Every time I looked at Oriharukon, I was embarrassed.

He also avoided crossing my eyes. Then one day he grabbed me by the throat with his paws and held me vertically against a rock: One word of our secret and I'll rip your tongue out. This is the absolute secret of the dragons. The weak point of our race and our pride. Many humans have been killed for it.

"Oriharukon , bisexual and gay people are persecuted in many countries too. But they make a strong and solid community. They too could help us if the secret was revealed."

I surfed on the internet with the cell phone my mom gave me and I discovered that many reptiles have zz and zw genes unlike the xx and xy genes of mammals and that we can integrate their genome but our genome still dominates and the more we are able to reproduce with the same genus.

Oh yes, Marc, about your computer, I think I broke it!

I was curious and the image is frozen and it says update non stop!

Me: Is it okay to go through my stuff?

But it looks so cool!

I opened my computer and Oriharukon didn't do any damage, he opened it carefully but it's too small for our big paws. We should find something more appropriate.

Ok, I'm going to order the GIGABYTE BRIX Projector and we'll be able to watch directly on a bigger screen and its laser keyboard is ideal for our big paws. Yes I'm going to order another one also for Orichalcum. and a mobile parabola for satellite internet. And the cable for the signal to hide and the matt solar panel hidden too, disguised as an old cardboard on an inaccessible peak!

Hello, ma? Yes, don't worry about money, I have a gem for you, it should cover all your expenses for the rest of your life. Do you have the mobile bungalow? All of it?

Give me the dimensions, I'll wedge it in the den with my powers. And also the windows, which look out, they have to be black matt or green or rock so that you can't see from outside! Yes? it's done? Great, it's done. And the PCs have arrived?

Here are the GPS coordinates, and yes, a prepaid emergency mobile phone please! We're looking forward to being with our family!

In the den, I empty the area of the residential caravan directly with the dimensions simply by teleporting the rock in the darkness and making it fall in a dark corner elsewhere and I make an access tunnel with a sliding rock to hide the bungalow in case curious people dare to visit my home. Holes have also been made to connect the whole to a cesspit and the bungalow is connected to the solar circuit a window overlooks the valley but on the wall of a precipice with a ledge. So, unless you are suicidal and roped up, you cannot see the window, which is moreover, hidden by a glass without stain, matt, color of the rock. So almost invisible.

The truck went to the parking lot and mom was there. I had been watching her for some time and she said.

Mum : "You can drop it here, we'll come and pick it up with another truck ."

"But, ma'am, this is public land, a public parking lot, we can't unload it here. I'm not allowed to unload it."

"My son is a magician and he will make it disappear before your eyes!"

"HAHAHA, that's a good one. That's why you asked to cover it in black!"

"Yes, he will! You've been paid, right? so ah, look, it disappears!"

And the bungalow sinks into its own shadow under the dark tarpaulin.

"But how is that possible??? It is no longer on the trailer! The tarpaulin is still there!????"

"I told you he's a magician! He's successful in his shows, you know?"

"Yes, but it scares me, besides before, there was the reintroduction of the wolf, then the bear and now the dragons. Well, it seems that they are nice but they have big teeth and I wouldn't like to be in front of one if you know what I mean."

"No, Sir! I don't know what you mean but I respect dragons. They took care of handicapped people the other day!"

"Yes, that's right, I take it back. Sign here as you picked up the merchandise."

I had the bungalow and I felt the serious mana load. I had to drink a little and eat to regain strength with the rock and transport in the dark dimension to the den and position it. correctly without crushing it. All this taxed me!

I had also cut out a staircase turning in the base of the rocky peak for her to leave the cave without taking a big jump. The staircase arriving at the base in an almost natural infractuosity and hidden by ivy and hard brambles (spell of Oriharukon to hide entrances) The brambles spreading out at the touch of mother and taking their place a few minutes later. If an intruder forces his way through, he is stung by larger spikes and illusions of tarantula-sized spiders. VERY Effective! The illusion is based on the phobia of the intruder (scorpions, snakes, ants, fleas etc...) All this was explained to mom.

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They then took a secret path covered with brambles of fire that spread as they passed. and they arrived at the secret staircase.

After a while, they went up the stairs and above, they could admire how we were installed. She was able to sit and talk with Karrrine and Orichalcum who had left in a discussion about the story that was my father's dada. My father offered him a good case of red wine and a large historical atlas and Oriharukon was very happy to share his knowledge with him. My father was a smoker and he offered Orichalcum a mega pipe to put tobacco in. Karrrine was not happy at all but mother told her, they are men, they are happy with little!

Mom was discussing barbecue recipes to make and she brought spices and herbal teas and also anti-smoking candles, a gift that was quickly appreciated.

They moved into the bungalow and put away their things.

But Mom was happy to see that we were happy and together as a family. She even forgot that we were dragons.

She was anxious at first, but she and Dad overcame the species barrier.

Then in the evening, she had a long talk with Karrrine who really became her best friend and she too received a Smartphone to keep in touch. But the discussions I spied on were about the future and the difference in aging. Alas, we were immortal and they weren't and she was preparing something along those lines: news and gifts to be found and searched for eternity to hear about herself in 500 years. My mom was great and Karrrine admired her for it.

They stayed a few days and saw that the den was very clean and well structured. She made a few suggestions for storage and alcoves and we did as she said. It was fun. We took pictures and she asked me if there was something eating me, apart from not being human anymore but she said: You know, sweetheart I think you found a great family and very nice. I won't always be there and that's the nature of things. But look at the positive things. You have magic, you are strong and loved, a shelter, a family and food. Plus you don't age! But I would like to have your little ones in my arms at least once.

Oh how I love you, mom...and she whispered to me: take good care of Kraa, she is a really nice person. They closed the bungalow and after checking that everything was in its place, they pushed back the rock that sealed the entrance.

They left again by the path and returned to the car but another van was parked next to it and blocked the access.

Madam? Mister?

Environmental police! I ask you to follow me to the police station. You can take your car but please follow us!

There, while doing my patrol, I watched my parents go in their car and people in plain clothes asked her to follow them. I follow them while flying, trying not to be noticed, but it's in the middle of the city. Damn it!

transformation or darkness...???? no, darkness is better and as a human, find a vehicle and waste hours arriving and still find the place. Penitence. It's at a time like this that I don't regret being a dragon.

I tell my family that mom is in trouble and I'm going to see what's going on.

"Ma'am, I'm Inspector Drix.

-Your vehicle is abandoned for 15 days in the forest and you are in a nature reserve. You risked having your vehicle taken away but I am summoning you for something else.

-A bungalow disappears and you disappear for 15 days. A carrier has been checked by chance because this type of shelter is very popular with travellers who settle wildly in the reserves and it turns out that your mobile home has been delivered next to your vehicle. This creates a suspicion of concealment or participation in a sleep merchant organization.

-Pictures from surveillance cameras show you repeatedly in contact with dragons, especially in the dark.

You know that they are a particularly dangerous, protected and near extinction species. It is estimated that there are only 4 or 5 individuals in the world.

They are also in quarantine. and we know nothing about them. You're taking risks for yourself and others. I speak for you too, sir!

-In these pictures, we see you in the dragon's lair. on the edge and sitting on the black dragon's paw! The picture is taken by a drone.

Here are some more, again and again. We also see you in Germany and on the vandalized ruins of Bouillon.

Has the loss of your son made you lose your mind?

Before I charge you with violating the regulations of the domains and reserves and severely hindering university research I would like to hear from you.

But my first question: why is it that the dragon is so attached to you?"

Mr. Drix, do you have children?

Yes, ma'am, but I don't see the connection with my question.

"Mr. Drix, sometimes a mother keeps her secrets in the grave no matter what the cost or threat to her when it comes to protecting her children. Do whatever you want to me, threaten me, lock me up, torture me but I have my secrets and I am a grave."

Drix: "I see. So I have to conclude that the secret you're keeping has something to do with your son and the dragon. But according to the report, your son died in a cave named ... the dragon's cave ... at age 9 AND I have a copy of the report of your child's rescuer at age 6.

So your son went back to the cave and disappeared for good this time. But what is suspicious is the report of the speleologist gendarme: Your son was on a dead dinosaur or skeleton dragon and the torrent took everything away.

More curious was the smarphone falling to dust and the photos recovered on the memory chip, resistant in gold. The photos show medieval events and the one of the dragon in selfie, which are the same as the dragon here. It seems that the photos are 1300 years old."

Mom:"Leave my son alone."

"AH.

Yes, I understand. Your son is the dragon!"

"Leave the dragon alone! "

And mom lost her temper and got angry!

"Madame !! , please sit down!. You are in a police station!"

"Nonn, nooo," she started crying..."I knew this was going to happen sooner or later.... PArdon Marc! Pardon me, I'm sorry!"

Shht (mamaaann, I'm here in the corner, I hear everything, I'm near you, you have nothing to reproach yourself for).

Then she got up and looked around: "Yes, they're going to know everything!"

The Commissioner was taken aback and looked in the direction that Mom was looking and saw nothing. Then he looked at my father who was not surprised and who kept his cool.

"Sir, is she always like that?"

Father: "Only when she is afraid for her son."

Drix: "But her son died when he was 9 years old! a year ago."

Father: "Not Dead, Disappeared! Big difference. But my wife is rarely wrong."

Drix: "I see.....

I think I've touched on a sensitive subject, and I apologize, but I can understand, ma'am. But how can I give credit to this aberration?"

Father : " imagine for a moment that this is true. How would you do it?"

Drix:" I'm not a profiler like in the TV shows. My job is to make sure that the law is respected and if there is a violation, I have to crack down.

I want to know the truth about your 9-year-old son. What did you do to him? And why did you brainwash your poor wife? You killed your son and you lied to your wife who lost her mind and she found a way to tame these giants by convincing herself that she is their mother.

That's how I see it. You are a murderer!

You ordered a bungalow to hide in the wild, in a reserve and among the dragons. As if a beast trainer was hiding behind his lionesses to escape from the police. You have ordered survival gear and are blaming the dragons.

You are the same as the Canadian in 2013 who raised 7 meter long reticulated pythons that by chance escape and will kill their son when he strangled them himself and put the blame on the poor beast who refused to eat his unfortunate little master. The poor beast was shot because it was not attacking the father but the murderer of his little master."

Father:" But this is delirium!"

"Inspector Drix, don't make my son angry, you are putting us all in danger!

We'll pay the fines and everything else, but stop this madness."

The inspector ordered that my parents be taken into custody.

I followed him and found out where he lives.