How to Train Your Dragon Fairy

Did someone say 'fairies'?

A.N.: Thanks to deethebeanmaster for editing and drawing these amazing sketches!

A month earlier...

"Can't we just fly over there?" Melody whined as she stared over the calm ocean. In the distance, the contours of jungle trees on an island were clearly visible. After traveling by spaceship and boat for several days, their destination was only a stone's throw away, but their medium-sized boat had decided to croak at the last moment. Their captain was now trying to fix it and Melody desperately wanted to get rid of her acute boredom, but Jenny wouldn't budge.

"No, because we can't leave our boat here at open sea. We need it, so we can contact Miss Faragonda," Jenny answered in a tone a teacher uses to lecture an impatient child. Melody looked up at her with her teal blue eyes and pouted. She had crossed her arms and was leaning heavily on the railing of the boat. As usual, she was wearing her crème-colored, old-fashioned one-piece bathing suit with its small green ribbon on the chest.

"Well, we can just leave the captain here while he fixes things. It's not like our boat's going anywhere anytime soon," she sighed, blowing a stray strand of black hair from her eyes.

"We can't anchor here because the ocean's too deep and we don't know the currents either. Who knows where our boat might drift off to by the time we fly back?" Jenny argued. She didn't want to take any chances on this important mission from Headmistress Faragonda. They were supposed to reach Pyros, the Island of the Dragons, and retrieve a fairy whose powers had just revealed themselves, so they could take her back to Alfea.

Melody sighed again. Sometimes Jenny could be such a stick in the mud, especially when it came to school. She was always trying to prove she wasn't a harebrained girl like her mom when she used to study at Alfea College for Fairies. Melody thought she was succeeding with flying colors.

"Can I at least swim for a little while?" she asked with a hopeful smile, flashing her cutest puppy-eyes. "You know I'm half mermaid," she added with a grin. Melody's mom Ariel was born a mermaid, but when she met Melody's dad Eric, the prince of a city by the sea, she desperately wanted to walk on land. After going through a literal hell, Melody's merfolk grandfather, King Triton, eventually used his magic trident to grant Ariel her legs. Soon after, Melody came into this world as the 'unholy offspring' of human and mermaid.

"Yes, Melody, I know," Jenny nodded impatiently. "You've only reminded us about ten times today already, but we're going to the Island of the Dragons! That includes water dragons. Here, possibly, at sea."

She always had so much trouble getting through to Melody's thick skull because her half mermaid friend was so free-spirited, while Jenny was...well...not. Unlike her mother Stella, who blew up the potion lab in her first year, Jenny was determined to be an outstanding student. So, she didn't want anything to compromise their mission.

Her distaste for loose cannons stemmed from her Stella's incessant trips around the universe. While she was off fighting evil and fluttering around as the fairy of the shining sun, she left her young daughter at the Grand Royal Palace of Solaria. Surely, Jenny had never been alone (her dad Brandon and countless servants at the Grand Palace had spolied her rotten), but every young girl wants her mom around at some point.

"Well, if I see one, I'll let you know," Melody muttered before she bounced up, swung over the railing, and cannon-balled into the ocean. Jenny got splattered all over in Melody's wake making her look like a half-drowned cat instead of the Princess of Solaria. Sticky, wet strands of her long brown hair clung to her face and back, while Melody innocently paddled away from the boat.

"I hope a water dragon swallows you whole!" Jenny shouted as she wrung out her hair.

"Love you too!" Melody called back before diving under. This girl will be the death of me, Jenny thought as she flung her damp hair across her shoulder. She held out her hand in front of her and gold waves of warmth and light engulfed her and dried the rest of her body and clothes. Then she went inside of the cabin of the boat, where Cristina was painting a picture of Natsuki sunbathing in a red bikini.