Chapter One(Shot): President Spheros' Birthday

It was a quiet morning in the east country of Dragon-World, known, coincidentally, as Dragon-Land, in a city called Dragopolis.

Pac, or Pac-Dragon, to give his full name, stretched out inside his bunk bed. The yellow dragon tiptoed down the ladder, so as to not wake Spiral, the snoring red dragon below him. Pac slipped on his shoes and gloves, which he was hardly seen without. He moved closer to his best friend before screaming in Spiral's face.

"SPIRAL!"

Spiral screamed like a girl for a few seconds before the blurry yellow blob in front of him became a familiar, scaly face. "Oh, Pac, it's you! For a second I thought you were a dragon spirit!"

"Nah, it's just me. Sorry for scaring you, buddy!"

"It's OK, Pacster. Let's go get the others. We have to fight twice as many spirit dragons today."

Pac paused. "Why?"

"Um... today is the President's birthday. I bet Betrayus will send out loads of his minions." Spiral replied.

Meanwhile, in the Nether Realm, what you could call a 'Sun' rose from the horizon. The spirits of dead dragons everywhere rubbed their huge eyes, as it was morning.

A particular blue dragon with green hair and a red underbelly was already awake. His name was Glooky Spheros, and he was a DJ. Currently he was sat by a fat, white fire spirit dragon who was eating a packet of chicken nuggets. This dragon was Betrayus, the king of the Nether Realm, and also Glooky's brother.

"Wrap it up with the left side over the right. THE LEFT SIDE OVER THE RIGHT!" screeched Betrayus. You'd have thought he'd be nicer to his brother.

"Patience!" shouted Glooky over his shoulder. Glooky was currently fumbling with some gift wrap, tape stuck to his green claws. However, try as he might, the paper didn't fit over the gift.

"Give it to me." ordered Betrayus. Glooky smiled, got up and left, leaving his brother to tangle himself in foil and Duct Tape.

In Dragon-World, the President's birthday party was going well. Glooky was sat at the DJ booth, playing his brother (who happened to be the President)'s favourite songs. However President Stratos Spheros had not yet received a gift from Betrayus, despite the fact they were siblings.

All of a sudden Betrayus walked in, covered in a mess of gift wrap.

"Hi Betrayus, I like your costume. What did you get me?" greeted Stratos.

Betrayus, whose mouth was cloaked in gift wrap, gestured to himself. He used the scissor feature on his prosthetic hands to cut off the tape on his mouth.

"I'm covered in gift wrap! Do I look like I had time to wrap a-"

"Never mind. For all we know, the parcel had a bomb, or your minions or something like that in it."

Betrayus and Stratos continued bickering, when all of a sudden the music came to a halt. Glooky stepped over to break up the fighting dragons. "Actually, it was a bunch of colourful bowties."

There was a moment of silence, before Stratos removed one of Betrayus' hands and pointed it at Glooky. "Do you think I'd want a bowtie?"

Glooky winced. "Yes?" he squeaked.

"Then you guessed RIGHT!" Stratos beamed. Glooky smiled and walked back to the records on the table and began to play.

This was great. He didn't want to stop.