I was trying to get into the writing grove... and figured this prompt could be easy. Its a silly little stupid story of my self insert character into a show which I loved as a little kid. Some loves are long lasting... heh heh.
This could take place during the auction episode of season 3 where Snotlout dresses up as a blonde rich buyer.
Leor — with her dark brown green eyes, skin the color of golden sand, and raven hair — was watching the area. She sported her usual black top with a red and lavender patch, purple knitted arm warmers, sepia/caramel pleated skirt, dark brown pants, and tumbleweed colored fur boots with red laces. Staying clear of the auction grounds, especially backstage — more or less — to not interfere with all the hustle and bustle. Her uncles had urgent business to attend to. Normally she wouldn’t be near. However she’s heard of some incredible stories recently. A gang of dragon riders, terrorizing business affairs and looting ships. And if she really thought hard, she didn’t really have anything else important to do. Plus she was getting bored and wanted to have a front row seat of some possible jaw-dropping events. Seeing the cause of such tales or even the reactions and dumb-folded that the men have been telling others would have the trip more than worth it. These riders have made such a threat that the men have taken extra precautions to doubling security.
Now usually, young women such as herself wouldn’t be brought to such place — the smell/stench alone would scare. But ironic as it is she too has a dragon, that which she occasionally ride on. Oh the tale of how they met is an interesting one. Sitting back here under the dabble lighting of the sunlight, thinking of why on earth she came here, and trying to calm her nerves. Sometimes internal thoughts wonder, and wants you to reminisce.
Leor was maybe 11 or 12 when she first laid eyes on her beloved scaly friend. Rogo her beloved — a violet and red colored dramillion — was small. “Do you remember how we met Rowgie? I think it was night time. There was a celebration or gathering happening, a party with lots of food. I think I had wandered near the nursery. And there you were. A lot of your friends seemed to have ventured off. Though there were two or three others there. I got curious and got nearer. The lot of you piped up and skittered towards me. I dunno why but I found some food for ya’ll and feed you. It sounded like someone was approaching, the big dragons couldn’t have been too far away either. I’ve overstayed my welcome, and tried make my leave to exit. But this one dragon would not left me leave. In fact the adorable reptile followed me out. Or at least you must’ve — despite my many attempts of making you stay or be distracted so I could dash away. Cause the next few days, you were pikabooing me outta nowhere. You remember that? Haha-”
Mhm… Leor is snapped out of her bliss by a dark beast and skinny man entering the mouth of the dungeon. Rogo stayed behind, enjoying his snack still as Leor ventured closer for a better look. The structure held all sorts of dragons. She was careful to not draw too much attention to herself, and in awe at what she saw. A nightfury. Or at least she thought it was a nightfury, she’ve only ever seen drawings of the creature. The skinny person was unlocking doors. Scared of what the night fury could do, Leor figured confronting wasn’t the best course of action. She had taken a step back to process what she’d just witness, maybe a second gone by and when she turned back to see the rider and his dragon, they were gone.
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