Drakon

one way down

  [⚔k i a d r a k e⚔]  

"To be fair, your Majesty, you were being a major ass." Terris sniggered, before she and Starfire soared through the air, looping around the clouds. "Whoop! This is amazing!" The fire dragon and her rider did a 360 degree turn, Terris's robes flapping in the wind. How did nothing fall out of her pockets? Those pockets defied the basic laws of gravity!

I grabbed the reins, propping my head up on Alistair's shoulder in order to see. "Let me take control of this. Hold on tight, Your Idioticness." He swore under his breath, paling. "Let's do this!" He had no choice but to hold on tight to Ironfang's scaled back, legs squeezing the dragon's muscular body. I grinned, the tips of my mouth turning up in a smile. He probably thought he was too young to die.

Alistair watched in amazement as I took the lead and I began, scooting in front of him so I was next to Ironfang's head. I did it with such ease, it was like I knew exactly how it felt to be a dragon. It was weird how smooth it was for me. It was so natural. Ironfang turned his head towards my body, nuzzling my hand.

Alistair suddenly frowned. "I've have never seen him so gentle to anyone other than Cece, and that was a playful headbutt." I responded similarly, pressing my hand in between Ironfang's eyes, closing my eyes and feeling his blood rush beneath his scales.

Terris looked over again with her eyes narrowed. "Wait.  Is that a silver dragon? All my scriptures say that they were wiped out and are extinct!"

"A silver dragon?" I echoed, confused.

"Yes, a silver dragon. Are you deaf?" Terris snapped, back to her grouchy self. "There are many types of dragons. Fire and shimmer dragons are the most common, though I've never heard of a green fire dragon like Starfire here. Terra dragons, or earth dragons, are not as common but still largely found in the wild. Dark dragons are pretty rare, but you can still find a few. Silver dragons, however, are labeled as extinct."

I pointed at Alistair. "Blame him. He never told me about silver dragons. Or green fire dragons.  Still not quite sure how that works, but whatever."

Alistair spluttered at the half-hearted accusation. "How is it my fault? You never asked!"

I jabbed him in the ribs with a sharp elbow. "I did! I asked you why the hell anybody would need to know how to fight with a sword- which is as heavy as a meat cleaver, I might add- while riding on a dragon! You just replied me with 'some dragons can't fight as well as others'! Honestly, that's just vague! And lousy!"

He rolled his eyes. "Jeez, I'm sorry. I don't know everything, you know." He smirked at me, turning around and tucking the stray hairs from my braid fluttering in the wind behind my ear. "Like you said, I'm the Idiot Prince." I grumbled to myself, disliking the fact that I had been contradicted, and even less so that he used my own words against me. "Hey! Just because I'm right and you're wrong doesn't give you the right to be grumpy about it!" Just forget about it, the voice rumbled again, Kik- Kia is more stubborn than you think. I thought consciences didn't stutter or make mistakes? Nobody said I was your conscience, idiot. I laughed out loud at that, as Alistair instantly looked terrified. He groaned to himself, thumping his head on my back. "Great. The world is ganging up on me. Hallelujah."

"Silver dragons are psychic. I thought you knew." Terris scoffed at the side. "Ironfang here is probably done with your royal idiocy. Also, sword fighting while riding on a dragon is essential. I can sword fight fine, but with a fire dragon, it isn't really necessary, since they are natural born fighters. If you ride a shimmer dragon, however, there might be a slight problem. Add on a pretty pink duchess, and you've got the most useless duo in the world."

"I feel that that example is incredibly specific." I muttered under my breath. "Who is it?"

"Have you met his Idiot Highness's cousin, the duchess Celeste?" Terris ground out, and I understood her annoyance. From what I had heard, she was a pretty pink duchess with no affinity for anything, except for trying to look pretty.

I shook my head. "No, but I've heard of her. Apparently she's a real pain in the arse." I rolled my shoulders, pulling a face. "Like mother like daughter, I suppose."

Alistair stifled a laugh. She'd probably work best with the shimmers, Ironfang muttered in my mind. They virtually act the exact same way. They can't do much except for sit there and look pretty.  Alistair snickered at the insult, grinning. "Good one, Ironfang." Thanks, Alice. The brunette boy rolled his eyes.  I beamed at the dragon, petting the top of his head.  I had already called Alistair 'Alice' several times in my mind, and knowing the psychic silver dragon he had probably read my mind.

"Terris, you know I just thought of the perfect nickname for Alistair instead of his Royal Idiot." I grinned as I said. I could hear Ironfang snickering in the back of my head, and Alistair keeping in a silent groan.  He must have felt like all his nightmares were coming to life. Now that I think of it, I was pretty sure Ironfang had read his mind and told me. You thought right. Ironfang chuckled.

"What, Kia?" Terris asked with a small smirk. Alistair buried his face in my hair, making me glare at the taller boy before an evil grin appeared on my face. A similar one appeared on Terris's face.

"Alice!" I exclaimed. Thankfully, Terris didn't look so surprised.

"That is the least interesting and creative nickname I have ever heard of." Terris grumbled, crestfallen that it wasn't going to be as good as she thought. "But it serves its purpose. Well, Alice, how do you think about your new name?"

Alistair grunted, propping his head up on my shoulder. "It's terrible."

I smirked. "That just makes me want to use it more.  Alice." I tacked on the last bit in a singsong voice, and he covered my mouth with a hand to prevent me from saying any more. She might lick you or something, Ironfang added thoughtfully, that's what I would do.  A couple of stray hairs from my braid tickled his face and he couldn't help but sneeze. In the process, he brought a hand up to cover his nose and mouth, bringing it away from my face. Freedom! I chanted his new 'nickname' again, laughing all the way.

"Okay. Way too much laughter for one day. Stop that irritating noise at once, please." Terris snapped.  Gee, what crawled up her arse? Ironfang grumbled.  I'm even closer to you two doofuses than she is.  Wait, what even is the plural of doofus?  I smacked the top of Ironfang's head, and he let out a loud grunt of disapproval.  Okay, Alistair is the only doofus.  Satisfied? Nodding, I whacked the top of his head again.  That was what he got for calling me a doofus in the first place.  Terris sent us another glare.

I raised both hands in the air. "Okay, okay, sorry." I remained laughing, and Alistair kicked me in the leg in the same fashion of how I kicked him. Oh hell no he didn't, I thought to myself. He probably did not expect that I was going to kick him back with my heel, and it hurt a lot more than when I did the same thing with my toes. He let out a hiss of pain, and I simply grinned. She's not actually sorry, said the amused voice of Ironfang, but if I were her I wouldn't be either, Alice. He groaned, squeezing my waist and choking me as revenge.

"So, Alice, do we touch down now?" Terris asked, before pulling Starfire into a nosedive. "Last one on the ground is a piece of rotten egg."

image: inspiration for terris's pocket dress.  drawn by jade (i can't draw to save my life lmao)