Sugar Rush Dragon Training Academy

by orcadolphin

-Prologue-

"…are those dragons? How'd they get 'ere?" A bunch of dragons flew through the entrance of Sugar Rush. "I have no idea…" They came in many different colors, sizes, and kinds. Little did the racers know that they would learn to train them…

I'll give you some information about the 5 most common dragons before we begin.

The Deadly Nadder. Speed: 8. Armor: 16. Has poisionous tail spines that can be flung at an enemy. Extremely dangerous.

The Hideous Zippleback. Twice the heads, twice the trouble. Plus eleven stealth, times two.

The Monstrous Nightmare. Firepower: 15. Has a hot temper. Able to set itself ablaze. Extremely dangerous.

The Terrible Terror. Attack: 8. Venom: 12. The sniper of the dragon world. Shoots flames with pinpoint accuracy.

And lastly, the Gronckle. Jaw Strength: 8. Eats rocks and heats them to melting point. Shoots lava projectiles.

Now that you know a bit more about dragons, let's move on, shall we?

"I sure hope they're 'ere ta' help us, not ta' hurt us." That's Vanellope Von Schweetz, President of Sugar Rush. "They bett'r not take over our game…" "They're just wild dragons," said another voice. "they probably don't mean any harm." "Remember the cy-bug incident? The cy-bugs nearly destroy'd our game! What do ya' expect from these dragons, Swizz?" "I don't know…"

A dragon flew directly overhead, nearly hitting them. It was white with red stripes, like a candy cane. The stripes appeared to be in a double stripe pattern. It had sharp spines on its tail. "Woah! Hey, watch it there, ya' fire breathing beast!" exclaimed Vanellope.

"I bet they're from that dragon training game. You know, the one where you train a dragon? I think it's called School of Dragons." Swizzle had heard about it somewhere. Someone probably told him about it, but he didn't know much about the said dragon training game. Just the fact that it had dragons. Lots and lots of dragons. "Nev'r heard of it. Is it one of those fancy schmancy online games?" "I think so. I don't know much about it thoug- WOAH DRAGONS!" Just as they were speaking, an entire bunch of dragons flew in between them. One was a crocodile like wyvern that was purple and pink with green eyes. Another was similar to a boulder, but orange with green wings, and seemingly resembling a pumpkin.

"Ya' know we're gonna have ta' do somethin' about all these dragons, right, Swizzle?" A green dragon with blue stripes flew by. It hovered in place for a second, curiously looking at the two. "Right. And I think I know what to do. They're from a game about training dragons, right? Well… let's train the dragons."

And thus, the legend of the Sugar Rush Dragon Training Academy begins.

-Chapter 1: How Not to Train Your Dragon-

A day had passed since the dragons had arrived. Nobody knows how, or why, or what they came for. Luckily, the arcade was closed today, so they had time to train the dragons and figure out how to hide them when the arcade opens.

"Alright, friends! I've gathered y'all here today for something very important. As you may have witnessed last night, a bunch of dragons came ta' Sugar Rush. Now what are we going to do with them all, ya' may ask? Ya' see, they're from a game called School of Dragons, which is a game where you train dragons. They're dragons, right? Well, let's train them!" A hand rose from the crowd. "Yes, Candlehead?" "Good idea! But how does one train a wild dragon?" Vanellope looked at Swizzle for a second. "Swizz told me about it, maybe he'd know?" "Actually, I don't. The guy who told me about it didn't say anything about how to train the dragons… perhaps we could try and figure it out ourselves?"

"I guess that could work, but that's a bit risky, don't ya' think? It seems worth a try, though."

A few minutes passed, and the Sugar Rush racers were already headed towards the taffy swamps. "I hope I train one of those firey dragons, but I hope it gets along with me." "These dragons better not be like those cy-bugs. Those were scary…" "Don't worry, Sticky, that's not likely. These are dragons, not giant mechanical insects!"

The group had arrived at the campsite. It was a wide open area, perfect to fit a bunch of tents and a campfire into if needed. Vanellope asked the group, "Alright, how do ya' think one could train a dragon?" "Feeding it lots of food like fish. Dragons like food," said Candlehead. "Wouldn't it just turn into a fish dragon?" "Sticky, I told you, dragons are not cy-bugs!"

"Dragons like treasure, right? Perhaps you could try offering shiny gems and golden things?" "A beacon of light?" "Cat toys?" After various answers, one of them seemed to be somewhat probable. It just sounded like it would work for some reason. "Calm the dragon down and try to show it that you're a friend by placing a hand on its snout to show that you're not afraid of it?" "Actually, thatsa' great idea, Gloyd! It just seems like it would work somehow. I've made a list of ideas that have a chance of working. Treasure, fish, and showing no fear of the dragon. We will try each of them on a dragon that we find. When you find a dragon you want to train, try ta' train it. Ya' got that, twinkie toes?"