Ok, here's my new story. Fu Dog and Magenta must keep watch over the shop while Jake and Gramps are gone protecting the last Phoenix in NYC from the Huntsclan.
Disclaimer: I do not own Jake, Grandpa, Rose, Fu Dog, or anybody else from AD: JL for that matter. However, I do own this story and Magenta, along with the other characters I make up.
Chapter 1: An Urgent Message
Grandpa and Fu Dog were waiting for Jake Long on top of the shop. Grandpa looked at his watch and sighed.
"Jake is 15 minutes late today..."
Jake was supposed to come by his Grandpa's shop everyday after school. This was when he practiced his dragon skills. Yeah, he's a dragon. So's his sister, Haley, and Grandpa. get over it, and just finish reading this chapter, okay? Anyways, Jake was supposed to have shown up 15 minutes ago, but something had obviously held him up.
Grandpa sighed again.
"Now Jake is 20 minutes late! Where could that dragon BE!"
All of a sudden, they heard "I'm here! I'm here! WOAH!" and a red dragon crashed down on the ground in front of Grandpa and Fu Dog.
"How late am I?" he asked.
Grandpa suddenly lost his temper, and his face turned red as he shouted, " 20 minutes! Whatever kept you, young dragon!"
Jake laughed, sheepishly.
"Well, um, funny thing, hehe. You see, I started to get on my skateboard to come here, but then Brad ran by Rose and totally knocked her down! She dropped all her books and her notes went flying! So, I, uh helped pick them up. Then she asked me if I wanted to walk her home, so, I did. She seemed relieved that I wanted to walk with her. Heh, I just got back." He took a deep breath. "Phew! Her house is farther away from the school than I thought..."
He laughed, but Grandpa did not seem at all pleased.
"So, you helped the Huntsgirl rather than come to training! You helped your mortal enemy?"
Jake gulped. "I, uh, had to, because...yo! If I keep acting like I don't like her, she'll get suspicious..."
Grandpa sighed.
"Very well, young dragon. Just be careful around her. However, that does not excuse you from your dragon training! Now! Chop the plants using dragon teeth!"
Jake heaved a deep sigh, and began chopping the plants.
"Aww man!" he said, his mouth full of leaves.
Suddeny, a blue pixie messenger flew over to Grandpa.
"I've got an important delivery for you from the Dragon Council." he said.
Grandpa signed the pixie's clipboard, and opened the message.
A hologram of the Dragon Council appeared above Grandpa's head.
"Lao-shi, they were saying, We have just learned that the Huntsclan is planning on capturing and killing the last Pheonix left in NYC. It is always flying around, to a different area of New York, but we still fear for its safety. We have talked it over, and we would feel much better if you and your dragon student protect it. Just for 7 days, 14 tops. That is the max amount of time it will take for the Huntsclan to give up. Right now, the Pheonix is asleep on top of the Staue Of Liberty. We know you won't let us down. Good luck!"
The hologram vanished, leaving Grandpa silent, thinking about the message.
"Young dragon..." he said.
"One sec, 'G!" Was Jake's reply. "I'm almost finished chopping the plants-Blegh!"
He finally finished, and approached Grandpa.
"What is it, 'G?"
Grandpa motioned for Jake to come inside.
"Come in for a moment. I have something important to tell you..."