Year of the Dragon [HIATUS]

by Derpcadius Dragon


How to fly: For Dummies and the start of a Dragons Hoard

[Equestria: 2000 years in the past, week time skip]

Fucanglong groaned as she stared down at the tome in her claws, the title on its crest and front reading "How to Fly: For Dummies". A week and a day passed since she had appeared in Equestria and made friends of Summer Wind and Everpine. They had given her tomes such as "History of Equestria", and other informational tomes of that sort. During that week, Fucanglong had managed to learn how to use her breath weapon, Fire, and Summer Wind somehow got the both of them into trouble with Timberwolves, the same exact wooden wolf that attacked her on her first day in Equestria.

Glaring down at the book explaining the anatomy of Pegasi and other flying creatures, she slammed it close and gently set it on the grassy ground that wasn't near the little pond of her home. Speaking of her pond, she learned that some creatures such as frogs, fish, and small turtles lived in it. She decided to use it as a food reserve, eating those that looked ill or fat. Now, the pond was properly populated and with the help of Everpine, she managed to enlarge the pond so more growth could happen.

Summer Wind looked up from where he was napping, and looked to his upset dragon-serpent friend. He frowned, not liking how she looked so angry and sad. He got up from his little spot under a large oak tree and over to his friend. "Y'know, I know how important flying is for you, but don't you think you should calm down and take a break?" he asked, tilting his head. Fucanglong looked down at him and sighed, giving a nod, "Yeah, I'll do that. It's just so frustrating, I haven't even figured out if I have the magic to even fly, heck even if I can fly, I don't have the wings to help me change directions!" she growled, crossing her arms as she put on a upset face (or as well as she could, her scales were getting stiffer by the day).

Summer Wind snorted, "You obviously have the magic to fly if you can breath fire, and I bet you can use your noodle like body for that, like a snake! But then again you might need the help of a pegasi or a unicorn to figure out how to properly fly... I think. I think Book Worm and Wind Snapper can help you!" he grinned, looking to Fucanglong.

Fucanglong frowned, "But I'm a dragon, wouldn't they be scared of well... me? Considering I can now breath fire as well... but if you're really sure about it, go ahead." she groaned, then started itching at her scales, "Also, consider getting something oily for my scales? They've been going stiff lately... and sharp. I'll see if water helps of course... maybe the tree?" she groaned, mumbling as she waddled over to the water and dipped in.

Summer simply nodded, making a note to ask Everpine about the oil and dashed off to find Book Worm and Wind Snapper. In the town, he looked around a couple times, before laying eyes of a white mare with a light blue mane and tail, and next to her was a red stallion with a darker red mane and tail. Trotting over, he coughed to get their attention. The two turned to look at him, curious at the interruption.

"Excuse me, Book Worm, Wind Snapper, but a friend of mine needs help. You see, she's a dragon- well a Serpent really, but anyways she's trying to figure out how to fly. I suggested getting you two for her, since I know you two would help any pony with trouble, and well despite being-" he rambled, nervously looking around the place.

Book Worm chuckled, "Alright, alright. I'll come help. Besides, what more to ask and study a dragon, a 'serpent' as you so called her. I'm sure Wind Snapper would also love to meet her." he hummed, glancing his dark purple eyes to the mare. Wind Snapper nodded, looking at Summer, "Yeah, I would love to meet her, sounds interesting too. Maybe she can give me tips on weather or such. I heard from the ponies that come from that land that serpents are known to be masters of water and weather." she commented.

Summer grinned, and galloped his way to the pond his friend called home, the two following him from above and behind. In the clearing, he saw Fucanglong peeling something golden and shiny from her skin, grumbling in relief. He tilted his head, and noted that it looked like skin or silk. He shrugged, and approached slowly.

"Fucan, I brought Book and Wind. They both wanted to ask questions and stuff about you... sorry. Heh heh." he chuckled nervously, crossing his front legs. Fucanglong looked to him after peeling the rest of the golden stuff of her, which she crunched up into a ball and threw it behind her, nearly hitting Wind Snapper in the process. "Yeah, no problem. At least I'll be able to fly after this." she grumbled, lowering herself to sit down, tail curling around her claws.

It seemed like days for her, but she finally managed to float and fly thanks to the work of Book Worm and Wind Snapper. As day became night, the two adults toke off back to the village, taking Summer with them after hearing Everpine calling for him. Fucanglong waved goodbye, her body suspended in air as her lower body curled and uncurled, before she frowned.

"I don't wanna leave them, but it's dangerous for them to have me here, plus I'm a dragon. I doubt the village will like that they kept the secret of a dragon here. I should leave tonight... maybe leave something? No. Don't want that. Grrr, why does everything have to be so confusing!" she roared, then clamped her mouth shut as she looked around cautiously. Sighing in relief nobody came to investigate, she twirled her tail and landed on the ground.

Fucanglong curled up on the ground, trying to think, but only one thing came to mind. She needed to leave, she needed a proper den away from ponies, but she also needed books. It was sort of like instinct, like as if she wanted to hoard a bunch of books instead of gems and gold. She frowned, looking to the tome, before shaking her head. Not good enough, has to be rarer. With a grin, she stood up. Looking in the direction of the village, she knew. "Time to steal some ancient and rare tomes... heh"

With a lash of her tail and the curved movement of her frontal body, she toke to the air and swiftly made it to the village just in time to see everything go dim and quiet. Spotting what looked to be a library, she floated downwards and near a window. Glancing in, she noted nothing of such worth and rarity, but didn't feel surprised at all. After all, she hasn't gone in and explored. Curling her lip, she breathed her hot flame at the window, careful not to set the patchwork of the roof aflame.

When she stopped breathing fire onto the glass, the glass had melted and became hardened glass that smoothed away from the window, allowing a small passage. Squeezing through, she curled through the library. Combing through the books, she found several note-worthy books and nabbed them. She even managed to find the rarer books and such in the Librarian's room, and toke those along with the scrolls and what looked like dragon fire in a jar. Grinning in success, she set forth back to her melted glass creation.

Floating away from the Library and holding about seven books, five scrolls, and at least three jars of green dragon fire, she spotted a quilt being held on a clothesline. With a grin, she snatched it and used it to hold her goodies- her hoard if you will. Looking around, she decided to head towards the mountains in the horizon and settled off, leaving the only evidence of being there being a single golden scale, sharp as a knife and as shiny as the sun itself.

Fucanglong looked back, feeling saddened, however she looked forward once more, putting on her brave face. It was better for them and herself, she reminded. Besides, if she was a dragon, or a serpent, she would live far longer than them. There is little to no chance of them meeting again... right?