Mimizu

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(made by EvanEsant)My TreasureMimizu was bored.
After seven thousand years living with her hatch mother in the Great Fae Nest, she had been nothing but excited to explore the world, unlock her magical potential and find amazing riches to hoard. She had heard stories about her older siblings settling in ruins, or conquering cities, or digging up ancient artifacts of unspeakable power, and she wanted to do something just like that.
So clearly she was frustrated when after a century in the human realm, she was still living in the same dirt hole that she found when she first came to this world.
This wasn’t at all what Mimizu had wanted. Where was her treasure? Her land? Her power? This stupid ditch she had been living in was supposed to be an awe inspiring cave, adorned with gold, diamonds and jewelry. Instead all she got was rainwater.
She was sick of this. So what if she was a good deal smaller than her siblings, and couldn’t perform magic as well as the rest of them, and had a cave that smelled of rainy mold!
She would go out and have an adventure too!
…And preferably soon, because her hole in the ground was starting to overflow.
Mimizu flew lazily over the storm clouds gathered below, thinking how best to have an adventure. An hour passed, then two as she glided along, daydreaming. She wondered what kind of treasures were there in the human realm. A century of boredom and laziness had given her zero information on what humans were even like. The only things her mother ever told her
about them were to ignore them unless they tried to attack, in which case they would make a
good snack. At the time, Mimizu had thought that piece of advice was all there was to know
about humans, but looking back, she didn’t think her mother had ever tried to converse with
them at all.
She shook her head, realizing she was getting off topic. The biggest priority for her
should be figuring out what her future cave will be filled with. Many times, she had seen her
older siblings bring back tribute in the form of their most preferred treasure. It was usually gold,
some gemstones or rare metals of the like, but some dragons, like her, had more exotic tastes.
Truthfully, she never had seen the point of hoarding the equivalent of shiny rocks so
much. Sure they were beautiful, but they seemed to bring in more trouble than good. Indeed,
Mimizu had witnessed firsthand the damage humans could bring to her siblings, desiring the
treasures they kept in their lairs. Every so often, one of her older brothers or sisters would return
to the Great Fae Nest to recover and heal injuries, some near life threatening.
No, Mimizu wanted none of that. Not only could she never hope to defend herself
against something that could injure a strong dragon like her older siblings, she didn’t want to
have to fight for her treasures. She had never intentionally hurt any living thing if she didn’t
absolutely need to. Her family had mocked her for not wanting to eat animals, but she just
couldn’t live with the fact that an innocent creature needed to die just because she was a little
hungry.
Mimizu shook her head again, clearing her mind of those depressing memories. That
settled it. No gold or jewels for her. She would just have to find something else to adorn her
future cave. But then what?
She had thought back to all the hoards of varied treasure her older brothers and sisters
kept. One of them lived in an abandoned castle, and had every hall, room and wall crammed
with artwork from all corners of the world. He often brought back tapestries or paintings of
mismatched color, parading it around and claiming that it was the most beautiful thing in
existence. Another lived in the forest, tending to a garden full of beautiful and delicious herbs,
trees and spices. Fruits of every description were brought back as tribute when this dragon
returned, and Mimizu greatly appreciated the gifts, considering her aversion to eating meat.
She deliberated on what treasures to collect for a while longer before something below
the clouds caught her attention. It had been several hours by this point, and she realized she was
no longer flying over a storm, but carefully cultivated farmland. And next to those farms was a
small but quite active village.
How interesting…
Mimizu slowed her pace, observing the humans in the village. They really were
interesting. What were they doing, waving those flags and marching down the village like that?
She had to know.
Casting a quick invisibility spell, she landed on a human den to get a closer look at what
she was doing. She appreciated being small enough to be able to sneak around unnoticed, and
her weight didn’t cause any of the human dens to collapse. Now, what were they doing?
“Festival fruits and bread for sale!” A human shouting into the crowd caught Mimizu’s
attention. “Revel in the bounty of the annual harvest together! Free for the festival today only!”
Mimizu’s eyes were locked onto the human and the fresh loaf of bread he waved in his
hand. Her draconic senses were all telling her that she wanted some of the food he was giving
out. But she was a dragon. Dragons were dignified in their appearance and actions, and they did
not go begging for handouts from a human.
But it looked so good…
Before Mimizu even realized what she had done, she had cast a simple shapeshifting spell
onto herself. If any of her siblings could see what she had done, she’d be humiliated to no end. It
was considered shameful to cast this particular spell because, well… They were dragons. To try
to pretend you were anything else was the height of foolishness, as the dragon was the king of
beasts in any world.
Mimizu shook her now humanoid head, shaking the negative thoughts away as well as
getting used to her new body. There was very little chance of any of her siblings finding out
about this anyway, as long as she was quick.
Removing her invisibility, she cast a mirror in front of her, examining her handiwork.
She looked delicate, compared to her strong scaly dragon form. She had light, pale skin with
bright green eyes. Her soft, almost dainty face made her look childish, as if she weren’t millenia
old. Pink hair flowed down to her waist, and she was adorned in a simple white dress with a pink
skirt. She still had some draconic features, her wings, horns and tail had not changed along with
her transformation, but this was her first time trying shapeshifting. She’d learn over time.
All in all, Mimizu liked her new look. She stared at herself in the mirror, giggling to
herself, jumping up and down on her human feet, and spinning around in circles just for fun. It
felt surprisingly good to be in this new body. Natural, as if she had been this way for years,
instead of minutes.
The smell of something delicious broke Mimizu away from the mirror. She almost
forgot the reason why she had taken this form in the first place. Quickly, she hurried off the roof
and landed lightly in an alleyway. She hoped nobody had seen her dancing in front of a mirror
on top of a house, but after a minute passed and nothing happened, she felt it was safe to come out.
Mimizu had three revelations while walking around the town square. The first was that
large amounts of humans bunched up together made her very uncomfortable, as if everyone was
looking and judging her negatively. Was she standing out too much? Maybe her hair was too
bright, or her tail was getting in people’s way. She should’ve waited to improve her spell more.
What if the humans figured out what she really was?
Another tantalizing smell reached her nose and her worries instantly vanished as she
approached the new food stall. The second thing she had learned, by going to each and every
stall she walked past, was that human food was delicious. There wasn’t a single item she had
tried so far that she didn’t like, and with every new delicacy, she found herself wanting more and
more.
The third thing she had realized was that, contrary to what her siblings had told her,
humans were actually really nice. Her siblings had told her that humans were nothing more
than greedy, selfish creatures that only cared about their own survival. They didn’t care if
something died, so long as they lived. Mimizu had lived on stories of her brothers and sisters
getting driven from their homes because a human desired the treasures they had and stole them
simply because they could.
Yet for some reason, Mimizu had received nothing but kindness from these humans.
They seemed eager to lavish her with food and praise, never expecting anything in return.
Mimizu had even tried to pay one of the humans, after he had given her an extra helping of fried
vegetables on a stick, but he declined, instead putting even more food into her hands.
Mimizu was conflicted. Which of the stories did she trust? Was this all a show? A plot to
attack her while her guard was down? Or were humans really not as bad as her family had said?
What if humans were kind deep down, and her family had only experienced their terrible side?
What if the opposite was true?
Mimizu was once again brought away from her thoughts by the smell of something
delicious in the air. She perked up, tracing the source of the smell to a small, cozy looking
cottage with steam rising from a chimney. A sign was set in front of the entrance with “The
Aurora Cafe” in big, bright lettering. A menu was listed below, detailing prices for various
beverages and foods she had never heard of before.
At the sight of this building and the sign out front, Mimizu hesitated. She had never
gone into a building yet, and she didn’t know if she should. She was using the crowd to blend
in, but she couldn’t do that in there, right? What if she stood out? What if they asked questions
about her horns, or wings, or tail? What if they figured out she was a dragon?
Right. She shouldn’t go in there. It might look inviting, and the smell was amazing, and
her mouth was watering at just thinking about what treats they might offer, but she still
shouldn’t. It was too dangerous. There was no telling what could happen, and if she needed to
escape, she definitely didn’t want to hurt anybody, or destroy the entire building. It was a
shame, but she could find other places-
“Hello, and welcome to the Aurora Cafe! My name’s Chloe, how can I serve you today?”
Mimizu looked up, startled out of her thoughts. She stared into the eyes of a girl who
couldn’t have been older than 16. She had light, caramel colored eyes that matched her short,
straight hair. She was a bit shorter than Mimizu’s humanoid form, and stood behind a glass
counter, where pastries of every variety were on display.
“I-” Mimizu started, her mind reeling.
What was she doing here? Didn’t she just tell herself she wasn’t going into this cafe? Was
she hypnotized into coming here? Was this a set-up?
“Um, ma’am? Can I help you?” The human, Chloe, asked. Mimizu startled again,
forgetting she was even here.
I need to stop doing that…
“Umm - yes. Hello. O-one please.” Mimizu stammered. She still wasn’t used to speaking
with a human mouth yet.
Mimizu didn’t exactly know what was going on, but there was food involved, so she
reverted to asking for “one”. That usually worked when asking the humans outside. Sometimes
she even got more.
The girl behind the desk giggled. “Our menu is right up there. We have drinks, pastries
and sandwiches. What would you like?”
Mimizu felt her face heat up. Of course that wouldn’t work. Why had she even tried? It
was definitely apparent that she didn’t know human customs, and it was only a matter of time
before everyone figured out she was a dragon. What would they do then? Would they attack her
like they did her siblings? She should get out of here. She should-
“Ma’am? Are you okay? It’s okay if you can’t read, I can read the menu to you. We have
cocoa-”
“That. One of that. Please.”
Mimizu’s face was burning up by now, and she was sure the receptionist was calling for
help. She didn’t even want to look up at her anymore, too afraid of the face she would see the
girl make.
Another laugh, and then the same cheerful voice reached her ears. “Coming right up!”
The girl said.
Mimizu looked up, wide eyed. She wasn’t about to get attacked? Or threatened? Did she
not know she was a dragon yet?
“Can I get a name for the cocoa?”
“M-Mimizu,” She answered automatically, only realizing afterwards that she made a big
mistake. They knew her name now! That could be bad, if they knew the right spell to use they
could-
“Mimizu. That's a pretty name,” The girl said with another giggle. “Alright, Mimizu,
your order will be ready shortly. You can take a seat over there, and we will call your name when
it’s ready!”
Mimizu hurried to take a chair, afraid to even look at the girl. She really screwed it up
now. It was only a matter of time before someone connected the dots and found out she was a
dragon. What was she going to do now? She didn’t want to hurt anyone, but she didn’t want to
go back to her rainy hole in the ground, either!
Soft chatter reached her ears, and Mimizu finally took a look around the building. What
she saw made her eyes widen. This place was absolutely bustling with humans. People were
sitting across from each other, chatting amicably, laughing or simply enjoying the atmosphere.
Some others were drinking something that smelled amazing, reading papers in front of them.
They all had smiles on their faces, sipping from sweet smelling mugs, or eating sticky pastries
Mimizu had seen at the counter. They all had smiles on their faces, and Mimizu felt her worries
drain away as she gazed around.
Mimizu watched all the happy faces in the cafe. She watched the humans talk, laugh,
play, enjoy their meals. She saw how the humans would greet each other as they came in, always
inviting, always cheerful.
Mimizu didn’t know what to feel. Centuries of stories of her family getting injured,
killed or worse by the same humans happy and laughing here made her wary. She had always
assumed humans were nothing more than barbarous beasts, no more capable of reason than any
animal. But here, they seemed as harmless as a pixie. Was it because she was in human form that
they were treating her so nicely? Yes, that must be it. Why else would they treat her with such
kindness if she didn’t look like one of them? Or maybe-
“Here’s your cocoa!”
Mimizu looked up to find herself face to face with the girl who took her order. She held a
mug of steaming brown liquid inside, and placed it down in front of Mimizu with a smile.
Mimizu smiled back involuntarily.
The girl didn’t leave however, and Mimizu’s smile disappeared as she took the seat right
across from hers. This wasn’t normal. Did she know who she was? Was she trying to blackmail
her? What was going on?
“You said your name was Mimizu, right? My name’s Chloe, but I already said that,
didn't I? I’ve never seen you around before Mimizu. Can I ask where you’re from?”
Mimizu froze. How should she answer? Should she answer? She didn’t think “The Great
Fae Nest” would be the appropriate answer to give to a human. So then what? She didn’t know
the names of any large cities in this realm, or any location at all for that matter. So what should
she answer with? What answer wouldn’t give away the fact she wasn’t a dragon?”
“...hello? Mimizu?” Chloe said, and only then did Mimizu realize she had been saying
her name for a while now.
“It’s alright if you don’t want to answer… I was just curious,” Chloe said placatingly. Her
smile was gone, and in its place was a concerned expression. Mimizu thought it looked wrong
on her dainty features.
“It-it’s fine. I’m just not from here. I don’t think you would know where I’m from,”
Mimizu spoke quietly.
Chloe brightened up instantly. “Really? What’s it like? I’ve always wanted to go outside
and travel, but mother never lets me go anywhere. What’s it like? Is it a big city? Does it have
magical castles like in the stories?”
Mimizu leaned back in her seat, and only then did Chloe realize she was leaning over the
table. She flushed, and sat back down with a mumbled apology.
“I just get excited about these things, you see. I’ve never left this village before and I’m
deadly curious. What is your home like?”
Mimizu hesitated, wondering the best way to answer. She wanted to indulge this human,