I woke up the next day covered in dried blood and kinda thirsty. I quickly made sure my egg was okay before letting myself relax. I was hungry, thirsty and felt sluggish as I rolled onto my back.

I got up and started walking out of the lair but stopped just as I reached the entrance. What if the rats came back while I was getting water? I couldn’t risk losing my last egg. I had food, but no water. The chance of the rats coming back is too high.

Especially the one that had gotten away, hopefully I had managed to give it a scar so I could recognize it. Otherwise I would have to kill every single giant rat with the same vigor. I smiled at the thought of ripping them apart.

I walked back over to my egg and laid down. As long as it hatches soon I would be fine. I could go a few days without water. And I had enough food to feed me for weeks. All I need to do is sit here, simple.

The day passed quickly with not much happening. I snacked on some of the rat corpses but other than that I didn’t really move. My egg thankfully was fine and seemed to have grown.

It would all be worth it as soon as this egg hatched. Why did I care so much? My parents in this world didn’t seem to have cared. I mean should I just let it loose once it hatches? Also why should I care if it gets destroyed.

I had the same argument with myself earlier but still. Why is it that this egg is causing me to lock myself away and risk dying? I grumbled to myself while snuggling closer to the egg. It would be nice to not be alone anymore.

I slept through the night, waking up in the morning to check on the egg before going back to sleep. I spent the next three days this way until my thirst became unbearable. My throat was so dry I could barely hiss and my head felt like a bear had just sat on it.

It was like a combination of having the worst hangover and getting repeatedly punched in the brain. I stared at the egg for a few seconds and sighed, pain racking my body as I began to shovel mud over it.

I needed water, if I waited any longer I would die. I would have to risk leaving the egg alone. I got up and started walking away but I almost instantly became anxious. “I can last one more day” I collapsed next to the egg and stared at it as my eyes closed against my will. I was so tired. I just need some rest, then I get some water.

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Egg’s POV

My eyes shot open as I glanced around. It is time to break free! My queen awaits! I began slamming my head into the shell as hard as I could, doing my damn best for the queen! After only a few hits a hole appeared and I began to attack that area as hard as I could.

It took a few minutes but I managed to slide out of the egg. I looked around and shouted. “I’m here my queen!” But for some reason I couldn’t see her. I wiped my eyes and began looking for her.

The ground here was weird, it felt warm and scaly. Why would the queen make her nest here? I glanced down and squealed! “My queen!” I hopped onto the mud and began pacing around her. “What happened here?”

I looked around the large space and noticed multiple giant rat corpses as well as a large amount of blood. I also spotted three eggs that had been destroyed. I glanced down at the queen and saw that she had long scratch marks along her stomach as well as a missing leg.

I felt tears form in my eyes, who had done this to my queen? Revenge would come later. She needed food and water. So it is time for me to do my duty! I quickly raced out of the nest my queen had built.

I needed something that could hold water, there was a lake nearby which means I just needed something to carry it. I didn’t see anything so I just took a big gulp of lake water and sprinted back to the lair. I quickly dug a small hole and spit out the water. Most of it was absorbed by the ground but some of it stayed.

I repeated this journey a few times until the puddle was nice and full. Then I quickly ripped off a few pieces of rat meat and laid it next to the puddle. I nudged the queen a few times, eagerly staring at her as she slowly stood up.

Queen’s POV

My body still felt strange as I woke up, and I was even seeing things. A mini version of me was staring at me next to a small puddle and some weird strips of meat. It was acting like a puppy jumping up and down as it stared at me intently.

I ignored it and began drinking the water eagerly. I could feel my mind slowly returning as I started to munch on the strips of meat. After finishing eating I curled up and went back to sleep, ignoring the weird hallucination.

I woke up a few seconds later and said, “Holy shit a mini version of me!” I looked down and stared at my kid. I had a kid! It started back up at me and said. “It is an honor to be in your presence, my queen!”

I frowned and said. “No I’m a king, I’m a boy. Eh, who cares. My kid! Oh I gotta name you. And myself I guess.” I stared at my kid for a few seconds then asked. “Are you a boy or girl.” It answered back. “I am a female my queen!”

I frowned and said. “Again, not a queen. I’m the king. Alright then, your name will be Diana! And my name will be… I’ll decide later.” Diana hopped up and down as she said. “What do you want me to do my queen? Can I stay here with you? Can I join your nest? Oh I am so excited! I can’t wait to hang out all the time. This is going to be so fun!”