A/N: Short A/N: I AM NOT GOING THROUGH EVERYTHING HICCUP SAYS WHILE READING THE BOOK OF DRAGONS. Mostly because there's not much point considering this is only a parody. And, don't judge me, but I feel uncomfortable calling Dragons "it" Just please don't bring it up. AT ALL. Anyway, enjoy!
"Dragons, dragons, come on! I remember seeing it somewhere_yes!" Dipper cried, finding the section of his journal about dragons. "Ok, where are you?" he searched through the pages. "Timberjack. Scauldron. Bonenapper. Whispering Death. Extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous, kill on sight, kill on sight." Finally he found a page that was blank. "Night Fury. Size: unknown. Speed: unknown. The unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. Do not engage this dragon. Your only hope: hide and pray it does not find you." He knew automatically it was the dragon he'd found in the woods. He turned to the next page, hoping to find more on this "Night Fury". Instead, the next page was another entry from the author.
According to the history of this town, dragons used to raid the town at night, setting everything on fire, stealing food. Finally, when the founder found the town, most of them left. I knew better though. There are still dragons in the forest, and those native to the town would like nothing more than to avenge their ancestors by killing every dragon they see. My only advice: dragons always go for the kill, so if you see one, defended yourself and try to kill it.
Dipper gulped and looked at the door. "Dragons always go for the kill," he whispered. Later he looked down at the badly cut ropes. "So why didn't you?" He made his ways in the direction the dragon had flown off in a found a small tunnel, which he easily got through. It lead to a small area closed off by rock that bumped against the shores off the Gravity Falls Lake. He looked down the short distance and saw nothing, though a few back scales lay on the ground directly underneath him.
He reached down and picked one up. "Ugh, this was stupid. It probably flew off by now." But he couldn't help remembering the way the dragon flew off, all lopsidedly like it was hurt. Suddenly a few rocks hit him on the head. He looked up to see a black creature fall down close to him and fly above the small area of the lake to the other side. Glad it didn't notice him, Dipper pulled out the journal and a pencil and begin to draw the dragon. He didn't add much detail as he wasn't the best artist, but he got the basic outline of it down, even the small tail fins on the end of the tail.
"I don't understand why it doesn't just fly away," he said, watching the desperate creature trying to fly, only to collapse helplessly onto the ground. Finally he realized the problem. One of the fins on its tail was missing, and those fins seemed to be controlling the dragon's flying. He erased the left one on his drawing and checked to see if he was correct. He nodded, but suddenly his pencil slipped out of his hand and landed in the lake below. The dragon looked up and saw him and he held his breath nervously. The dragon tilted its head and looked at him with an interested look. He smiled and left for the Mystery Shack without getting his pencil.
A/N: Alright everyone, that's it for chapter 2! Thanks fro reading and check soon for chapter 3! :D :D -DF