... I'M BACK LOVELIES!
Writing more for DragonHeart and with BECCA!
Now, this story is just a series of funny little pieces, so there isn't going to be some immensely awesome plot (SORRY), but it IS for fun and just because I got this idea and just HAD to use it! xD
I DO NOT OWN DRAGONHEART! Just Becca, and this story IDEA, NOT the DRAGONHEART idea.
Anyways... FIRST CHAPTER!
Chapter One: Doorways and Digital Clocks
Humming along her way down the street, Becca happily munched on a small bag of popcorn while she fixed the hat on her head. The day was a late sunny afternoon in August, not to hot and not cold at all, thank goodness that the recent heat-wave had lessened or else she would have stayed indoors with her beloved air-conditioning. Instead she had been forced out of the house by her landlord, a rather nice woman who always tended to her herb-garden and offered Becca rides to the grocery store every now and again. Yet today she had told Becca to get outside, claiming that she had been spending too much time indoors playing 'noisy games' and needed some fresh air.
If you count living by the highway getting fresh-air… she thought in amusement.
The house she was currently a tenant in was rather small, a little cozy house only a few blocks away from the highway. Though it was sometimes a little noisy she enjoyed living there, it was close to a large park and only a twenty-minute walk from the store, fifteen if she took her bike, or better yet, transformed. Having been living in the house for almost a year, Becca had done well to hide her little, 'difference'; Living with a young werewolf is probably not the kind of thing her landlady would like to know.
Becca popped another kernel into her mouth, crunching on it and sighing. It had been at least three years now, since her last adventure with Geoff and Drake, her 'job' had given her a 'break' (for now, if you could call it one) and she had decided to go back to school for a year or so. Looking down the road towards the park ahead of her, Becca beeline for her favourite spot. The spot was a small shaded glade surrounded on all sides by trees and separated from the park by a significant amount of undergrowth, accessible by a narrow and small path through the trees that only Becca really knew of. The grass there was soft to lie on and there was a large tree just in the right spot to prop her back against and relax, shading her from the bright sunlight. Once reaching the spot she placed her black shoulder bag next to her and sat down, leaning on the smooth bark while gazing up at the sky while still chewing her snack. Turning to her side she opened her bag and pulled out a sketchbook filled with messy pages and drawings; slipping a clean sheet of paper out she began sketching something random.
Man I miss you guys… she thought, her mind straying back to her crazy, wild adventures back in time. It was always so much fun, now I'm bored out of my mind and getting fat off of junk food… she placed the bag next to her and crossed her arms over her chest, ruffling her striped t-shirt while she bowed her head. It was fun though, and I guess I've had my fun.
A calm breeze blew through the glade, rustling the tree above her and making it groan. Becca breathed deeply before closing her eyes and dozing for a moment or so, dreaming of her antics and her times in the past, that and thinking of her next meal.
Suddenly there was a loud CRACK! Nearby and a few muffled thudding noises, followed by grunts of discomfort and frustration. Becca jolted awake and sat up, ready and waiting incase something flew at her suddenly.
But instead all she head was a short curse and a second voice's scolding tone, curious Becca stood and crept closer to the part of the undergrowth where she heard the voices emanating from. Peeking through the bushes she peered into the shade, spotting one hulking shadow and a second, far smaller shadow beside it.
"Dammit… did we need to fly so close to that cliff?" came one voice, sounding like a boy and a man's at the same time.
The other one just growled, "Well don't blame me! That mountain came out of nowhere!" something snapped and the bushes around the area quivered.
"Of all the dim-witted morons in the world, you are the worst!"
"You look funny!"
"You're face is funny!"
"OY! I'd hate to break it up but you're both in a public area, keep the insults to a minimum please or I'd have to beat you with a cracker," said Becca, rather amused. The two shadows froze in place, neither moving but unable to escape Becca's stare, for her wolfish eyes penetrated even some of the darkest of nights.
There was a long silence before the smaller shadow stirred and asked, "…B-Becca?" came a tentative inquiry.
The girl went stiff, her name mentioned by some random guy sending a shiver of fear up her spine, "Who are you? What do you want?" she tensed her body, ready to transform and run home at a moment's notice and bolt.
"Becca? Is that really you?" the shadow came closer and Becca backed away.
"Answer me or I'll rip you to shreds! Who are you and what do you want?" she snapped.
The shadow paused, "Becca, it's us!" stepping into the light, Becca saw the familiar curly blond hair and boyish face of Geoff, his blue eyes lit with happiness; beside him was a large dragon with coppery-green scales and warm, friendly yellow eyes that seemed to sparkle in happiness. Staring at him in disbelief, Becca gawked at the boy as if she were dreaming some absurd and impossible dream.
But the silence only lasted so long.
"WHAT THE FUCK MAN! HOW THE HELL ARE YOU HERE? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO MORONIC-POPCORN-POPSICLE-POPROCKS DOING HERE?" she flew back out of the bushes to stand in the clearing by the tree with her shoulders squared and her eyes wide with surprise.
Stumbling out of the brush came both the boy and the dragon, Drake significantly taller than Geoff for obvious reasons, and crashing over a large bush. Once they were both standing on the glade in front of Becca, she gawked at them again while they stared back. Clearly time had messed up again, for they were no older than they had been when she had left them three years earlier, yet she had changed drastically.
Time must be REALLY screwy… if the tables have flipped, Becca remarked inwardly.
Suddenly Geoff leapt at her, throwing his arms around her with a loud whoop of joy. Caught off-guard Becca yelped and fell over onto her back painfully, whacking her head on the ground and groaning in pain. Drake laughed and sat down beside them, "Come on Geoff! Let the poor girl breathe!" he said in amusement, Geoff scoffed and sat back, leaving Becca gasping for breath.
Sitting up, Becca smiled and stared at them, "What are you two doing here?" she asked for the third time.
Geoff shrugged, "We were just flying around and for some reason we hit this really strong wind, then suddenly we hit this weird vortex thing and dropped from the sky and down here!" he grinned widely, "Right onto you, I guess," looking around he tried to discern his surroundings, frowning and looking back at her, "Where are we? Is there a village nearby?"
Becca cringed and smiled nervously, "Uh… you're in the city,"
Both he and Drake looked about in shock and surprise, which seemed to be a frequent and permanent expression on their faces now, both replied, "WHAT?"
"Well this is just a park! A small recreational wood, you two are actually in the middle of the city…" Becca motioned around them and the two still gawked at her. "of course you would be able to see it all from higher up, well maybe not all of it… cities here are a lot bigger than ones where you come from,"
Just then Drake opened his wings and stepped forward, "I'll go take a look, see how far away this 'city' is from here,"
Clearly not listening! Becca ran up to him and stood on his paw, "NO! NO! NO! NO! You can't do that!"
"Why not?" Drake arched an eyebrow, his golden eyes gazing at her questioningly.
"BECAUSE! If someone saw a dragon flying about they'd call the army or start a panic attack! No, you have to stay here!" ordered the werewolf, refusing to budge from her spot even when Drake tried to move her off.
Geoff stood then, "But a dragon is not scary, Drake is friendly! Back home almost everyone knows that,"
"Try telling that to two-million terrified people Geoff," she said.
He sighed heavily, running a hand through his curly hair, "So what are we supposed to do then?"
Eyeing Geoff's scruffy hair, his ruffled tunic and the rest of his medieval garb, she frowned. Then turning to look at Drake, his body the size of a Clydesdale horse and his tail doubling his length, she groaned hopelessly. "Geoff, you're easier to hide than Drake. You two will just have to wait here until nightfall and I'll bring you back home with me, but for now I'll have to go find you some clothes Curly," packing her bag, the girl slung the pack onto her shoulder and nodded, "Both of you hide in the bushes where you fell, it will be easier to hide if someone else knows of my spot… though I'm sure not many people do," she reassured them, bouncing off to the side of the clearing.
Arching an eyebrow, Geoff held out his hands, "And what do we do? Just sit on our backsides until you get back?"
"YUP!" and with that she disappeared into the path.
It was late evening when Becca finally crawled back into the clearing, the sun had set long ago and the stars were just winking into light now. When she appeared she heard nothing, suddenly suspecting that she had imagined their appearance she nearly sighed and turned around to leave. Instead she approached the bushes on the other side of the tree and whispered.
"Geoff? Drake?" she called softly into the shadows. To her relief there was a stirring sound and a responsive answer.
"Yes? Becca? Is that you?" It was Geoff, Becca could spot his keen blue eyes in the shadows and she grinned.
"Come on out of there, I have to get you back home as quickly as I can!" she motioned for them to hurry as she bounced away to make room. Moments later Drake and Geoff trampled from the growth and followed her into the grassy glade, the dragon stretching like a cat and yawning widely as he uncurled his cramped muscles.
Becca tapped her foot, "Drake? Could you fly all three of us out of here? It's too dense over there where I came in," pointing upwards she grinned and Drake nodded. "Okay, take us up and I will tell you where to go," that said, the dragon allowed her to jump onto his back along with Geoff, who sat behind her. A few seconds passed as he unfurled his wings and fanned them, only to drive them downwards and shoot into the air.
Directing Drake carefully, Becca got the dragon to fly out over the park at a low height and land just on the street outside it. After that they hopped off and Becca led the way down the street so cautiously that Geoff started to think the whole town riddled with enemies. A long time passed with no disturbances, much to Becca's immense relief, and they got to the house in one piece.
It was small and hard to see in the dark, even with the brightness of the street lamps a few houses down. Inside the lights were off and both the front and back doors were shut tight and locked, Becca removed something that jingled from her pocket and crept around the back of the house to the side door. Holding the jingling, shiny mass in her hands she inserted one of the things, which was a flat-ridged device, into the doorknob and jiggled it a little. Soon it clicked open and she swung the door inwards into a shadowy house, striding in she flicked on a small light and immediately the room flooded with warm luminescence.
"Alright, Curly help me get Drake through the door please," she said, with her pulling and Geoff pushing from behind, Drake fit through the doorway with only just a little scratching of the paint. Becca smiled, "Come on guys! Into the house we go, there's only one floor so we don't have to worry about stairs, Drake you will just have to sleep in my room with Curly, I'll take the guest room," Becca knew there was always an extra room, her landlady allowed her to use it if she had too much of an overflow of work in one room and needed to sleep somewhere else.
After stuffing Drake into yet another tight spot, the poor dragon looking utterly distraught and cramped in his space, Becca smiled at them. She glanced at the clock on the table beside her bed, reading 1:30 a.m. and let out a short breath. "Right! My landlady won't be back tonight, thank heavens she is out with some friends, I'm going to be in the other room, DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING! If you break any of my stuff… you will die a slow and painful death…" giggling she snatched up her laptop and left the room, "Goodnight lovelies!" she called cheerily.
It was rather strange, she never thought this could happen before, and now it had. Instead of her going back in time, it was them who were jumping forward into it.
Odd… wonder why this is happening? Laughing as she crawled into bed, Becca snuggled against the covers and was soon fast asleep, a large smile plastered across her chest as she slept.
8D Let me know what you think!
I got a little lazy/tired during the last little bit, MORE FUNNY TO COME! ME PROMISE!
R&R please! ^_^ *hugs*