After several more accidents and a few moments later Galaxar was at the Russet Dog Inn & Tavern sitting at the bar holding an ice pack to his face. As he was nursing his newly forming black-eye, Eimi was sitting next to him happily stuffing her face with all of the goodies his friend Jet had supplied her.

"Are you sure you're going to be alright?" Eimi mumbled with a mouth full of food.

"Quite sure," he chuckled as he tried not to wince in pain as he bumped his eye with the ice pack. Trying to further act tough in front of the cat-girl, he called out, "Hey Jet, hook me up with the usual."

Jet looked at him with a stern look on her face and placed her hands on her hips as she got ready to refuse to serve him a Hamaelis Water, remembering what had happened the previous day. Galaxar shot her a pleading look, seeming rather desperate to try to impress the girl he was with. She sighed and got him his drink, knowing this was not going to end well. Eimi watched Galaxar take a swig of his drink and promptly pass out.

Jet shook her head and walked off thinking, "Well that's what he gets."

"Are you ok?" she asked as she leaned over and poked the unconscious Galaxar lying on the ground. She proceeded to poke him several times more when there was no response.

"Hello?… Are you awake?… Hello?"

After several moments of getting no response from Galaxar, other than some quiet snoring, a mischievous look crossed her face as she pulled something out of her pocket and placed it around his neck. Jet turned around as she was wiping the mug dry with her rag. She glanced at Eimi who was finishing fastening a strange collar around Galaxar's neck.

"Hey, what are you doing?" she asked as she put the mug down and walked toward the cat-girl.

"He is my pet," Eimi gleamed happily as she pressed a button on the collar, which made Galaxar take on his small dragon form. "I found him in the woods."

Jet was about to grab her hammer from behind the counter and defend her unconscious friend, but when she noticed Eimi snuggling Galaxar up against her cheek, she realized that the small dragon was not in any trouble. She turned around began to tidy up the dishes from the cat-girl. Suddenly a smile crossed her face as she thought of the surprise Galaxar would be in store for when he awoke. She chuckled and said silently, 'It serves him right...  maybe now he'll think twice about drinking Hamaelis Water in his human form.'

Several moments later Galaxar awoke to an odd, yet strangely soothing sensation.  Something seemed to be rubbing against the side of his head.  It felt rather soft and almost tickled in a way.  He was still quite groggy and would normally prefer to sleep until he was no longer suffering from the side effects of the Hamaelis Water, but the soothing sensation upon his cheek sparked his curiosity.  He slowly opened his eyes, determined to find out what this feeling was, and noticed everything looked a lot bigger than it was before he passed out.  Galaxar brought his hand to his face only to find out it was a claw.
 
'How did I change forms while I was passed out?' he wondered.  Suddenly he began to hear a purring-like noise.  'Crap, this isn't good,' he thought.  He turned his head to find himself staring at a furry cheek.  'Definitely not good.'

"You're awake," Eimi said as she noticed he was staring at her.  

"Would you care to explain how I got this way," he asked.  She pointed to the collar around his neck in response.  He tugged at the thing around his neck trying to remove it without any luck.

"You won't be able to cut or chew through it either," she told him as she watched him attempt to pull it up to his mouth.

Galaxar dropped his hands in momentary defeat.  "How exactly did I end up wearing this?"

"I put it on you while you were unconscious," she said with a grin.

"Well that answers my other question of why you knew so much about it," he replied.  May I ask why you decided that I needed this new accessory?"  He added sarcastically,  "Does it bring out the color of my eyes perhaps?"

"Because pets are suppose to wear collars," Eimi replied looking rather confused at the question.

"I was just wondering when you came to the conclusion that a human would make a good pet?" he clarified.

"I didn't," she responded.  "But I thought a tiny dragon would."

"Perhaps, but I was surely not a dragon when I passed out," he stated.  "If I was I wouldn't have passed out in the first place."  

"No, but I knew you were a dragon," she said, "and not just any dragon.  I knew you were the dragon I was looking for."

"And how's that?" he questioned.

"I have a good sense of smell," she told him.  "I knew it was you."

"Of course, why wouldn't a cat have a good sense of smell?" he said as he cursed his oversight.  "Why did you even ask if you knew it was me?"

"I didn't realize until after I asked," Eimi replied.

Galaxar let out a sigh.  "Now I'm sure you'd make a good owner and all, but I am not a pet and don't care to pretend to be one, so please remove this collar and put me down."  She shook her head and smiled.  "Now look here," he began, but was interrupted when the tavern door burst open.  As the door flew open, an all too familiar knight strolled in looking furious.  Galaxar cringed in Eimi's hands and tried to make himself unseen.

To be continued...

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