Dragodile Dreaming

Last night I had a bizarre dream, which was cool because I've been having some "normal" dreams lately (with things that could actually happen in real life), and where's the fun in that?

It was just another peaceful day in college. Some people felt mild tremors in the ground, but nothing extraordinary happened.
Until this guy showed up. Ladies and gentlemen, behold the rare, exotic dragodile!

There was a sudden mad scramble as people all over campus ran into the nearest classrooms and locked all the doors and windows.

It was now up to the three musketeers to save the day, or at least try. Drum roll please!

Here we are. If you don't like how you look, YOU try drawing your face on Paint (without a graphic tablet) and I'm sure it'll look like my drawing of me here. 

The terrace of the main building was, for some reason, considered the safest place to hide from the Dragodile. So of course that's where it went and promptly parked itself. The three of us rushed to the rescue, and found the little room in the terrace occupied by kids. The G-Ra shooed them out.

 What were such little kids doing in our college anyway?

And then we set out to take on (or keep off) the beast.

Chit very happily obliged.

Me wussing out.

I stepped out of the bathroom to find that all doors had been closed. I was one person locked out in the corridor, and I was sure to get eaten.

After being alone in terror for what seemed like hours, I slowly peeped out of a window, and saw this:

Dragodile was still on the terrace, but was now sleeping peacefully. Our principal had just put up that sign, and a few moments later, she announced through the public address system that the danger had passed, and that everyone was to get back to work immediately.