I don't like heights

[holfastgardner]

*chants quietly to himself* He won't drop me, he won't drop me, he won't drop me, I'm not going to fall to a bloody painful death, he won't drop me... *clings*

Comments

[smaugthegreat]

*lands* I didn't drop you. *kisses him and sets him down*

Re:

[holfastgardner]

*kisses back then gratefully sits down* I know. But I'm always afraid you might. *sits for a moment, calming down, then stands leads the way to the door* You sure? I mean, it's a bit small for you.

[smaugthegreat]

I'd catch you if I did.

I'm sure.

Re:

[holfastgardner]

Thank you. *smiles brightly*

Ok. *pushes the door open* Hi Gertrude, I'm back! And we have a guest. *holds the door open for Smaug, then closes it and hangs his cloak neatly on its hook. hurries over and checks his plant, nodding in satisfaction when he sees it's all right*

Well, what can I get you? I think I have some ale, or wine, maybe a beer or two... *rummages in the fridge and cupboards*