A Big Sister

"Flara!" A large ocean blue Typhoomerang shouted near a forest, while a violet Typhoomerang was pushing four eggs near a hole fill with water.

"Honestly, how long does it take her to find flowers?" The Male Typhoomerang asked the Female Typhoomerang.

"Well, you know Flara, Spike," The Female Typhoomerang began, looking up from dropping one of the eggs in the hole, "She always is picky on the things she wants."

"Yes, but not even Night Furies are as picky as her, Violet." Spike argued back, shaking his head.

The two Typhoomerangs notice, since her birth, Flara always was different. She doesn't run away from danger unless she is absolutely sure that it is dangerous, totally ignoring her instincts. They have no idea how that happen, but they thought it would pass, but it looks like they were wrong.

"Spike," Violet began, walking over to him, "I know Flara's different, but we need to support her, who knows what would happen if we don't."

"Of course I support her," Spike said, "But you saw how all those dragons made fun of her." He pointed out.

Before one of them could say anything else, a loud, "I'm here!" caught their attention as they turned to see young 3 year-old Flara walking towards them with four different color flowers in her mouth.

"Flara, what took you so long?" Spike said sternly.

"Oh, I just took a while to find the right colors, you know, to match?" Flara said shyly, showing her parents the Yellow, Lime Green, Pink, and a Emerald Green flowers she has in her mouth.

Spike sighed, "Flara, your siblings would've like any flowers you brought." He tried to reason with some of the dragon instincts in her.

Unfortunately, it didn't work as Flara said, "But it's a special day! I just wanted to pick something special for them!" She said with a cheerful smile.

Spike sighed again, and was about to say something else when Violet interrupt him, "You know dear, instead of arguing with our eldest, don't you think you should be watching our children being born?" She asked giving him a pointed look as she put the emerald egg inside the hole.

Flara gasped in excitement as she made her way over to the hole and bent down to get a better look before her mother pushed her away.

"Now, Flara, remember what I told you about going near hatching eggs?" Violet asked her daughter sternly.

"Yeah, yeah, they explode." Flara deadpan, before she got excited when she saw a baby yellow male Typhoomerang crawled out the water, looking innocent like a puppy dog.

"Flara, would like to meet one of your new brothers?" Violet ask her daughter, Flara nodded and went over to the curious looking dragon.

"Hi there..." Flara greeted gently, which makes the baby Typhoomerang's attention towards her, "I'm Flara, your older sister, I got you this." She dropped the yellow flower in front of him.

The baby Typhoomerang looked curiously at the flower, before he began to chomping on it.

"Wh-What are you doing?!" Flara shouted, full of shock and hurt that her own sibling just thought her gift was some type of food.

"Now Flara," Spike began, "Your brother doesn't know any better."

"But, I thought he would want to keep it!" Flara wined, thrusting her wings down like a baby, "I gave something from my heart and he just ate it like it was nothing!"

"Flara, not every dragon is like you! You should have realize this by now!" Flara jumped at her father's overly stern voice, but then looked down sadly, remembering her own 'disability.'

Violet hit Spike very hard with her tail and giving him a look before she bent her neck down to the sad Flara, "You know, Flara, there is still three more left, and who knows, maybe one of them could be like you." She tried to reassure her.

Flara looked over to the hole to see a male lime green and a female pink baby Typhoomerangs crawled out the hole, having the same curious expression like the yellow one.

"I doubt that..." Flara muttered, going over to them and lying down the lime green and pink flowers to them, but just like the yellow one, they just ate the flowers, making Flara sighed sadly.

"Flara..."Spike began, feeling bad for his behavior early, realizing how lonely Flara really is.

However, Flara just sadly walked over to a cliff, looking down at the ocean sadly.

"Let's just give Flara her moment." Violet whispered to her husband, who nodded and began to lead the newborn Typhoomerangs into the forest.

'Why was I born like this?' Flara thought sadly, she has no idea what cause her to be so...so emotional. Every since she was born, Flara began to learn how to talk just a few minutes after she was born, while any other dragon would learn how to talk until the short wing stage. Another example was when she began to learn how to fly in the baby tooth stage, she saw how her parents fly and she wanted to fly too, so she thought of methods that could help her fly, and it work, but that caused dragons to give her strange looks.

When she looked down to her claw on her wing, she realize she still has the Emerald flower in her mouth, which means there is still one more baby left.

"They probably would've eat it anyway..." She muttered sadly, before she realize something, no emerald baby Typhoomerang crawled out the hole yet, and it was filled with water...

Panic began to fill her as she ran quickly to the hole and looked down, gasping to see something on the floor, not moving at all.

"MOM! DAD!" Flara yelled, but before her family could reach her, she already jumped into the hole and began to swim down. She tried her hardest with her wings to swim down to the baby Typhoomerang. Once she reach the bottom, she near gasped seeing the baby Typhoomerang's eyes are closed and not moving at all.

Grabbing it's tail with her teeth, she began to swim it up to surface. After that, she first send the baby up to the surface first, then herself with her family already there.

"Flara! You know you can't swim well!" Spike scowled her.

"Well, you suspect me to leave my new sibling down there?!" Flara yelled, before she began to pant heavily.

Violet looked down at the sleeping Typhoomerang, who was more smaller and slimmer than the other babies.

"Spike, I think this one's a hiccup." She said to her mate, who also looked down to inspect him.

"You're right, would've been better off if Flara didn't remember him." He said, before realizing Flara was still here, and she gets very emotional...

"WHAT!?" Flara shouted, shocked that her own parents would just give one of them up, "Bu-But, what if he grows even stronger? Sure, he's small and skinny to the bone, but not every thing is what it seems!" She paused for a second, realizing there is something similar between her and her youngest brother, "I thought you two would've realize this with me." She added coldly, before turning away from them.

Both Spike and Violet were hurt by Flara's comment, but they knew she was right. Sure they never said much about Flara's 'predicament', but they never really help Flara through it that much.

Violet slowly began to walk over to her eldest daughter, "Flara, I know your father and I haven't really help you much through, this, phase, but how about this, if this little guy ever wakes up," She gesture to the still sleeping Typhoomerang, "You can teach him how to be...emotional, like you." She suggested.

"How I know he won't eat anything else I give him?" Flara shot back.

"Just give it a chance, and, we can keep him." Spike said, making Flara go deep in thought. She always wanted a younger brother who listens to her, and since her other two didn't work, and defiantly wasn't going to work with her new sister, so what has she got to lose?

"Alright," She sighed, making her parents smiled as the lead the other babies away from the two so they could have their time.

Flara slowly looked over to the sleeping Typhoomerang, her heart reaching out for the young one, she walked over to him and sat down next to him.

"Uh...hi there..." She started awkwardly, before taking a deep breath and said, "Listen, I know you probably won't understand me, but I'm going to be your big sister so, I'm different...well, I don't really know how to describe this, but, I'm extremely emotional." She smirked a little, "I know, I'm not very easy to understand, but know this, I really, really, love you, I just hope you wake up so I could really be a big sister to you." She smiled with hope, but it quickly dropped when her youngest brother still didn't wake up.

Sighing, Flara took out the flower, "And I was going to give this to you," She began, putting it next to her brother's nose, "when you came up, well I guess I had to help you with that," She laughed a little, before sighing sadly and put her head down.

As if miracle came forth from Valhalla, the emerald Typhoomerang's head suddenly began to move with his eyes twitching, which caught Flara's attention. She lean in to get a better look, and that was then her brother's eyes open.

"Mom! Dad! He's awake!" Flara yelled began to jump up and down excitedly while her youngest brother just stared at her like she was losing her mind.

Violet and Spike quickly hurried towards her with Flara's other siblings on their backs and bent down to get a better look at the emerald Typhoomerang, who was crooning softly.

"Well, isn't he lucky?" Spike laughed as Violet nudge the youngest affectionately.

"Hey, that's a good name, Lucky!" Flara brainstormed out loud to her parents.

"Then I guess we have to go with Lucky then." Violet smiled, before moving over so Flara could see, "Flara, met your youngest brother, Lucky."

"Hi Lucky.." Flara said gently.

Lucky cocked his head curiously at his older sister, before noticing a emerald flower nearby him. He took the flower in his mouth, which makes Flara frown a bit, thinking he was going to eat it like the others, but what surprise her was that Lucky walked over to her, and dropped the flower down to her, moving slightly like he wanted to give it to her.

Flara smiled as a few tears welled up in her eyes, before she picked up the flower with her tail, bringing it close to her face.

"Thank you, Lucky.." She said, which make Lucky look at her happily, and it was then she notice something different about his eyes compare to their parents and other siblings.

Another way that Flara was different that her eyes were the same color of her scales, which was dark red with a fiery orange rim around the pupils. The difference was that it was full of life, compare to her family's lifeless yellow eyes.

It was then, Flara realize that Lucky's eyes were just like her's, only his eyes were warm emerald green, but it was full of life.

That made Flara smiled, maybe she wasn't alone after all.

Author's Note: Hi there! Off with another story! Now, you must read BeyondTheClouds777's story, Seaworthy to understand who Flara really is. Also, if anybody has some name suggestions for Flara's other siblings, please tell me!