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The Dragonets of Destiny's Sleepover
4 years ago
The Dragonets of Destiny were now out in their own tribes. Although, they all miss each other. Especially when they spend a million years together (they didn't actually didn't spend a million years together. They'd be dead in a million years). In the MudWing kingdom, Clay was pacing back and forth.
"You alright, Clay?" Reed asked. "You seem...well...stressed."
"I'm not stressed," Clay said. "I just miss everyone. But I also like the MudWing kingdom." He looked at Marsh and Umber, who were playing tag.
"Mother!" Sora yelled. "Can you tell Marsh and Umber to stop crowding me?"
Clay rolled his eyes. Why is everyone like this these days? Dragons are sometimes weird, he thought. His tail swished.
Meanwhile, Tsunami was swimming with Anemone and Turtle. "I'm going to beat you, Anemone!" Tsunami yelled, sticking her tongue out.
"No, I'm going to beat you!" Anemone yelled. "You can't win every time BECAUSE YOU CAN'T SEE THE FUTURE!"
"Anemone, chill out!" Turtle said.
"It's alright, Turtle," Tsunami said. "Race you to the park!"
"We were already racing," Anemone pointed out. "And I don't think there is a park."
"There is one that Mother built!" Tsunami yelled, thrashing her tail.
"Whatever," Tsunami said. The trio headed out to the "park" that Queen Coral built.
In the rainforest, Queen Glory was ordering Deathbringer around. She's saying things like "I want that plant over there!" or "No! Put that bag on the table!" or "Three moons! Don't belch! That's rude!"
Starflight was just minding his own business. Just reading scrolls. Boring . . . boring . . . scrolls.
Queen Glory was just doing her thing. "Deathbringer! That's not where it goes! Put that back!"
"Stop bossing me around!" Deathbringer said.
"Shut up and do your thing!" said Glory.
Starflight rolled his eyes.
Sunny was hanging out with Queen Thorn. "Hey, Mother," she asked. "Are you glad the war is over?"
"Yes, that was like the THOUSANDTH time you said that!" Queen Thorn said.
"I know I'm sorry!" Sunny said. "Look here comes Clay!" She bounded out the door so fast that she made a small hurricane.
"Hey, Sunny," Clay said.
"What's up?" Sunny asked. "Where is everyone else?"
"Behind me," Clay said. "Wanna have a sleepover?"
"YES YES YEEEEES!" Sunny yelped. "But where are we going?"
"To the old place where the NightWings lived," Clay said.
"I thought it was destroyed," Tsunami said, lifting her eyebrow.
"Well, we could make a campfire!" Clay said. "Also, I think it gets cooler at nighttime."
"True, true," Starflight said. "Is it great that Darkstalker healed my eyes?"
"I don't know if he did but yes," said Clay.
Meanwhile, they were in the NightWing territory. Which was a mess.
"You sure you want to sleep here, Clay?" Glory asked.
"Yeah I'm sure," Clay said.
"But won't we burn up as Morrowseer did?" Starflight asked.
"Yeah exactly!" Clay said.
"Let's make the campfire!" Sunny interjected suddenly.
"Riiiiiiight," Tsunami said.
"Let's do this!" Clay said.
They all made the fire which took a couple of hours. The third moon was already up.
"Now! Time for a ghost story!" Starflight said.
"Wait but this is a sleepover not camping," Glory said.
"We can still say ghost stories ON A SLEEPOVER, YOU POTHEAD!" Sunny bellowed.
"Who's turn is it?" Starflight asked.
"I think it's my turn," Sunny said. "But are you sure you wanna hear mine? It's gonna blow your socks off!"
"DRAGONS DO NOT WEAR SOCKS, BLUNKHEAD!" Glory yelled.
Tsunami sighed. "It's an idiom, pothead," she said.
"Alright. I'm going to tell you about it. It's the legend of the half-dragon half-werewolf!" Sunny said.
"Neat," Tsunami said.
"Alright," said Sunny:
"In this land after the NightWings evacuated, there was a dragwolf. That's an animal that's a half-dragon half werewolf. It only comes out during the night. It has sharp jagged teeth! It has a missing eye! It also has a howl that could make your scales stand up! It hunts and kills dragons. No one has ever seen it before. Not even me!"
"Wait," Clay interrupted. "If you haven't seen it, then how do you know what it looks like?"
"I just know!" Sunny said:
"Anyway, it doesn't hang out here, it hangs out in the rest of the tribe, and when we're sleeping, it hunts dragons for dinner. And we may be the next target. And it's very quiet, we don't even know it's there until it's too late. The dragwolf might be lurking around here. Waiting for a tasty, black dragon TO EAT!" Sunny pounced at Starflight. "That's it."
She went to sleep right away and so did Glory and Tsunami.
"Do you think the dragwolf lives here?" asked Clay.
Starflight shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe if we wake up tomorrow, we know we didn't get killed," he suggested.
"Right," Clay said as he fell asleep.
The next morning, the dragonets were in full shape! No part missing.
"I'm still alive!" Glory squeaked.
"Let's go out of here before we get killed," Tsunami said. "From now on, I'm sleeping underground!"
Everyone laughed.
"You alright, Clay?" Reed asked. "You seem...well...stressed."
"I'm not stressed," Clay said. "I just miss everyone. But I also like the MudWing kingdom." He looked at Marsh and Umber, who were playing tag.
"Mother!" Sora yelled. "Can you tell Marsh and Umber to stop crowding me?"
Clay rolled his eyes. Why is everyone like this these days? Dragons are sometimes weird, he thought. His tail swished.
Meanwhile, Tsunami was swimming with Anemone and Turtle. "I'm going to beat you, Anemone!" Tsunami yelled, sticking her tongue out.
"No, I'm going to beat you!" Anemone yelled. "You can't win every time BECAUSE YOU CAN'T SEE THE FUTURE!"
"Anemone, chill out!" Turtle said.
"It's alright, Turtle," Tsunami said. "Race you to the park!"
"We were already racing," Anemone pointed out. "And I don't think there is a park."
"There is one that Mother built!" Tsunami yelled, thrashing her tail.
"Whatever," Tsunami said. The trio headed out to the "park" that Queen Coral built.
In the rainforest, Queen Glory was ordering Deathbringer around. She's saying things like "I want that plant over there!" or "No! Put that bag on the table!" or "Three moons! Don't belch! That's rude!"
Starflight was just minding his own business. Just reading scrolls. Boring . . . boring . . . scrolls.
Queen Glory was just doing her thing. "Deathbringer! That's not where it goes! Put that back!"
"Stop bossing me around!" Deathbringer said.
"Shut up and do your thing!" said Glory.
Starflight rolled his eyes.
Sunny was hanging out with Queen Thorn. "Hey, Mother," she asked. "Are you glad the war is over?"
"Yes, that was like the THOUSANDTH time you said that!" Queen Thorn said.
"I know I'm sorry!" Sunny said. "Look here comes Clay!" She bounded out the door so fast that she made a small hurricane.
"Hey, Sunny," Clay said.
"What's up?" Sunny asked. "Where is everyone else?"
"Behind me," Clay said. "Wanna have a sleepover?"
"YES YES YEEEEES!" Sunny yelped. "But where are we going?"
"To the old place where the NightWings lived," Clay said.
"I thought it was destroyed," Tsunami said, lifting her eyebrow.
"Well, we could make a campfire!" Clay said. "Also, I think it gets cooler at nighttime."
"True, true," Starflight said. "Is it great that Darkstalker healed my eyes?"
"I don't know if he did but yes," said Clay.
Meanwhile, they were in the NightWing territory. Which was a mess.
"You sure you want to sleep here, Clay?" Glory asked.
"Yeah I'm sure," Clay said.
"But won't we burn up as Morrowseer did?" Starflight asked.
"Yeah exactly!" Clay said.
"Let's make the campfire!" Sunny interjected suddenly.
"Riiiiiiight," Tsunami said.
"Let's do this!" Clay said.
They all made the fire which took a couple of hours. The third moon was already up.
"Now! Time for a ghost story!" Starflight said.
"Wait but this is a sleepover not camping," Glory said.
"We can still say ghost stories ON A SLEEPOVER, YOU POTHEAD!" Sunny bellowed.
"Who's turn is it?" Starflight asked.
"I think it's my turn," Sunny said. "But are you sure you wanna hear mine? It's gonna blow your socks off!"
"DRAGONS DO NOT WEAR SOCKS, BLUNKHEAD!" Glory yelled.
Tsunami sighed. "It's an idiom, pothead," she said.
"Alright. I'm going to tell you about it. It's the legend of the half-dragon half-werewolf!" Sunny said.
"Neat," Tsunami said.
"Alright," said Sunny:
"In this land after the NightWings evacuated, there was a dragwolf. That's an animal that's a half-dragon half werewolf. It only comes out during the night. It has sharp jagged teeth! It has a missing eye! It also has a howl that could make your scales stand up! It hunts and kills dragons. No one has ever seen it before. Not even me!"
"Wait," Clay interrupted. "If you haven't seen it, then how do you know what it looks like?"
"I just know!" Sunny said:
"Anyway, it doesn't hang out here, it hangs out in the rest of the tribe, and when we're sleeping, it hunts dragons for dinner. And we may be the next target. And it's very quiet, we don't even know it's there until it's too late. The dragwolf might be lurking around here. Waiting for a tasty, black dragon TO EAT!" Sunny pounced at Starflight. "That's it."
She went to sleep right away and so did Glory and Tsunami.
"Do you think the dragwolf lives here?" asked Clay.
Starflight shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe if we wake up tomorrow, we know we didn't get killed," he suggested.
"Right," Clay said as he fell asleep.
The next morning, the dragonets were in full shape! No part missing.
"I'm still alive!" Glory squeaked.
"Let's go out of here before we get killed," Tsunami said. "From now on, I'm sleeping underground!"
Everyone laughed.
