Time to Tip the Scales

A Dumb Idea

“Amber, this is a really stupid idea.” Ingrid sighed, exasperated. It really was a dumb idea, that someone who hadn’t even found a single dragon in their life (other than, of course, that time she claimed to have found a blue one under her bed) could go off with a few friends and find a Legendary dragon. She even thought that she might be able to keep it for her own. That was also pretty dumb, because Legendary Dragons tend to be gigantic and temperamental. When someone crossed paths with them, they sometimes didn’t even come out alive. For most people, they can go their entire life without even seeing a Legendary dragon. And yet… here she was, asking for the nth time if they could go out together and see.

With not much of a family between the two, they could easily head off on their own. Their father had died when they were young, and their mother was not willing to take care of two children without their father. Since they were both girls, the family name would not be passed down, and therefore the children were completely worthless. So, Ingrid and Amber had been growing up with only each other, even with their completely conflicting attitudes and things that they couldn’t stand about the other.

Fortunately, they had at least met a single person who they could agree with and not annoy so much that they would leave. Okin was her name, and she was quite a fun person, if you considered a complete smarty pants fun to be around. She was a girl who’d practically been born holding a book, and had almost completely memorized the book of Dragon types. She was a master of that information, and always knew what characteristics meant what, who’s footprints were rounder, and even how deep their claws go when they step.

Strangely enough, she had managed to rub off on Ingrid. Ingrid, who had used to hate every single word ever written. When asked about it, she simply said that it was ‘Not for educational purposes, but instead to tell me just how to catch the best of the dragons and to beat all of my enemies to a pulp with them.’ Hopefully she’d been kidding about beating people to a pulp using a dragon, but with Ingrid, you could never really tell. Amber was simply friends with Okin because she found her someone nice to talk to, whether it be about dragons or about other matters. They were the closest of friends as anyone in that town had been, because Amber and Ingrid had nobody else.

And so, the three had left, with nothing to show for it. No sobbing parents, no angry friends, and no griping siblings. They had nobody that they’d disappointed, and they had nobody who would ever really care that they’d left. With a smile on each face, they’d gone out on their way. They were going to look for the light dragon, because Amber had been looking for it since she was a young girl. It was a foolish dream, of course, but they knew that it would be fun along the way.