Nikola emerged from the chaotic cloud, coughing and reeling. He wasn't entirely sure what had happened, but he was sure that the boisterous boy had rolled out a device of much mischief. He stood for a moment, just outside the grey cloud, breathing in and out to check if there was still smoke in his lungs. He coughed again, wiping his mouth and looked around. It was still chaos, as he had expected.
"Kitten, are you okay?" He asked the fluffy dragon. 
It had been strangely quiet. He could feel its body tremble in his hands. But just as Nikola began to worry about its health, it opened its mouth. The boy was relieved, thinking that it was yawning. But it was tensed too tightly for that. Too late, he realised what it was doing. Too late, the dragon sneezed.

Fur exploded out from the dragon, and a half-eaten mass of meat flew out into the cafe. As the fur began settling on nearby students, Nikola stood frozen. He had no idea where the meat mass went but he should probably go apologise. But then he'd have to apologise to the people getting fur on them too... The smoke drifted closer and Kitten sneezed again, kicking up another cloud of fur. Thinking quickly, Nikola ran out of the cafeteria.

"Maybe I shouldn't have done that..." Nikola muttered to himself.
Kitten mewed piteously as he wiped the snot of its snout with a tissue. Nikola should probably have stayed behind to clean up the mess he made, but he'd panicked and ended up in the hall. He had something of an aversion to loud places; there were too many things taking his attention. Nevertheless, he should probably go back and clean up his mess. Or at least do... something. That was something he should do as a member of his family. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but feel reservations about going back into the chaos. Nikola quietly walked back towards the cafeteria and took a peek inside.