Hello, readers! I was surprised that such a great book series such as Dragon Slippers only had three or four fanfics! Though I can't really blame you all, the books are great the way they are. There will be minor adjustments here and there, but maybe nothing too major.
Enjoy my first Dragon Slippers Fanfic!
Creel's POVI trudge down the dirt road absentmindedly, letting the light drizzle of rain fall upon my straight dirty blond hair. I sigh and look up at the dull sky. Today's weather is perfect for the occasion. My parents just died, leaving me and my little brother with our silly aunt and uncle. My parents were very sick from some rare disease and finally died after three years of suffering. Today is the day of their funeral.
I clutch the bag on my shoulder as tightly as I can at the thought of my parents. In the bag lies my mother's embroidering and sewing material. Though I'm only twelve, I've matched my mother's skill in the dressmaking business and I plan on keeping my mother and my favorite pastime very much alive. I even sewed the black dress I have on now with intricate embroidery on it.
I let the tears I've been holding in go after holding them in for the past week. I loved my parents dearly, and the thought of not being able to see them again is killing me slowly. Why did they have to go, why?
Soon I am violently sobbing and blindly walking. After about ten minutes of sobbing, I wipe the tears out of my eyes and observe my surroundings. I am in front of a cave entrance. I look around a bit and recognize the place; this is the supposed dragon's cave. I'm not saying that I don't believe in dragons, I do, it's just that there's nothing in this plain town that anything would want.
"Maybe the dragon is really here and it'll eat me." I say with a bitter laugh while looking at the raining sky. "Hopefully he doesn't swallow me whole so I don't suffer for long, relinquishing me from my bitter life."
"I prefer not to eat humans, I've gone a few hundred years without one and I'd like to keep it that way. Besides, humans are too boney from my likings." I hear a deep, rumbling voice say from in front of me. "Why are you here, human?"
My attention darts to the cave to see a dragon with brown scales that looked slightly old. Upon its head is a rack of shiny gold horns. Its gold eyes were lazily trained on me. This mighty beast, no matter how lazy it seemed, made me freeze in place.
"I know you can talk, respond." It says with a slight sigh.
"I-I have no purpose in being here." I say quietly. "I was walking around absentmindedly. I am sorry to disturb you, mighty dragon."
"That's a first, I don't think I've been called mighty dragon unless someone was trying to kill me." It says with a rumbling chuckle. "I am Theoradus, who are you, human?"
"I-I am the former daughter of a farmer, my name is Creelisel Carlbrun." I stutter.
"Hm, I cannot detect any bad intentions from you, so you may come into my cave. Your kind is very weak to the cold and rain; you usually get sick from this type of weather." He says while gesturing me in with one of him large claws.
Strangely enough, I accept his invitation because of a strange sensation that he's friendlier than he looks. I thank him and walk into the cave.
"Why did you say you are the former daughter of a farmer?" Theoradus asks.
"M-m-my parents died." I say while reaching the inner part of the cave. "Their funeral was today in fact."
"I'm sorry to hear that." He says while sitting down exactly how a dog does, making him seem bigger.
"You don't have to apologize, it wasn't your fault." I say while taking a seat on a large rock.
There was an awkward silence for a minute or so until he asks about what is in my small bag.
"It's my mother's embroidery and sewing supplies." I say with a fond smile at the memories my mother and I have had.
"Do you embroider too?" He asks. "I think I know a fellow dragon that has a hoard of embroidered objects."
"Yes I do, I'm my mother's equal in a sewing sense." I reply while showing him a cloth that my mother and I embroidered together. "I thought dragons collected riches and gold."
"Most of us don't." He replied while looking at the cloth. "If we collected all of the riches in the world, there would not be any riches in the world today. It would take only a month or so to gather all of it if all of the dragons in the world collected riches."
"Oh," I say, feeling extremely stupid.
"You have a talent Creelisel, but I am no expert." He says with a smile (or what I think is a smile, not a dragon expert here).
"Thank you, Theoradus." I say with a smile. "You may call me Creel if you please."
"Then I shall call you Creel."
I have a good feeling about this dragon. Maybe dragons aren't as bad as everyone says.
Five years later"Creel are you sure you want to go this high?" Theoradus asks me as he flaps his wings going higher in the sky.
"Yeah, don't be such a worrier." I say with a laugh as I stand up on his back.
"Creel, what are you doing?" He asks me with obvious worry in his voice.
"Nothing, just close your eyes and trust me." I say with a giggle as I jump off of his back.
As I free fall in my riding trousers I turn midair to look at Theoradus as I freefall. His eyes snap open as he sees me falling. He flaps his wings hard to catch me. I flip myself so I am in a standing position in the air. He calls my name as I fall in a bunch of clouds. As soon as I am in the thick clouds, I land on a blue and gray dragon that I had waiting for me.
"Hi Amacarin," I say while sitting on his back, admiring the pinkness of the evening sky above the clouds.
"Hello Creel, you still enjoy playing jokes on Theoradus don't you?" He says in a dragon version of a whisper.
"Yep, I have for quite a while." I say with a free laugh.
"You are one unique human." Amacarin says with a hearty laugh.
"Let's reveal ourselves before he has a panic attack." I tell him.
"Very well," He says while flying up to Theoradus who was flying in circles, obviously worried.
"Oh Theoradus," Amacarin says, promptly getting the older dragon's attention, "look what I found."
Theoradus says while flying above us to make sure I was ok.
"Don't be such a snap dragon." I say with a snort at the irony of the situation.
"Very funny," He says sarcastically. "Fly her down to my cave, Amacarin."
Amacarin nods his head and begins the decent to the ground. I request him to go faster and he happily complies. We are soon on the ground with the night's darkness to cover us. Amacarin walks into Theoradus's cave. I jump off of his back with an expert form.
"I think you are the only human who is so close to dragons." Amacarin says while curling up like a cat. "How many dragons do you know?"
"I've met two in person and one more through your communication pool, Amacarin." I say while laying my head against his neck. "I think his name was Feniul, a dark green dragon."
"That's remarkable." Theoradus says while joining us in his cave. "I don't think any humans can say that now."
"No human I've ever met can say they've flown on two old dragons as I have." I say with a chuckle as Amacarin flicks me with his tongue and Theoradus gives me a sharp look.
"Don't tempt me to eat you, little hatchling." Amacarin say in his rumbling voice. "I am only four hundred years old."
"You're too much of a softie to eat me; I know I'm your favorite human to date." I say while patting his head. "Humans are much more fragile than dragons, to make it to one fourth of your age is remarkable to us. Any older than that, we can move around too much or we may die."
"You are more of a dragon than a human if anything." Theoradus says with a snort. "You even have a mini hoard of embroideries that you've made."
"Oh that reminds me!" I say as I run over to my things a ways away from where the two dragons are. I grab my things and run back to them. I pull two large bundles of embroidered fabrics out and spread out the bungles for the dragons to see.
"That looks like us embroidered on the fabric." Theoradus says with a ground shaking laugh.
"That's because it is." I say with pride as I hook one of the fabrics around his neck.
He allows me to fasten it around his neck, but Amacarin refuses to put his gift on. I finally wear him down and he allows me to put it on his neck.
"I hope you like them, Amacarin the old." I say with a smile. "I hope it's not itchy or anything Theoradus."
"They're lovely." Theoradus says while nuzzling me softly with his snout.
"I am not old!" Amacarin bellows. "How old are you anyway, hatchling?"
"I'm seventeen." I say. "You're approximately twenty-three point five times my age, to me that is old."
Amacarin rolls his eyes at me and I laugh at him.
"I hate having taught her so much." He mumbles.
Surprisingly, I never smile or laugh at or with any humans besides my brother. I like dragons a lot more for some reason. As Theoradus said, I am more like a dragon than a human, so that may be why I am so compelled to spend time with dragons. I guess it's not that surprising seeing how dragons have done so much for me. When my parents died Theoradus allowed me to spend time with him, slowly developing a friendship. I slowly began getting to know him and Amacarin as the years passed.
As soon as I gained Amacarin's approval, he began spending time with us and he even taught me advanced mathematics, geography, and a few languages using the books he hoards. In return, I make leather book covers and embroider their names and designs into them to help protect his favorites from his hoard. Theoradus even taught me how to use a sword a bit and a few self defense moves. Just because he's a dragon doesn't mean he can't know how to fight like a human, though it isn't that surprising seeing that knights come around ever so often and challenge him to duels. He should know they're techniques and how to describe and direct them after six hundred and seventy years of living.
"I have to go home, my family should be about to eat dinner soon, so I should sneak in about now. Goodbye, Theoradus, Amacarin." I say while slipping on a long skirt over my trousers.
"I'll drop you off then; I need to go to my cave to make sure my hoard is safe." Amacarin says while standing up and stretching himself out.
"Goodnight you two, Amacarin don't eat her or anyone else's cow or her sheep. They don't need to have a heart attack or be thrashed to death." Theoradus says as Amacarin begins walking towards the opening of the cave.
I give Theoradus's snout a light hug and run to catch up to Amacarin. I run up the blue-gray dragon's back and a few seconds Amacarin shoots up in the air. In a matter of a minute or two we are hovering above my farm. It's a very pathetic sight; it's not lush or fairing well. Then again, neither are any of the other farms in Carlieff, but ours is the most pitiful.
"Do want me to drop you in the hay by the barn or do you want me to land?" Amacarin asks.
"Drop me down of course." I say as if he asked the silliest question on earth.
As usual, he drops about fifty feet above the ground, despite me falling from higher to the hay. He lets me use his tail as a ramp down to the hay, making the slide down forty feet. I wave goodbye to him as soon as I hit the hay and quickly brush off all of the hay off of me.
I sneak into the house through my room window and pick up my embroidery supplies and begin sewing patterns into the cloth in the light of a candle I quickly lit. About two minutes after I began embroidering, my bother Hagen told me to come to dinner.
"Thank you for the dinner." I say while I sit down at the dinner table. I am served a plain dinner of a potato and butter, but I don't complain. If we killed our animals for meet we'd give into server poverty.
"We have something to tell you two." My aunt says as we finish our dinner. "As you both know, our farm is fairing quiet poorly and we don't have that much money. I have a way that we can come into money, if Creelisel agrees to help."
"Of course I'll help." I reply immediately.
"You need to go the dragon's cave in two days and make him take you in as his princess. I will tell the nobles of the town and one of their sons will slay the dragon and marry you." She says. "I know it will be scary, but please do it."
"Ok." I reply leisurely, making my aunt and uncle cheer while my brother gave me a worried look.
This is the chance I've been looking for! I love my family, but I wanted to go to a big city and open up my own dress shop, just like my mother always dreamed of doing with me.
I can just tell Theoradus about this and we'll just lie by saying that Theoradus is dead and I ran away before he got there! This is perfect!
Two days later"Creel," Theoradus calls to me, "come to my hoarding room."
I easily navigate to the room my friend summons me to and arrive there in a minute or two.
"Yes?" I say.
"Take these," He says while handing me two pairs of blue slippers, "Do you remember these slippers?"
"Yes," I say while taking the slippers from the shoe hoarding dragon, "you had me make a copy of the original slippers, the one on the left, for some reason. It took a lot of effort to copy the exact stitching."
"I made you copy them because I was to give these to you." He replies with a smile. "Never show the original to anyone, it has very powerful control over dragons. If they fall into the wrong hands, it will be very troublesome to all dragons and humans. Can you empty bag for a moment, please?"
I do as I am told and neatly place my food supply, fabrics, my few clothes and several canisters of water in a neat pile. Theoradus hands me a bag much prettier than my own with one claw.
"This bag as a special compartment that you can only open if you know how to open it," He explains, "you have to place a bit of pressure at the corners of the bag quickly and pull it up gently to reveal its hidden compartment. That's where you will hold the shoes. The bottom of the bag is cushioned at the bottom, so no harm will come to the shoes. If you come across any place where you suspect that trouble may arise, put on the shoes so any dragon near will hear your call if you call for help. Do be careful, the shoes have the potential to control all dragons, so be careful and only a few of us have the will power or the devices to resist its call. If there is any itching at your feet that means that a dragon is trying to communicate with you in a telepathic message. Do you accept this responsibility?"
"Yes." I say with a smile that he wants to keep me safe. "I will make sure to make some extra securities to the outside of the bag so no one can snatch it from me and run; maybe I'll even make a type of intricate tie that takes prior knowledge so no one can reach in it. I have the excuse of being poor and very protective of what little I have, which is true."
"That's the Creel I've come to love." Theoradus says while nuzzling me with his snout.
"I love you too, my dear friend." I say while hugging his snout as tears stream down my face.
"Do you know where you are going yet?" He asks. "I can feel the knight nearing; you may need to be going soon."
"I think I'll go to King's Seat, it's a very prosperous city." I say while breaking the hug (or as close as I can get from a hug) to put my things away. "Plus that's where my mother dreamed of living."
"I'll tell the dragons in that area not to eat you." He jokes.
"I'll appreciate that." I say with a chuckle as we begin walking over to the entrance of the cave.
"Goodbye, Creel." He says with a smile.
"Goodbye Theoradus, remember to tell Amacarin where I've went." I say with a teary smile. "Don't get too used to having me gone, I'll come back to visit once I am on my feet."
"I'll be expecting you then." He says with his pearly jagged smile.
"Farewell my friend." I say while giving him a peck on his snout.
I begin walking out of the cave and down the dirt road. I walk for twenty minutes in the sturdy shoes I arrived at the cave with (I don't want to wear out the ones Theoradus gave me too soon, I'd like to use them in the city) until I see the knight riding in his armor.
"You shouldn't be out here, beautiful maiden; a ferocious dragon is lurking in these areas." The noble born man tells me. "He has already stolen one maiden recently."
"I know." I reply. "I am the maiden he kidnapped. He was a very old dragon and he died from old age and exhaustion."
"Will you come back to town with me then?" He asks. "Your aunt said I can marry you if I brought you back safely."
"My deepest apologies," I say with a curtsy. "I am afraid I have no intentions of returning to Carlieff, I am heading to another town in pursuit of making my own business. Please tell my family I am well and I am heading towards King's Seat."
"I wish you the best in your pursuit." He says. "I will tell your family the news. If you want to accept my offer of marriage it will stand for a when or if you return, fair maiden."
"Thank you," I reply, "I will be off then."
With that I begin my first adventure without dragons or people. This adventure is my own and I feel like something great is going to some of it.
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