicking her tail in frustration, eyes narrowing dangerously towards him. "If you don't sign it, I... I... won't tolerate you being near me." 

 

Malachite raised an eyeridge, ever so slowly. Had he really gone that far, with just having fun? 

 

"Look, if you haven't enjoyed spending time with me, I completely understand... But come on, making me sign papers as some... Peace treaty?" He asked quietly, to which the amber dragon simply smirked.

 

"Would you sign the papers? After all, as you have said yourself, this is now officially a treaty." She simply asked, a small smirk hidden on her face as she indicated the stack with her head. Although, it was clear that Malachite hadn't even read them. 

 

"But Spessy, there's so many pages... Surely I haven't-"

 

"Please just sign it." She instructed, quite firmly, as she indicated the pages again with her head, a small hint of frustration evident in her voice. 

 

That was when Malachite seemed to get the hint, turning his head to look down to the papers, before a surprised look went over his face. He moved his flipper, bushing over the papers, opening them to read through those pages. He flipped open page after page, his surprise turning quickly to ruefulness, and a bit of pride on his face. There was only a single catch with him even attempting to read this treaty.

 

There was absolutely nothing written down on them. 

 

Relief flooded through him, and he gave her a small chuckle, moving his head to grab the small piece of stick, scrawling his name down on the pages. The amber dragon laughed in amusement, moving her flipper to gently nudge his shoulder. 

 

"See, there's nothing wrong with signing my trick or treaty!" She laughed in victory.

 

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