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Title: Clothing Is Optional
Author: wranglingdragons
Rated: T - English
Genre: Fantasy/General
Published: 06-10-16 - Updated: 06-10-16
From the Ridiculous Sentence prompt "I'm going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else," on tumblr.
"I'm going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else."
Penn stopped to stare at Robert's secretary. He was getting irritated with that question—every security guard he'd passed had yelled the same thing at him from the roof on down to Robert's office— and snapped, "I'm a dragon; I don't pack a change of clothes for every time I've got to shapeshift into this form get through these damn small doors you mortals make."
The woman—Darlene, that's what Robert said his secretary called herself—leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms and scowled up at him. "You shapeshifted into that form using magic. You're telling me you can't magic up some clothes as well?"
Penn blinked then grinned. "You know—you're the first mortal to ask me that question."
"That's great. I'm still not letting you in there until you put on some underwear."
"All right." He waved a hand; materializing a copy of some red lacy underwear, some matching fishnet stocking, and a pair of red stilettos he'd spotted in a shop window on his flight to the tower. Darlene looked him up and down then nodded her head.
"Good enough." She pressed a button and Penn heard a click from the door and felt the shielding spell pull away from behind them.
After giving Darlene a nod, Pen sauntered into Robert's office. The man stared at him then stabbed a box on his desk.
"Darlene—"
"I told him to put on some underwear," her voice said through the box. "He put some on and I let him through." Robert opened his mouth to say something but Darlene added before he could speak, "He's welcome to take them off again when he comes back through here though."
Robert put his head down on the desk a moment then muttered, "Thank you Darlene."
"You're welcome."
After Robert tapped the device, Penn turned his grin on him. "I like your secretary."
"I'm sure you do."
Author: wranglingdragons
Rated: T - English
Genre: Fantasy/General
Published: 06-10-16 - Updated: 06-10-16
From the Ridiculous Sentence prompt "I'm going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else," on tumblr.
"I'm going to need you to put on some underwear before you say anything else."
Penn stopped to stare at Robert's secretary. He was getting irritated with that question—every security guard he'd passed had yelled the same thing at him from the roof on down to Robert's office— and snapped, "I'm a dragon; I don't pack a change of clothes for every time I've got to shapeshift into this form get through these damn small doors you mortals make."
The woman—Darlene, that's what Robert said his secretary called herself—leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms and scowled up at him. "You shapeshifted into that form using magic. You're telling me you can't magic up some clothes as well?"
Penn blinked then grinned. "You know—you're the first mortal to ask me that question."
"That's great. I'm still not letting you in there until you put on some underwear."
"All right." He waved a hand; materializing a copy of some red lacy underwear, some matching fishnet stocking, and a pair of red stilettos he'd spotted in a shop window on his flight to the tower. Darlene looked him up and down then nodded her head.
"Good enough." She pressed a button and Penn heard a click from the door and felt the shielding spell pull away from behind them.
After giving Darlene a nod, Pen sauntered into Robert's office. The man stared at him then stabbed a box on his desk.
"Darlene—"
"I told him to put on some underwear," her voice said through the box. "He put some on and I let him through." Robert opened his mouth to say something but Darlene added before he could speak, "He's welcome to take them off again when he comes back through here though."
Robert put his head down on the desk a moment then muttered, "Thank you Darlene."
"You're welcome."
After Robert tapped the device, Penn turned his grin on him. "I like your secretary."
"I'm sure you do."