• Published 29th Jul 2013
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A Dragon's Life - BraxAttacks



Hunter Cunningham, a shy guy who kept mostly to himself and watched a show about colorful ponies, wakes up one morning to find that he is a dragon. It's as awkward as you would expect it to be.

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Chapter 2 - One Night

-Fluttershy's Cottage-

Hunter was ushered inside, the sound of the rain hitting the ground muted as soon as the heavy wooden door was pushed closed by the creme colored pegasus standing behind it. He stood still for a moment in the entryway, examining the home he had stepped into with curious eyes. He felt a compulsion to compliment the room.

It was pretty much the same as the show depicted it, with a green wooden floor covered with various scratch marks from all the animals that Hunter knew must move about the house. A large red rug was positioned in the center of the room, a flower pattern in the middle. On the wall to the right of the door was a large stone fireplace, an iron pot hanging above the dimly glowing coals by a metal rod. Directly across from Hunter was a small green sofa and a plush green chair, a small wooden stand between them. On the left was a rectangular entrance framed with wood that likely led to a different room. A staircase leading upwards was next to the second door.

Taking a small breath in, a smell drifted to Hunter's nostrils that could only be described as natural. It had a calming effect, especially after the ordeals he had dealt with in the forest.

"Your house is nice," he said quietly.

The utter lack of substance to the compliment made Hunter groan inside. Really setting the bar here, aren't we? He turned towards Fluttershy and gave a sheepish smile, ducking his now serpentine head with embarrassment.

Fluttershy blinked once before responding timidly. "Oh, um, thank you very much, um..."

Realizing that he had not introduced himself yet, Hunter cleared his throat. "Sorry. My name is Hunter. Uh, sorry I just kinda walked into your home, Fluttershy," said Hunter apologetically.

Immediately, Fluttershy shook her head from side to side frantically. "Oh, it's no problem, though, i-if I may ask..." her voice faded briefly as she thought of how to word her thought. "...Why are you here?"

"Well, uh..." Hunter trailed off as he realized that he didn't really know himself. Sure, he was well aware of the fact that, by chance, a forest fire drove him in the direction of the mare's cottage, but he had no clue as to why he had shown up in Equestria.

Fluttershy waited patiently for him to finish his sentence. Although it had taken many moments, the shock of seeing a dragon show up at her front door asking to come inside had passed. Regardless, she could not wrap her head around it completely. There was a dragon, in her home, and she wasn't even very scared.

She wasn't sure if it was just because of the confidence boost she had gotten when she had helped get the water from Ponyville to Cloudsdale, but the dragon silently sitting in front of her seemed... harmless. Maybe it was just because he was still young, judging by his height, but Fluttershy could easily suppress the urge to run.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing. "I don't really know, to be honest. I woke up not too long ago in the forest, and a fire forced me to run here, but other than that, I just don't know," he confessed, looking slightly ashamed.

"Oh, um, that's fine. Can you... not remember anything before waking up?" Fluttershy spoke quietly, trying not to do anything that could provoke him. Even though he gave the impression of being docile, her limited experience with dragons, excluding Spike, had shown her that they could be irritable creatures.

Hunter hesitated. On one hand, he could tell her about Earth, and humans, and all that stuff, yet for some reason, he didn't want to. "Um... no, I can't. There are some hazy pictures floating around, but I can't remember anything besides my own name. And how to talk, I guess," he lied.

Fluttershy was unsure of what to do. She had never dealt with any amnesiac animals before, and even if she had she doubted she could use the same techniques here. Whenever new animals came to her, she would usually pet them, feed them, and let them stay for a night.

"Okay, um, Hunter, right? Are you hungry? I could get you something eat if you want," she suggested, both her hostess manners and concern for the amnesiac in front of her compelling her actions.

"Sure, if that's fine with you," said Hunter.

Smiling, Fluttershy trotted through the doorway, calling over her shoulder, "Make yourself comfortable in here, I'll let you know when the food is done!"

Hunter nodded before looking around for someplace to sit down. All of the furniture was far to small for him to fit in or on, so he settled on laying down on the large rug. It felt weird and alien to be lying on his stomach, arms and legs tucked underneath his large but lithe body.

Deciding to get more used to his new body, Hunter gave his tail a gentle flick, trying not to hit or damage any of Fluttershy's belongings. He already felt like he was intruding, breaking something would probably make him feel guilty enough to leave on his own. He gave several more experimental flicks, feeling out how it responded to his thoughts.

Once he had a feel for the tail, he shifted his attention to the bat-like protrusions extending from his shoulders. Flapping them would disturb the room, so instead he simply fanned them out to either side, inspecting them more closely than he had in the forest.

The general shape of them was basically that of a bats, with a webbing spread between the wing's fingers. Peering closely, he noticed that the thin layer of skin was covered in scales that were much smaller than the ones covering most of his body, small enough that he hadn't noticed them at first. They were a darker grey than his other scales as well.

"Food is ready!"

Carefully, Hunter lifted himself from the rug and started walking towards Fluttershy's voice, before finding himself too large to fit through the entryway. "Uh, I'm too big, I can't fit through the doorway!" he called out, loud enough for her to hear.

There was a brief silence before she replied with, "Oh." His ears perked up when he caught the sound of wings flapping hard, accompanied by occasional soft grunts.

After a short while, Fluttershy entered the main room, a wooden platter holding two sandwiches with various vegetables inside next to a mound of steaming gems.

"...Gems?" asked Hunter weakly, his appetite lessened by the idea of eating the hardest kind of rock around. He could swear there were diamonds mixed in.

"Of course. All the dragons I've met have loved gems. I-is there something wrong with them? Are they cooked enough?" said Fluttershy, a hint of panic entering her voice.

"Oh, no, I'm sure that you did a great job cooking them, but..." Hunter had never watched past the first season of MLP: FiM, but he did know that gems were a delicacy to dragons, at least to Spike they were. He tried to ignore his fear that they were completely inedible, yet the feeling could not be shaken.

Apparently noticing his distress, Fluttershy set the platter down and began flapping her wings, flying closer to him. A sort of ease and confidence seeped into her voice as she consoled him. "It's fine if you don't want to eat them, it must seem weird to you with your memory loss, but I know a dragon who swears they taste good. For your own sake, give them a try?" she pleaded in the hopes that her guest, strange as he was, would feel good enough to give them a taste.

Hunter looked into Fluttershy's eyes and saw nothing but sincerity. Sighing quietly to himself, he reached a claw over to the still hot gems and grabbed a handful. Expecting them to be hot, he was surprised, pleasantly so, to find that he wasn't burned at all. They felt like they were just above being luke-warm, honestly.

Casting one last glance to the floating pegasus, he got a small nod. Finally throwing his doubt aside, he grabbed one gem off of the pile, a sapphire, with his teeth and started chewing.

It tasted heavenly.

His eyes widened at how amazingly tasty the rock he was eating tasted. At first, it tasted like an extremely creamy caramel, with a somewhat chunky texture. The aftertaste was something like a warm and filling bread, pure soft-but-simultaneously-hard delight.

Fluttershy looked at him with a satisfied grin, made happy by the knowledge that Hunter was enjoying the gems much more than he had expected to. The smile only grew as he started eating more of the gems, his pace growing progressively faster with each one.

Suddenly, a huge BOOOOOM filled the room, drowning out all other sounds for a few seconds. The happiness Hunter felt at discovering his new favorite food was shattered by his worst fear.

After she uncovered her ears, Fluttershy looked over to see a quivering dragon laying on her carpet. Understanding dawned on her as she realized why Hunter wanted shelter so badly. Without really thinking, she began to softly hum a tune, not any one in particular, but it had the desired effect.

Slowly, Hunter removed his scaled claws from his head and looked towards the source of the pleasant music. It was a gentle tune, inherently soothing nature, only helped by the fact that Fluttershy had a great singing voice. After a few more moments of the wonderful sound entering his ears, he couldn't help but feel fine again.

Seeing that Hunter was fine, Fluttershy stopped singing an flashed a quick smile at him before landing back on the ground. "Are you feeling better now?"

Hunter returned the grin. "Yeah, thank you Fluttershy. Something about thunder just... Blegh," he confessed. He looked outside through the fairly large window in the room at the rain still hammering away at everything outside. "What rotten weather."

Fluttershy walked over to him and sat down next to him, staring out the window as well as the pitter-patter of raindrops on glass dominated the room for a moment. "It's not so bad, really. The trees and plants need to get fed too, just like you and me," she explained.

Hunter glanced away from the window at her for a moment, before looking over her shoulder. "Speaking of which... Are you going to eat?"

Confused, she looked over her shoulder as well, and realized that she hadn't touched her sandwiches at all. Wanting to feel helpful, her stomach chimed in as well. She gave a soft giggle. "Oh, I guess I kinda forgot. Sorry."

Her apology was dismissed by a wave of his claw. "Nothing to be sorry for, as long as you promise to eat every bit, understand?" he mock ordered, directing a ridiculously stern finger-pointing at the pegasus.

Giggling, Fluttershy placed the platter on her head and started flying slowly up the stairs, yawning once before speaking. "I'm sorry I can't really do much to make you comfortable for the night, but I'll go get you a nice, warm blanket, okay?" she said.

Once again, he dismissed the polite offer with his claw. "I'm fine without the blanket, you don't need to go to the trouble. Good night!" He waved gently as she flew up the stairs, and only stopped once he heard the quiet sound of a door opening and closing.

Taking a second to stretch himself before going to bed, Hunter examined the room one more time, before looking down at his own body. Claws, scales, wings, a tail... almost everything about him physically was changed.

Hunter curled up as best as he could, staring at his claw, a dragon's claw, the whole time. He didn't stop staring long after the sun had gone completely down. He didn't stop staring after the rain had stopped and the clouds had left, revealing a bright moon that cast a soft glow on his grey form. He lost track of time completely, hours blurring into hours.

He fell asleep staring.

Author's Note:

Edited by Deprave, who also happens to be my brother. Go read his stuff, it's gooooooooooooooood~!