Chapter Seven: Pleasant Surprise And Crushing Truth

There have been a few of these of late so I thought I could put this in here :)

As the group approached the front doors to the temple, Spyro turned back towards Blizzards parents.

"Now, just to warn you. Inside there are others that are slightly larger than yourselves so please, don't freak out." Spyro cautioned, waiting for a response. He only got a nod from the large dragons but still opened the large doors only to find that the torches that usually lit the room were out.

"Something feels wrong." he mumbled before signaling Cynder to follow.

"Do you think he knows" Blizzard whispered to Storm.

"Not likely" The dragoness giggled. Blizzard's parents took a step back, unsure of what to expect from the dark room. Cynder fell back a few steps and smiled. The purple dragon could just make out a few shapes standing in the shadows before the torches were lit by a number of small fireballs, startling him. The shapes he saw were actually the guardians Terrador, Cyril and Volteer along with Digga the mole, Fury and Solaris.

"What is going on?" Spyro asked. The guardians only smiled until Cynder put a wing around his back and pressed her head against his.

"Happy birthday!" the black dragoness Shouted in his ear. The purple dragon stood there, confused by what Cynder had just shouted. The last day this had happened was when he was still young and living with his foster parents. Terrador frowned when Spyro failed to say anything.

"What is wrong, are you not happy?" the green dragon asked. Spyro managed a weak smile.

"I would be if I knew how old I am." the purple dragon admitted, hating himself for forgetting his own age.

"We hatched at the same time so your my age." Cynder said happily but Spyro just shifted uncomfortably, he had also forgotten how old she was.

"Sixteen Spyro, you and Cynder are sixteen." Cyril said.

Blizzard and Storm walked in and sat behind Spyro before clearing their throats. He turned around to face them.

"You knew all along Didn't you?" the purple dragon narrowed his eyes at the grinning pair.

"Maybe, maybe not." Blizzard replied innocently. Spyro wasn't sure if they knew of not but returned his gaze to the guardians.

"Young dragons. May I be the first to say congratulations. The guardians took a small bow before Terrador continued.

"You are now both old enough to not need us to guide you any longer. You can both make your own choices and if you would like, already choose a mate. Although I think I already know what or who is on your minds." Terrador finished with a sly smile, making the two dragons blush.

"And as a gift to us from you, you both have your own house's waiting for you back in warfang!" Volteer said, struggling to slow down his speech. This last piece of information earned a sequel of delight from Cynder

"I have always wanted to live in the city!" the dragoness tightened her grip on Spyro without noticing.

"If you only need the one just tell us and we will make the needed arrangements" Cyril winked at the last part, making Spyro bury his head in his free wing and Cynder giggle.

"But enough of this talk, let us move to a more comfortable room." Terrador begin to make his way to the hallway but Spyro stopped him.

"I am sorry but there is something that needs your attention." The purple dragon pointed to Blizzards Parent who were peeking through the open door.

"I see. Well then, I hope you and enjoy this day." Terrador said, sounding slightly disappointed.

"Well while he take care of that lets get on with the festivities!" Volteer began to speed up again, annoying Cyril. The young dragons and mole excluding Blizzard, followed the two dragons through the hall as Terrador confronted Blizzard's now dragon parents.

Sarah took a step back, frightened by the earth dragon size. Compared to her he was still quite large but only just larger than John. Terrador sat down between the doors and indicated the wedded pair to do the same.

"Terrador, these are my parent." Blizzard said.

"Hmm. I assume you found them in the same place you awoke?" Terrador directed his speech to the blue dragon standing beside him. Blizzard nodded.

"Welcome to our world. And to clear a few things up, no you are not dreaming nor are you hallucinating." Terrador began to explain the situation.

"I sort of guessed as much already, I want to know how we got here and why my son looks like... that." Sarah pointed at her son and singled out the word "that". Blizzard felt a little hurt his mother would reguard his as such but understood her confusion. The earth guardian shook his head.

"Sorry, but I haven't a clue as to how you ended up here like you are now or how to send you back." Terrador apoliguised, But Sarah's anger began to rise.

"So basically I am stuck here for who knows long looking like this!? sure my human body was no temple but I didnt ask to be turned into a giant talking lizard!" her voice began to rise as John gave her a worried look.

"Mum, please..." Blizzard was cut off.

"And you! I... you.. argh!" Sarah let out a frustrated growl, surprising both her and John.

"Please Sarah, calm down. I know you dont really like the current situation but at least we have our son back." John tried to reason.

"I want MY son back, not this!" Sarah began to cry, not being able to cope with the realization that she would never return home or see her human family again. John walked over to his wife and sat down next to her, while unknowingly put his dark red wing around her.

"Get that off of me." She sobbeb. John pulled back the foreign appendage allowing his wife to stand and half walk half run into a cluster of trees. Blizzard attempted to follow but Terrador put his large paw in front of him.

"Go and enjoy the party, I will handle this." the guardian looked at John who was debating over weather he should continue to sit in the dirt or try to comfort the sobbing and possibly dangerous dragoness. Blizzard thought for a moment befor nodding and heading back inside. Static had seen the whole thing and shot in after Blizzard before Terrador could catch him.

"So what was that all about?" Static asked his troubled friend as he landed on the polished floor.

"Nothing, come on. Knowing Spyro he has probably started without us." Blizzard began to jog towards the back exit.

Cyril pushed open the back doors to reveal a small clearing with a small number of tables scattered around the outside along with the speakers diggs had made a few weeks ago for the party. And sitting in in the middle of it all were the rest of the guardians along with a few young dragons who had been bold enough to befriend either Cynder or Spyro when everyone else either shunned or avoided them.

"See? Even the former terror gets to have a special day to themselves, well sorta." A red dragoness said as she gave her friend a hug.

"Thank you." Cynder said politely as she let go. Spyro soon had a large grin as one by one the occupants of the clearing wished either him, Cynder or both a happy birthday. The purple dragon soon caught something in the air. He breathed in deeply through is nose.

"mmm whats that?" his stomach grumbles quielty as he smell invaded his skull.

"Oh, Just something the moles prepared for this day." diggs said as a few moles pushed a large table on wheels from behind a side of the temple.

"Hey, wait for us!" Static shouted as he ran over to the speakers and plugged them into his slightly damaged Ipod. The music started almost instantly as Static dropped the device and ran over to Hope who was now standing next to Darken.

"Happy birthday Spyro." Cynder whispered, giving his scales a small lick.

"And to you too my black beauty" He said back to Cynder lovingly.

Storm watched the two excange another kiss before looking at Blizzard who was laughing at Static as he stuck a few small cakes on the end of his horns.

'Why is this becoming increasingly hard?' The gray dragoness shook the thought out of her head as the dragons began to either dance in their own way or move to the food the moles had prepared. She was happy for the pair but was jealous of their shared joy for eachother.

A little bit longer one for you my readers! And hey I know there are many more than ust 6 or 7 people reading this so please review if you havent already. It really does help sometimes, and the more feed back I get the harder I work. This may be a two part chapter, havnt decided yet.

P.S. What exactly is going through Storms mind?