//------------------------------// // Garble's Story // Story: Enter the Dragon(ess) // by hamcon //------------------------------// Barb led Garble to the library with an angry expression on her face.  She had no idea why Garble was here, and he wouldn’t explain to her until they were in a private location.  Also she thought that what Garble thought was serious was most likely a practical joke on her, she would find out soon enough. The two reached the library with Garble trying to hold in a snicker at the sight, but failed, gaining Barb’s attention.  “Is something funny?” “Yeah, not only do you live with a pony, but you also live in a tree.  Do you also pick flowers and write letters to a special someone?” Garble asked mockingly, a smug smile on his face. Barb decided to answer it calmly, while unlocking the door, “I don’t pick flowers, I buy them, but I write to Princess Celestia from time to time,” “Celestia?  I think I heard that name somewhere,” Garble whispered to himself, trying to remember where he heard that name before.  He was so deep in thought that he didn’t notice that Barb was held the door open, tapping her foot. “Are you coming in, or are you just going to stand there?” Barb asked, cutting Garble’s concentration; the red dragon just glared at her and walked inside.  Barb quickly followed. Garble was standing in the middle of the room, looking at all the books that lined the shelves.  “You live in a library, is your pony friend a nerd or something?” “Hey, it was the only place Twilight and I could live in Ponyville.  It’s not like she and I can live in a castle that grew from the ground because of some magic box,” Barb retorted, although she wondered why she said something that sounded so stupid. “Whatever,” Garble rolled his eyes and sat on a chair, leaning it back on two legswith his arms behind his head.  Barb sat in front of him and crossed her arms. “Now, why are you in Ponyville?” “Well, it all started in the Dragonland,” ______________________________________________________________________________ ~Some time ago in the Dragonland~ A pink dragoness walked away, her nose up, leaving an injured Garble.  The red dragon rubbed his bruised cheek.  “What’s her problem?” “Maybe it is because you said that you said that she looked good for an older dragoness,” his friend answered, which he soon regretted as he got a harsh glare from the red dragon. “Well it is her fault that she didn’t take it as a compliment,” Garble shot back, not hearing that one of his friends said a quiet “sure” to the dragon next to him.  He sighed and began walking away when he was interrupted by a red dragon, only slightly larger than him, landing in front of the surprised teenage dragon. “Hey, watch where you’re landing!” The scolding had no effect on the larger dragon, who just stared at Garble with a glare.  This confused Garble; he did not know who this dragon was.  Although the glare did make him worried, wondering what could make this dragon angry at him.  The red dragon spoke in a rough tone, “The Elder Dragons want to talk to you.” This caused a collective gasp from the group of teenage dragons, but a nervous gulp from Garble.  The Elder Dragons only called to other dragons if they were finding a dragon to replace one of their own who had died, or because one of the dragons did something that angered the Elders.  Since Garble was nowhere near old enough to become an Elder, it could only be the latter.  It was as if the silence would last forever, until Garble’s white dragon friend said, “It was nice knowing you,” ______________________________________________________________________________ Garble stood in front of the cavern where the Elder Dragons lay.  He gulped and tried to reassure himself, “It can’t be that bad, maybe they just want to say how much of a great dragon I am,”  he nervously smiled, but he couldn’t help but think that it was not that. He sighed and walked through, coming into an enormous area where the 5 Elder Dragons sat in a half circle, with the wisest in the middle.  They all stared at the teenage dragon, and the one in the middle spoke, “Garble, do you know why you are here?” “N-No,” Garble answered, sweating up a storm; if the situation got any worse, he would most likely shit himself. The dragon to his right spoke with a booming voice, “You are here because you attacked one of the rulers of Equestria!” “T-that can’t be, I’ve never been to Equestria!” Garble exclaimed.  To dragonkind, it was a serious offence to attack the 2 rulers of Equestria, Luna and Celestia.  The same protection was recently extended to [the alicorn]  Cadence, ruler the Crystal Empire. Attacking the rulers could only end two ways: banishment or death. To Garble’s knowledge, the rulers hadn’t been to the Dragon Lands for over a decade, and he never wished to hurt them, as he would be a disgrace, and most likely hunted down. “It was not the three you are thinking of,” the dragon to his left said, speaking in a smooth voice.  “It was a new ruler, one who goes by Twilight Sparkle, student to the Sun Ruler, and caretaker of Spike,” “You mean the unicorn that babies Spike?  She isn’t even an alicorn!” Garble exclaimed, remembering that when Twilight did come for Spike, she was a unicorn and not an alicorn. “That may have been true before, but she ascended to an alicorn; she is now the Magic Ruler,” the dragon to the middle-left explained in a harsh tone.  “because of that, your attack on her must be punished,” “What is the punishment?” Garble asked, all the while thinking about how stupid it is that since Twilight was now an alicorn, his past attack was now deemed treason to the Dragon Law. “You must go to the village of Ponyville, where you will find the Magic Ruler, and you will apologize, while working for the town.  For an entire year,” the middle dragon answered.  Garble stood agast and sputtered his words.  “You can’t be serious!  There is no way I am going there to work for some pansy ponies!”  Garble should have stopped talking, as a loud crunch was made by the dragon on his middle-right, the rock under the claws crushed to dust. “If you do not accept your punishment, you will be banished to the Land of the Windigoes!” The dragon yelled, his shouts causing the cliffs to shake with rubble falling off.  The teenage dragon stared in absolute fear. “N-not there!  Only two d-dragons have been banished there!  My crime can’t be as bad as theirs!” Garble shouted.  Only the worst crimes caused by a dragon banishes them to the Land of the Windigoes.  The land was feared by all, as once a creature steps a foot in, they only last a week before they freeze solid. “Yes, your crimes are not as heinous the others who were banished there before, but the fact remains that you almost killed the Magic Ruler, and you attacked Spike.  Your crimes caused you to be hated by the dragons, I am only giving you this chance to better yourself and to make up for your mistakes,” the middle dragon spoke, looking at Garble with sympathy; he was the only one to have seen what the two dragons have done to deserve banishment, and begs that no other dragon shares the same fate. It was an easy decision for the teenage dragon and while he didn’t like it, he didn’t want to die.  He let out a sigh and spoke, “I will go to Ponyville,” “Very good, now there are some things to know first.” The middle dragon said, grabbing Garble’s attention. “1: You must wear clothes, the ponies of Equestria do not allow nudity. 2. You must leave your hoard behind, you do not want your dragon instincts to run amok.  Finally 3. You must follow their laws, and pay for any law that you break, is that clear?” Garble grumpily nodded.  He was hoping that he would be able to bring his hoard, but he guessed that he could survive. “Excellent, I will get some dragons to guard your hoard while you are away, and I suggest you go to the town of Chinjoka at the border of the Dragon Land and Equestria.  Find a seamstress to make you some clothes.  May you have a safe journey,” Garble sighed and left the area, seeing his gang at the entrance of the cavern. “Soooo, while you're gone, can I date your sister?” The white dragon asked, getting a low growl from Garble who walked away.  “I’ll take that as a no,” ______________________________________________________________________________ Garble was outside his cave where two dragons were guarding the entrance, ready for any ready for any thieves to try their luck to steal from it. “Make sure that my gold rod is still there when I come back, I do not want to find out that it is missing from my hoard,” Garble ordered the two dragons, although they just stood there like the didn’t hear him, he just grumbled and flew off.  The moment he was out of sight, the dragon on the left side of the cave gave a small chortle, “I wonder why he likes his gold rod so much,”.   The dragon on the right just stared at his partner, “keep your mind out of the lava pit.” ______________________________________________________________________________ As Garble flew, he was scanning the area for any signs of a town called Chinjoka, “Why would ponies make a town so close to us, don’t they know that we can just squash them like they were nothing?” he mumbled to himself.  He saw a large sign that read “Welcome to Chinjoka” and gave a “huh” to himself.  “That was surprisingly easy,” He landed just half a kilometer from the town and beganwalking .  On his way, he saw that there were some trees around the area, and some pools of water, showing how the ponies were able to survive this close to the Dragon Lands.  As he came closer, he saw that the buildings were made of stone, and some of them looked as if they could fit a 20 foot dragon.  The moment he got a clear view of the streets, he realized that the buildings did house dragons, as there were some walking with the ponies. He walked into town, his mouth wide open in surprise.  He never expected that ponies could be walking and talking to dragons, as if they live there themselves.  He saw dragons helping an old mare with her goods, a stallion talking to a dragon while they were eating, and most surprising of all, a drake and a mare together under the shade.  The mare rested her head on the drake’s chest, like they were dating. Garble was so shocked at all this he didn’t hear a dragoness come behind him, “Excuse me sir, I think it’s impolite to stare,”  Garble jumped into the air before turning around to face the dragoness.  “Don’t do that!” “Sorry, but you were just staring at that couple, like you never seen a pony and dragon date before,” the dragoness said.  Garble got a look at her; her scales were yellow, and she had red spines.  She was just 2 inches shorter than Garble, but she had a large set of wings.  Garble also took note that she was pretty thin, although she did have some wide hips and breasts that were close to the D range.  What was most surprising however was the fact that she was wearing clothes, some blue skinny jeans and red tank-top. Garble took his attention away from the dragoness and spoke, “Look, last time I checked, ponies and dragons don’t date,” The dragoness gave him an incredulous look before gaining a look of realization, “Oh, you must be from the Dragon Lands, that explains why you are so surprised by this,”  she put her arm around Garble’s shoulder and pulled him to her body.  “This is Chinjoka, the only place in the world where dragons and ponies live together,” Garble escaped from the dragoness’ grasp, “I can see that, why is that?” Garble asked, actually curious. “Well, it all began 200 years ago when a stallion and a dragoness fell in love, but since they couldn’t live in their respective countries, they moved here to create a town where ponies and dragons can be together.  I don’t know where the name came from though,” the dragoness explained, surprising Garble that she was able to explain the towns history in just a few sentences. “Okay, are there any dragon-ponies around?” Garble asked, seeing that if this towns allows ponies and dragons to date (although he was against the idea), there should be some dragon-ponies running around. “Yes, there is, but they are not what you expect them to look like,” the dragoness explained. “Oh, well what do they look like?” The dragoness giggled and pointed to herself, “I am a dragon-pony,” Garble just stared in shock. “H-how, you don’t have any pony parts!” All that the dragoness needed to do was put her hands under her breasts and lift them up, “Do you know any dragoness has has these?” “Well, not that big, they are usually bumps, and they are not as thin as you… Oooh,” “Yeah, all females look like me, and all the males look like stallions, except they are more resilient to fire, have scales under their fur, and have two dicks,” the dragoness then did a facepalm.  “I am so sorry, I forgot to ask for your name.” “The name is Garble,” “I’m Ruby  So,  what brings you here?” Ruby asked.  Garble sighed and answered “I am going to Ponyville, so I need some clothes,”  Garble had to stop talking and focus on his balance as Ruby dragged him away by the arm. “You talked to the right dragoness: I am the local seamstress, so I can make your clothes in a heartbeat,” Ruby was so enthusiastic, she didn’t notice that Garble was starting to regret talking to her. Some time later, the two dragons were in Ruby’s shop.  Ruby put Garble in the center of the room, got out her measuring tape and pencil.  “Now please spread your arms.” Garble complied, raising out his arms while rolling his eyes.  Ruby took the tape and started measuring his arm length, his chest, and finger to finger.  She wrote it down on a clipboard and instructed him to put his arms down,  she went to measure his stomach, and decided to chat with him. “So why are you going to Ponyville?” She asked, putting the tape around his stomach. “It-it’s private,” Garble answered; he didn’t want to say that he almost killed one of Equestria’s rulers, and now had to stay for a year.  Ruby nodded while moving the tape around his waist, once again writing down the measurement on her clipboard. “I heard that there is a dragon living there, and that he is working for the new princess,” Ruby commented, measuring Garble’s legs while looking away from his crotch. “I already know, I met him once,” Garble mentally slapped himself for saying that, as Ruby stopped her measuring and stared up at Garble, “Really?  What is he like?” “He is… a baby dragon, and doesn’t really know much about his own kind,” he answered, not wanting to give away that he attacked the Magic Ruler, who happened to be Spike’s caretaker. “Poor little guy, he must have felt out of place,” Ruby whispered, finishing her measurement from the floor to Garble’s crotch.  “All done, will be right back with your new clothes,” she grabbed her stuff and walked into the back. “Wait, don’t you need to see that it will fit me?  Or what looks good on me?” Garble asked.  He may not like ponies, but he heard from some dragons how ponies make clothes. “No need, I know what will look good on you, it’s my special talent!” Ruby yelled back.  Garble shrugged his shoulders, went to take a seat, and took a nap. Some hours later, he felt a shake on his shoulders, he opened his eyes to see Ruby with a grin.  “All your clothes are done, now time for you to dress up,” Garble got up and followed Ruby into the back, where he saw a ton of clothes on racks, “You made all this?” Garble asked, shocked that a dragoness could work that fast. “Yes I did, it is very easy to do, now try one,” Ruby pushed Garble into the nearest rack, and grabbed some clothes.  Garble just sighed, took them from Ruby and began dressing up. ______________________________________________________________________________ Garble was looking into the mirror as he put on the black jacket and black pants.  He had to admit; it wasn’t that bad, almost everything fit, and the colours fit him.  Meanwhile Ruby was putting all the clothes Garble wanted into a bag.  According to Ruby, the bag was able to hold anything because it was enchanted by some unicorns.  She gave the bag to Garble, who was surprised at how light it was, and led him to the front of the store. “So, how much is all of this?” Garble asked, knowing that he would have to pay now. “Don’t worry about it, it is on the house.  Besides, you didn’t have any pockets to hold money, but I will give you this,” Ruby went behind the counter and grabbed a bag full of bits and gave it to Garble. “There is 5,000 bits in that bag: it is to pay for a hotel, I also I think you should look for a job, as you don’t want to starve while you are there.” Garble was shocked at this generosity, and simply said thank you before leaving the store and flying off. ______________________________________________________________________________ ~Present time~ “So I found a hotel, then started searching for you and Twilight,” Garble finished his story, seeing Barb comprehending everything that was said. “So you are here because you are being punished?  I had no idea,” Barb said, feeling bad about punching  Garble now. “Yeah, now I need to find a job, and wait for Twilight to get back so I can apologize for her,” Barb heard Garble’s predicament, and decided that she had better help him, “Garble, I will help you find a job in two days, but you need to make sure that you listen to what I say, got it?” “Yes, Barb,” Garble answered, although he sounded uninterested, “Listen, can I go now?  The sun is going down.” Barb looked outside to see that the sun was coming down, got up and opened the door, “You can leave now, but make sure to be here in two days,” Garble stood up and walked right out the door, she closed the door and turned off all the lights.  She went upstairs to Twilight’s room and began to undress.  She caught herself in the mirror, and explored her body, with one question coming to mind, “did the raw magic turn me into a dragon-pony?” ______________________________________________________________________________ At the train station, the cart doors had just opened to let the ponies pour out.  Out of all of them, was an orange pegasus with blue hair, brown pants, blue shirt, and a duffle bag.  He looked around town and asked himself, “Now where is the hotel?”