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Moggy had been sulking around the tower for days, basking in the loneliness. His heart had ached and split again and now he was just feeling numb. He had thrown away the dreamcatchers he was in the middle of making with Saraka, not wanting to think about him anymore. He’d let himself get vulnerable again, for someone who didn’t even care to know him. With the desire to forget his feelings he had finished off a full bottle of whisky and was barely able to stand. The room spun and he tumbled, smashing the side of his head on the cold cobblestone floor. He was unconscious, just what he wanted. Yet as he bled out on the floor, he would still not achieve the peace of a dreamless night. He jolted up from his old bed, at the academy on his home planet. He put his paw on the side of his temple, but there was nothing wrong. He looked around at the dorm room and under the covers at his younger body. The other lads were still asleep. Then Moggy noticed curled up next to him, purring softly, was Tabby McFudge. A fudge brown and black striped cat with dusty white under his chin. About a foot shorter than Moggy, but still tall. He was older than Moggy and wasn’t supposed to be on that floor of the dorms during the night. But they’d been sneakily sleeping together for quite some time.

Moggy stroked Tabby’s head whilst remembering his first day at the academy. The pictures of his past coming to life and playing out in front of him. So full of anxiety and fear, but also excitement for what was to come. Learning magic was the way of his people, his parents were competent and he was good at it himself already, but he was eager to learn more and hone his skills. Not everyone got into this specific academy, the entrance exams were extremely difficult. But Moggy managed it after much study and practice. He was determined all by himself, his parents never pushed him too much, they were happy with whatever he became in life as long as he led a kind life. The academy was known across their world for its elite curriculum and dedication to skillmanship. Practically all on the wizard council trained at this academy and most continued lecturing there. It was the centre of quantum manipulation research and where any magical discovery was made over the last three centuries. Moggy’s home country was under the rule of another and had been for a long time. His friends had mocked him when they found out he had applied to the academy, since it was centred in the capital of the occupying country’s homeland. The political turmoil aside, Moggy knew this was the best place to learn magic.

It was Tabby who first introduced himself that freshers week. Confident and a conversationalist. He knew all the ins and outs and helped Moggy settle quickly into universityl life. He told him the best times to go to the cafeteria when the discounted pasties were on sale and told him to avoid pissing off the irritable loner potions master, else feel his wrath. He showed him the best hiding spots to get around the academy past curfew. And he introduced him to a small group of older lads who welcomed him into their friend group. It was nice and made Moggy feel welcome even though he was far away from family. Despite not particularly making many friends in his own year or classes, he was happy to hang out with Tabby and the others outside of class time.

Moggy started having feelings for Tabby over the months they hung out during his first year. He wasn’t sure what to think at first. But it did dawn on him by the end of his first year that those feelings were the final nail in any possability of him being hetrosexual. In his second year the feelings grew stronger and Tabby took advantage of this. As much as Moggy was afraid to express his feelings, it was painfully obvious to Tabby and his friends. He was always wanting to be close to Tabby, always blushing and being a bit cringe. The other guys started to take the piss out of Moggy at first behind his back but then directly. When alone together it seemed different, Tabby was all over Moggy, physically and emotionally. He would open up and talk to him about feelings and his hopes and dreams and everything. Their relationship felt good. But ultimately Tabby was only interested in one thing and Moggy was too young at the time to realise it.

When Tabby was in his senior year, Moggy was already feeling sensitive about them being apart after Tabby’s graduation. He was feeling anxious and worried about it for weeks but wanted to make sure they’d be together afterwards. He was legitimately considering dropping out so he could leave at the same time as Tabby and they could live together.

Then one night, after the school disco, there was Tabby in Moggy’s bed, his lips embracing a witch cat, their tails wrapped around each other, Tabby groping her large breasts, the pair moaning as they made love. It was raw and dirty, loud and passionate. Tabby was clearly enjoying himself a lot more than he ever had with Moggy. This broke Moggy to shreds.

Moggy felt tears well in his eyes, it was crushing. His chest ached and he felt sick. His so-called boyfriend he had spent so long building a relationship with just casually getting it off with a lass. Moggy was like a deer in headlights and was unable to move or say a word. Until the witch noticed him.

“Eww, fuck off you lanky creep” the busty witch cat shouted as she threw a lamp at Moggy, who scarpered off as quickly as he could. He hid among the owls in the tallest tower and sobbed until dawn.

He never saw Tabby again after that. He dived into his study, alone, and passed as valedictorian of his year. Which is probably what put him so high on the council’s list to send to this fucking lonely ass planet he thought.

Back in the dorm room, Tabby had woken up and was staring at Moggy, ashamed. “I’m sorry Moggy. I really did like you too. I shouldn’t have done what I did. I just couldn’t help myself.” he said in his Scottish accent.

Moggy sighed. Still after all these years, not able to say a word. To express his heartbreak, his anger and sorrow at the betrayal. All the wasted years and the missed opportunity of what could have been. Though, in a way he pitied Tabby. At least Moggy could control himself.

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He woke suddenly to Saraka shaking him as hard as possible in a huge panic.

“Moggy Moggy! Wake up! Don’t die now. Please!” Saraka yelled, tears streaming down his face.

“What are you doing back here?” He groaned as he got up, this time wiping blood off his temple as the pain split through his skull.

“It’s coming.”

“What’s coming?” he shoved the demon goat off, grabbed a tea towel to wipe the blood up off the floor then caught sight of the amber burns in the sky outside the window of the tower.

“Denkiarashimenrui. The demon dragon god. They’ve managed to bring him here” Saraka announced with sheer terror in his voice.

Moggy slowly stepped towards the window. The sky looked nothing like it had ever done before. The weather was in chaos, angry. Then shimmering in the clouds he saw it, an almighty noodle dragon with countless eyes, fangs as big as skyscrapers, almost invisible but most certainly there. Its scales shone in endless shades of deep dark blue. Fifty miles in length. It let out a roar like nothing Moggy had ever heard, a sound that vibrated his soul and he didn’t hear with his ears, rather his mind. The magical essence was greater than anything he had ever felt. He could feel the very rules of magic buckling around him, the tower was straining against it.

Saraka stepped beside Moggy and held his paw tightly. They both stared out in shock and awe at the raw power of the demon god dragon as the heil stones began to fall and batter against the tower.