Writing Prompt Pandemonium

One story.

Three writing Prompts.

Nine minutes.

Enjoy.

“Be a veterinarian for dragons, they said. It’ll be fun, they said.” He tossed the wad of used bandages to the other side of the room. “Fun, my foot!”

“Which one? The one inside the dragon, or the one you still have?” A woman asked. She was the one who had gotten him into this mess. He glared at her.

“I expect you to pay for my medical bill.”

She held out her hands, palms up. “I’m broke,” she said. “Sorry. Freelancing for dragon rides doesn’t pay very well.”

He gave a short laugh. “Gee, I wonder why.”

“And to make matters worse, the moon has disappeared, which is really messing with my schedule.”

“I’m sorry for your pain,” he said, and lifted his stump of a leg then paused mid movement. “Wait...did you just say the moon has disappeared?”

“You haven’t noticed?” She looked astonished.

“I’m not really a night person.”

She rolled her eyes. “Not that moon, doofus. Dr. Moon. You know, moon face? Or sometimes we just call him ‘the moon’.”

He gave a short, “ah,” then went back to bandaging his still aching leg.

“Oh the bright side, it’s given me more time to spend with my begonias!”

“You know, your obsession with begonias is really starting to worry me.”

“What’s to worry about? They’re great! And really hard to kill, which is fantastic because I do not have what you would call a green thumb. In fact, it’s more of a brown thumb.”

He gave her a look. A brown thumb? What did that even mean?

She grimaced a little. “That didn’t come out right….”

“You think?”