Warning! Dark themes ahead! You can't say you haven't been warned!

Slasher whined as she looked at her mother and Medallion.

"Please mama?! I promise I won't let her hurt anyone!" Her voice was heart breakingly cute, and I felt my heart drop. I didn't want to go, but that voice is eventually going to force me into a corner.

"No, Slasher! You don't know how she'll react to the hatchlings, and you KNOW how she gets in cold air!"

I freak out ONE time and suddenly I get the label of a weatherphobe. Talon was glaring at me as I sighed and stroked Wench's feathers. They fluffed under my touch and she purred quietly.

"Talon's right dear," She purred. "We don't know how she'll react to the little ones."

"I'll keep her on her leash and everything! I'll even bring a muzzle! I'll bring her food and her treats and her drum! I promise I'll keep her under control, and I'll drag her in the wagon!" She was whining desperately and begging for me to be allowed. Slasher looked at Medallion and gave those sickeningly cute eyes. Every time she uses them, I nearly die inside. Why. Why do birds have to be so cute?!

"I don't know dear... You should listen to your mother... Although, she is very instinctual... Maybe she'd be able to protect Slasher from those older griffons she's always running into. What do you think Wendy?" Medallions large icy blue eyes drifted over to Wench, and she smiled dumbly as I stroked her feathers.

WENDY. HER NICKNAME IS WENDY. OUT OF EVERYTHING YOU COULD HAVE CHOSEN FOR HER, IT'S WENDY.

Seriously, these griffons had a sweet spot on their heads and they LOVE being pet there. Talon was the worst about it, and just to tease him I would tackle him out of nowhere and pet him. There was a time where he was doing the dishes, he bumped into me, and I scritched the back of his neck basically disabling him. It's like scruffing a kitten, only cuter and with giant birds of prey that can eat you.

"Yes... Yes I suppose. That makes sense. You can take Mikros to school with you for show and tell on ONE condition." She eyed the hatchling with an amused look at her eager celebration.

"Yes mama! Anything!" She giggled excitedly and I whined.

"You bring back your little friend Rue."

Rue? That's a new- non griffon talon inspired -name.

Slasher clicked her bead to me and I looked at her skeptically. Before I forget to mention, I think it's the time for me to say something weird.

I was learning beak language. Apparently, every dominant species on Equss had a type of sign language. Ponies have hoof language, Griffons had beak language, where you click your beak for speech because there was never a deaf griffon in the entire history of Griffondor, only mute ones. Minotaur ... And you heard me. Minotaur... Use body language like normal. And others... Make me feel weird to talk about.

I clicked back with skepticism.

=You're not REALLY going to make me wear a muzzle are you??=

Slashers feathers fluffed.

=No!...OK well... Maybe just until e get a little ways into the trees, but not all the way!=

I glared at her and huffed as Wench clipped the leash to my collar.

"Alright, sit! Sit girl," I did as commanded with a grunt as I looked straight ahead with a small glare. "There a go! Now stay. Stay here so I can get your coat." Medallion levitated them over before Wench could move, and he nuzzled her cheek, making me want to throw up. He levitated the winter wear over my skin and I huffed as the hat was put on my head and clipped under my chin via a "human proof" chin strap, and boots were nearly levitated onto my feet before I hissed and grabbed them from the magic hold.

I would like to keep my remaining dignity, thank you!

I pulled my boots and huffed as gloves levitated in front of me. I sighed and put those on as well, and stood up. The coat was thin, and comfy and warm, and the clothes were warm enough to protect me from the light flurry of leaves outside. The hat, boots and gloves were over reactions, but hey it showed they cared.

"Did you know humans have the mind of a hatchings?"

FUCK YOU, I AM MUCH MORE MATURE THAN YOU KNOW!

=I'm going to plucking kill you Medallion!=

I really wanted to learn the word for fuck, not pluck, but she didn't know what the letter F was.

I was quickly levitated up and into the wagon, and this made me growl. Slasher fastened the muzzle to my face and I groaned at her, now unable to click for communication. There was a smile.from Wench as she handed me an entire stick of hard pepperoni. This was... A guilty pleasure of mine that I allowed myself to enjoy. Slasher strapped the human wagon around her waist and I was given a blanket and my bed, which I had also taken to when I wasn't beating my drum for the amusement of the guests.

"You remember, if sh gets aggressive, you put the muzzle on her instantly!" Medallion warned and I glared... Knawing on the stick of meat.

He eyed me back and we just stared at each other. Wench pulled him inside and then we started off on our journey to the school. I pulled at the muzzle and coughed on the pepperoni stick slightly.

=Slasher, how far is the school anyways?=

"Oh... About a 18 minute walk." My smile was evident as I began to climb out. of the blasted wagon and walk on my own-

"No! You're staying IN the wagon! I don't want anyone to suspect anything!" She snipped at me and glared back twisting her head around and glaring back at me like Wench would, like I was an animal.

=I'm not an animal. I'm not like the humans here you've seen that!= She could see the look I was giving her, and I started to feel resentment.

"Just... Stay in the wagon." She looked back ahead and I looked her up and down. What's gotten under her crest and stayed?!

I leaned back into the pillow bed and ate my stick of pepperoni and I looked at the clouds. I'm not sure when, but I had dozed off and woken up with a blanket over the top of the wagon, and the muzzle was left on my face. Precaution of the school? Maybe. I sat up and poked at the blanket, clicking my teeth and trying to chitter.

=Srsher?? Were urgh we??=

My beak language was obviously broken because of the muzzle, and my L became R, but she still knew what I was chittering out I hoped.

A few moments passed...

Then a few minutes...

=My school room, don't move around to much. I don't want anyone getting suspicious.=

I grumbled and looked around through a hole in the wood. I could see a little. I had paper and pencils in here with Slashers backpack, so I grabbed the nearest pencil and began to write everything I saw, the alphabet of the natives here. I wrote down the alphabet, and smiled through the muzzle. That's a weird sentence to say if you don't know the context heh...

I scribbled down the writing and behaviors of the teachers. They seemed uninterested unless they got to a subject they adored, like science or math.

A bell rang after a little while, and I found myself looking around as I began to move. Everyone left the room but Slasher, and she came over to hand me my pepperoni stick. I had taken off m coat now, and smiled up at her.

"Everyone's gone to reading time, use the bathroom quick and then jump back in the wagon. The bathroom is in the corner so hurry." I set my pepperoni stick down and jumped out, running to the bathroom to go.

Great. I thought to myself, Now I go on command. How fun.

"Slasher, where are you- oh... Oh I see.." The teacher walked in and saw me with the door slightly opened to make sure no one was coming. It didn't work.

"That's very clever Ms. Griff! How did you teach your human to use the Griffons room?" She was mildly amused as I closed the door a little more.

"Th-the old, good girl bad girl routine Mrs. Pigeon!" She was trying to sound smart and big, and I flushed the toilet and washed my hands, opened the door, and stood dumbly waiting for the conversation to end and Slasher to 'command' me back into the wagon.

"I see... Why is it here?" The teacher looked at Slasher with a slight look of predatory gaze, and I could tell something wasn't right.

"U-um... F-for sh-show a-an-and t-tell..." Slasher mirrored a look of a mouse against a cat, ready to run at any second.

"I see." She purred and walked up to the small griffon and I watched in fear and horror at what she was doing. She cornered the little griffon and kept her there, nipping and biting at feathers on her neck. She was getting to her underbelly now. Se had her claws around her throat.. She was going to... This had happened to me once while I was first moving to America... A teacher cornering me... Doing things without my consent.

Not a second goes by when I don't regret not kicking that guy in the balls.

A pang of rage burst through me and I picked the small griffon up and held her away from the massive towering beast that stood before me I turned with my back towards the corner and straightened out the little griffons ear, chittering to her that it's OK and that it was over as quietly as I could as I preened her feathers and dried the tears streaming from her eyes. There was a gentle moment of silence between each hic and sob that I felt more and more rage build up inside me. I was definitely going to write an... anonymous letter about this to Medallion, Talon, Wench, and Claw. That should get this taken care of...

Pigeons feathers bloated up in a horrific show of 'dominance' and she glared at me.

"Bad! Bad human! Put her down this instant!" The predatory look never faltered and I feared what would happen if I followed the order.

=Surck a sarck you dirty old hag!= I clicked to her and she fluffed up in repulsed surprised shock.

"It... It knows beak language?!"

I took off my muzzle and glared at her.

Don't tell anyone you piece if scum, because no one will believe you in the slightest. Think of how you'll get your daily dose of sick twisted perversion then huh?! You'd be in the looney bin, so I suggest you shut the pluck up, before you get smacked the pluck up!=

She looked at me, completely shocked as I held the little griffon behind me. There was a moment of silence and she huffed angrily before turning.

"SECURITY, WE HAVE A HUMAN ATTACKING A STUDENT! HELP!!"

Ohh you sonnofa BITCH!

I sat down as quickly as I could and started rubbing Slashers back to release tension building. Several griffons, big and burly burst in and held spears inches from my face as I continued to pet the griffon in front of me. Luckily, the teacher didn't notice my actions, and when I tilted my head, the principle walked in, and looked at me. She was unamused by the fake call for help.

"B-but it was towering and growling and ripping out feathers!" She looked shocked as she looked at me and I cooed softly and dumbly at the griffons, signifying docileness. There was a happy moment of me getting to flip her the bird as the guards dragged her out and to the front.

The bell rang, I sat the griffon down, and dove back into the wagon as she fixed the blanket. The rest of the dy was unevenful except for when one of the little hatchlings decided to peek in the hole and look at me as I pretended to sleep. She became all giddy and happy, and I was amazed at her cuteness.

Slasher got her to swear not to tell anyone, and she nodded enthusiastically on one condition...

She got to be the first volunteer for our little presentation.

She clicked to me, asking if it was OK, and I clicked back a muffled 'Yers' and she agreed.

Slasher was excited.

I was excited...

What were these little shits doing to me?!

I sighed and smiled as my wagon began to move. We moved... And moved... and moved... Until we made it to a darker room on a stage. Slasher told me I'd be preforming.. Just not for the whole school.

I was quickly unveiled to the mass of fluff and fur that was the adorable young audience. They all gasped at my skin color and I peeked out comicaly, earning a giggle from everyone.

"Alright everyone! It's time to meet.. MIKROS!" I hopped out and looked around. The look everyone gave me was either amazed or bored...

Until I pulled out my drum and wooden spoon.

I began to beat a simple beat.

Bum

Bum

Bum bum Bum

Bum

Bum

Bum bum Bum.

Everyone became amazed, and I began to walk around, carrying the pot under my arm and the old in my arm. Slasher began to tell a story.

"Once there was a griffon!" Bum "Who's life was gold and fun!" Bum "She played and played and played her games!" Bum bum Bum "But they could not be won!" Bum "She worked so hard to find a way to win the games she liked to play." Bum "But she couldn't find one. She searched all day and searched all night." Bum bum Bum She clicked for me to stop and I did.

"But the search was a loss. She tried and failed and tried again, but nothing seemed to work. She looked low and high and high and low, then low and high again... But all she found was the sky. She saw the sky for the first time in months, and she wanted to fly. But all of that searching had hurt her wings and weak they had became! So she watched the birds and cried and cried, but finally something came to her.She didn't have to go to the sky.... She could see it perfectly with her eye!" She smiled and looked back at me.

"The moral of the story is to stay positive and do what you like, and try to enjoy the path on your way to your goals."

Everyone cheered loudly and clapped and clicked their beaks in applause.

"And now for what you've all really been waiting for, believe me I have too... Human wagon rides!!" The first claw up was the little griffon from before and another few. They could all fit, so Talon chose them all.

They cheered and jumped into the wagon and I began to allow Slasher to harness the rungs to my shoulders, and off I went. I pulled my cargo with precious precision. I walked around, exploring the school and moving faster when asked and slower when told by the teachers, and not a single one complained. By the end of the day I had given everyone a ride in my wagon, and they were happy. All of them.

Now it was time to go home, and I was exhausted. Dragging toddlers around would do that. Now I rested in the back of the wagon and sleepily dozed off.

Half way there, I was jerked awake by Slasher crying out and a loud male jackass laugh.

"What's the matter baby feathers?! Can't handle a little teasing?!" The voice was grating.

"Hey, lets see whats in lunch meats wagon!" My wagon was shoved over and my muzzle came flying off. I looked around confused as I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Holy pluck! Lunch meats actually got a pet LUNCH MEAT IN HER WAGON!" The three guys started laughing their asses off and I looked at Slasher and her friend. The smaller one was wearing a flower necklace and wearing glasses. She wasn't a griffon though... She was a pony. I aw blood dribbling down the both of their legs and cuts on their faces.

I clicked to her.

=I'm gonna ask you once... Please let me kick the guys ass.=

A moment of silence.

=Go for it.=

I snarled loudly and pounced on the largest, biting and punching and scratching like a feral ghoul from Fallout. I screeched and he screeched and it was a jolly old time of me kicking the leaders ass. The other two left after that, and never bothered to come back. I walked over with a little bump and a scrape.. and another slash across the right side of my face like the one from talon when I was almost literal lunch meat.

"WHATEVER LUNCH MEAT, YOU'RE NOT EVEN WORTH THE BLOOD ON MY TALONS!"

With that little break down I assume he flew home to mommy and cried about getting his ass kicked by an exotic human owned by a poor girl named Slasher.

I roared after him and he shrieked in fear as I took a step after him. I'd never really give chase, but still.

The little unicorn levitated back into place and I was son to follow. The muzzle was not placed on my face, but instead in the bag. I knawed on my pepperoni stick which I had been trYING TO WIDDLE DOWN SINCE BREAKFAST!

=Hey Slasher?=

=Yeah Baladia?=

=I'm hungry...=

There was a groan and I smirked.

For me, today was a productive day. Took down the Griffon alphabet, took down a pedophile teacher, and saved my friend from a bully. Now I could sleep. Sleep peacefully.

and maybe get this FUCKING PEPPERONI STICK GONE!!

Author's Note

Here you go have that. This was an emotional one that I decided to write to help me out of my tight spot. Don't forget to leave a like or something, point out mistakes and misconceptions, and let me know if anything needs clarification!
Bye bye!
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*tiny confetti popper* longest chapter yet!