Mcyt Oneshots

Grian The Single Dragon Dad

It was 4:23 am when Grian was woken up by loud wailing. He tumbled out of bed, very confused; since when where was there a baby in Boatem?

He squinted into the darkness of the Midnight Alley, straining for the source of the sound. Was it coming from outside? Yes, it was coming from outside.

Grian got up unsteadily, and made his way to the opening of his base. Once he'd reached entrance, he stepped on something. It crunched very suddenly under his boots, causing him to jump. he bent down to see what it was, and picked up a shard of black eggshell. It was thicker then a birds egg and had strange purple flecks in it. It has the same texture as sandpaper and was slightly warm.

It was part of the dragon egg.

Grian paled. The egg had hatched. That had to be the only reason part of it was outside his base. That meant a baby dragon was somewhere loose in Boatem. And since Grian had been the one to kill it's mother, Grian was the one responsible for it.

~*~

After following the trail of eggshell to the corner between his and Pearl's base, Grian found the hatchling, cowering and wailing like a kicked puppy. However, the moment it saw Grian, it stopped. And just stared at him.

Large purple eyes staring into brown eyes.

Dragon slayer and dragon suspended in time for just a second.

And then the dragon giggled. A small babyish giggle. It blinked, giggled and bounded over to Grian, bumping into his knees, unbalancing him. He fell onto his bottom and the dragon crawled into his lap. It smiled up at Grian and that's when he knew...

He'd just become a single dad.

~*~

At 8:30 on the same day, Scar landed in the Midnight Alley and loudly proclaimed his arrival to the world,

"Ooh~ Grian! It is I! Your favourite builder," He strode deeper into the base and started looking around, "I'm here to build your base for you. Hello? Grian? Where are yo- WOAH!!"

Something ran into Scar's legs, knocking him to the floor. He looked on in shock as a small, black dragon ran towards the marble bank at the end of the alley.

"What on earth..." Scar slowly got back his feet, picking up his crutch, which had been flung from his hands. He shuffled a bit closer, causing the dragon to look up, "Hello little one! What are you doing here?"

The hatchling toddled over to Scar, sniffed his outstretched hand and chirped.

"Oh my goodness, you are the cutest thing I've seen. Why are you in Grian's base?" Scar scratched under the creatures chin, "Are you lost?"

"Tegg? Tegg, where've you gone?" A voice cut through the air, causing the dragon to look up. It bounded away from Scar and towards the entrance where a tired, slightly dishevelled Grian had just landed.

"Oh, there you are Tegg!" The short man bent down and scooped the dragon up, "You shouldn't run of like that! You'll get lost."

"Um, Grian?"

"ARGH!" Grian screamed, fell over, got jumped by the dragon and lay down to except his fate as a dragon bed, "Scar you scared me. You shouldn't sneak up on people like that."

"Yeah, sorry about that Grian, why is there a dragon in Boatem?"

"Ah yeah, about that," The avian shoved the hatchling of his chest and sat up, "The Tegg hatched."

"The Tegg hatched..." Scar echoed,

"Yes, the Tegg hatched."

"How."

"I have no idea."

A silence filled the Midnight Alley. Grian spoke first, "You know, that sounded a lot better in my head. It wasn't very helpful, was it." The salesman laughed at that, and agreed with an exaggerated nod.

"So... What do you do now?" Scar looked down at his friend, genuine curiosity in his voice.

"Well, care for it I suppose."

"Oh, this will be fun to watch!"