Frost: *crying in shame*
Allen: Oh gosh! Frost is soooo sorry it took over 115 days to get this out! Please forgive her!
Road: Now we look at your precious reviews and hope it cheers her up. To dcdc123: Lucky it was just a joke. We're aren't THAT bad.
Allen: To KillerAkuma-
Road: I still adore that name~.
Allen: Road! Anyways, Frost is very appreciative to hear you are enjoying the story so much, KillerAkuma.
Tyki: To leafpool5: Oh, I have plans for that lying witch... So does the Earl and Road.
Road: You can count on that~!
Allen: To lovestotoro: I can't agree more. Rita peeved me.
Frost: Thanks guys. Last but not least, to Vangran: No you don't. As always, Thank you for all of your support. You guys keep me going.
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Chapter : Oh shit, it's DRAGONS!
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It had been a few weeks since the champions were picked. Road was missing from her place at the Gryffindor table. None of the Noah payed any mind as it wasn't unusual. Jasdevi was messing with each other, Allen was looking through Road's school work and occasionally put down the answer, Lulu Bell was curled up in Allen's lap as a cat. Tyki was shuffling cards, a lit cigarette in his mouth. Road sat down smiling contently.
"Ohiyo Allen-chan~!" Road greeted. "Arigato~! you're the best sister ever~!"
"Sure, sure." Allen muttered, too concentrated to say anything else.
As the occupants' attention was called to the front of the hall, Allen gave Road back her homework and looked at Dumbledore. The second the whitette heard 'The first task begins soon' she paled slightly. The champions were called away. Harry caught up with Allen.
"I know what the first task has." Harry whispered urgently.
"What?" Allen asked, hoping it would be something like a musical challenge.
"Dragons!" The other champions gasped.
Allen gulps. "That sounds bad..."
Shortly after the champions were in their uniforms. Allen's consisted of a white and black uniform with red writing. She wasn't aloud to wear her gloves so her left hand was on display for everyone else, making her self-conscious and paranoid. She brightened up as Tyki showed up, and Harry when Hermione followed behind. Allen tackled the older Noah and pecked him on the lips. There was a flash, causing Allen and Harry to turn. There stood the writer for the Daily Prophet. Allen scowled, Harry and Hermione looked horrified, Tyki looked utterly annoyed. She rambled on. Allen huffed and looked back at Tyki.
"Looks like this first 'task' is going to be a pain and awfully dangerous. There's dragons." Allen said.
"Nothing will come near hurting you-" Tyki started.
"You won't be able to help, Tyki." Allen interrupted. "I've got a few tricks up my sleeve though."
Tyki sighed irritably but listened. Allen smiled and hugged Tyki. Hermione and Tyki got ushered out and the challenge.
"Oh, why couldn't it have been something musical..." Allen muttered.
"I don't know. It's unnerving, knowing we're going to be face to face with a giant reptile that flies and breaths fire." Harry admitted.
"Suppose I better get working on my nerves." Allen said and sat down, withdrawing into her mind.
"Hm, this will be a tough one. Do you want me to take over for this one?" Neah asked, standing next to Allen.
"If I need help, you and Crown Clown will be the first to know." Allen chuckled.
Neah pouted ever so slightly.
"I wanna have fun too..." Neah muttered.
"I know, Uncle. But we can't let anyone find out about you. Who knows what'll happen if they do." Allen told him.
"You're right, Dear Niece. I will only take over when you are in absolute danger." Neah promised.
The last cannon fire sounded and Allen groaned, standing up and leaving the tent.
"Should I use my Noah abilities, uncle?" Allen asks.
Neah was silent for a moment.
"Nah. Stick with Crown Clown." Neah said.
Allen called on Crown Clown as she walked into the arena to find a large white dragon. Ironic.
"Clown Belt!" Allen spoke.
White tendrils spread from her cape and lifted her into the air just at the right moment, a river of fire flowed below. Allen launches herself at the dragon, the silver mask now resting over her eyes. The whitette grabbed for the egg only to get knocked away by the dragon. Some of the audience gasped. Adam and the Noah watched with some worry but also with pride. The next several attempts ended the same way. Allen skid to a stop before glancing at the dragon, eyes flashing gold for a second as she charged again, using Clown Belt to grab the gold egg. Allen held it up with pride. Every one cheered. As soon as she left the arena, Cederic and Harry cheered while the Noahs ran to their youngest member. Tyki picked Allen up, spun her and kissed her.
"You were amazing, Allen!" Tyki cheered.
"Allen-chan, you are brilliant~!" Road said happily.
"It wasn't that impressive..." Allen muttered, blushing from the compliments.
"You were great out there, Allen!" Harry added. The celebration continued far into the night. When the whitette decided to go to bed, she examined the golden egg before placing it on her dresser.
"I can figure it out later. Anyways, good night, uncle Neah." Allen yawned, laying down and closing her eyes.
"Allen certainly handled herself quite well against that dragon." Crown Clown spoke.
"I didn't expect less. Ironic though. The dragon was as white as her hair." Neah chuckled.
"It was hugely ironic." Crown Clown agreed. "Although the challenges will only get harder and harder from now on."
"Yeah. But my Dear Niece can handle herself. She proved it today." Neah said calmly.
"You're right, Neah. She is certainly a strong girl with a big heart." Crown Clown said softly. "We'll just have to watch her grow even more from this new experience."
Neah nodded and both go silent as Allen drifted further into dreamland.
