To the Dragon Lady in the Kitchen

Clark had foreseen that his future would be filled with bad luck, but he hadn't foreseen that he would get a dragon.

"I'm certain," Clark said furiously, "that you're the worst gift I've ever received."

"I know," Gift said with a cheeky grin, climbing onto the stove as her tail swished back and forth. "But Clark, I want squid strips and venison for dinner, and sugar-milk pudding too."

Clark flatly refused. "No way. Don't even think about it. I'm broke. I can't afford to keep you even if I sell potions."

"All right, just this once. You light the fire."