How to Train Your Dragon Fairy

The Neville Devils

A.N.: Thanks to Ateyer for designing my cover

The Magic Dimension is only a small part of a vast, vast universe. Roderick Neville was reminded of its vastness as he peered out the window of the spaceship transporting him to Magix. Everywhere he looked, he saw the same pitch-black canvas littered with twinkling stars and faraway planets. He wondered if one of the sparkling dots he saw was the ever-shining sun of Solaria, his home world. It never rains on Solaria, nor is it ever cloudy, except for that one time over twenty years ago...

Roderick shook his head; no sense in dwelling on the past. That time was the biggest exception in the history of Solaria, when its bright, glowing sun had been tainted by the powerful dark wizard Valtor. Yet Roderick wasn't even born then and his own parents had only been teenagers. What he remembered from that one time he paid attention in history class was that Valtor was destroyed by Queen Stella and her friends, the Winx Club. After Valtor's defeat, everything returned to normal and the sun of Solaria shone again.

"Bro! Look at that!" Curtis suddenly called. Roderick glanced to the other side of the spaceship where his twin brother Curtis was looking out another window. A big blue planet with dark green rainforests, dirt brown swamps, and countless fiery volcanoes slowly slid into view. Roderick's interest was instantly piqued.

"Which planet is that?" he asked his twin. Curtis raised an eyebrow in mock contempt, "I thought you would know, Stargazer."

Roderick blushed. His brother always made fun of him for daydreaming and he wasn't surprised that Curtis had noticed him staring out into space. Roderick just couldn't help being disappointed that he had no powers, even though he lived in the Magic Dimension. He couldn't become a wizard and he wasn't born a girl, so that crossed out being a fairy or a witch too. He wasn't even cut out for Specialist's training at Red Fountain. The strange volcanic planet still intrigued him, though.

At that moment, Benny Purcell, the twins' manager, burst into the boys' private lounge on their luxurious, sparkling new spaceship. Dressed in a grey blazer, white shirt, and black trousers, Benny Purcell could've easily passed for a bank clerk, if it weren't for his purple ponytail and his dark blue-tinted sunglasses that obscured half his forehead. And of course, his caring, heart-warming personality.

"Okay, fellas, it seems like we need to make a quick pit stop on this planet because there's something funky with the engines. Hang tight!" was all Purcell shared with a dashing smile before he decided to leave the twins' lounge again.

"Hé, wait!" Curtis stopped him. "How can something be wrong with the engines? The ship's brand-new!"

"Did I say something was wrong?" he chuckled, in what sounded like three short coughs. "I said the engines were funky. No big deal!"

Curtis peered over to Roderick with a look that said: "Is this guy for real?" Roderick then asked probably the most important question, "Will we still reach the meet-and-greet in Magix on time?"

"Oh yeah," Purcell squeaked nonchalantly. "I've got everything under control! What are managers for, eh?"

What are managers for? Roderick wondered, not for the first time. Back on Solaria, he and Curtis were the biggest reality stars on TV. Their reality show, The Neville Devils, had skyrocketed in its first year on air and the twins had become celebritiesovernight. Why, Roderick could only guess. Of course, their insanely bedazzling hot looks had a part in their popularity. Anything with their faces on it sold like hot cakes, and the Solarian people love their hot cakes. Like they wait in line for two weeks and then storm the bakery plundering all the stocks, grabbing cakes by the dozens, and trampling other customers on their way to the checkout.

"Which planet are we landing on?" Roderick asked, nudging his head to the window where the ocean-covered planet drew in closer and closer. For a split second, their manager felt a jolt of panic, his eyes staring blankly ahead as if he thought: "What am I doing with my life?" Then he answered.

"Some primitive planet with very few indigenous people. Nothing important really. It's just a pit stop, guys," he smiled sweetly. There's something he's not telling us, Roderick suspected, but he had been cramped up in the spaceship for too long to think twice about it. Purcell left, slamming the door, and the twin boys looked out the window with the clearest view on the strange volcano planet. They leaned on their right knee as they sank deeper into the plush sofa underneath teh window.

Feeling the weight of his body straining his knee, Roderick decided to sit down on his firm, muscular butt. Not that he was some 'roided-up bodybuilder, but he wasn't going to deny that his brother and he spent a fair part of their week in the gym, which resulted in Roderick's athletic behind. Curtis even challenged him once to crack a walnut between his butt cheeks...on camera. Roderick, still soaring on a testosterone-fueled high from working out, accepted. The footage instantly went viral on the intergalactic web.

Their luxurious yet small spaceship, shaped like a bullet, plunged into the planet's atmosphere. Before the twins knew it, they were flying above a vast cyan ocean. Soon after, they whizzed above an island overgrown by a jungle and spotted with swamps. Then they noticed what Purcell was trying to hide from them:

"DRAGONS!" Curtis gasped as he pointed at a humongous lizard with massive bat wings soaring past them. All over the island, giant lizards and winged reptiles reared their heads to the foreign spaceship, but once they crossed a large, sparkling, clear lake, the dragons suddenly vanished. Instead, five tiny figures on the ground were waving and flailing their arms at them to draw their attention.

"They must be the indigenous people Benny mentioned," Roderick offered, but then he took a closer look. Unless this planet wasn't as primitive as their manager had made them believe, those figures (five teenage girls) were wearing very fashionable clothes. Then fireworks exploded near their window.

"Wow!" the twins jumped back. Another blast of rainbow colors erupted even closer. Too close actually, because the following moment the spaceship shook violently and alarms went off. The fireworks had hit them and now they were nose-diving into a nearby swamp as their spaceship caught fire. They were going to crash. On an island. On some foreign planet. With dragons.

Roderick saw his life flashing by as the swamp became uncomfortably close, and he didn't like the images he was seeing. Just when he thought he was a goner, the spaceship jolted to a stop mid-air, right above the swamp floor. After he had recovered from slamming his Abercrombie & Fitch face against the window, he peered outside again and this time he saw no dragons. He heard giggling girls and saw small fluttering butterfly wings and sparkling outfits.

Fairies!