Chapter Two: Dragons Everywhere

Joey woke up the next morning to a very hot neck. He rubbed it and felt his sweat. He sat up and continued to rub the sweat off. He turned to see what had caused his to sweat in the night and saw a small dragon. He jumped out of bed and then looked around the room to find his card on the nightstand. It was lying down face up on the nightstand with claw marks on it and the wood of his table. "What the?" he looked at the small dragon again, who looked very comfortable, curled up breathing smoke out of its nostrils.

He quietly went over to the side of his bed and very gently poked the sleeping dragon in its side. The tiny dragons head raised and looked at Joey with deep ruby red eyes. It then looked at Joey's finger and sniffed it. Joey froze as the dragon bite his finger but it was drawing blood, more like holding it. He looked at the dragon and the dragon released his finger. "Hi to you too," he said and using the same finger, stroked it's scaly head. "I guess that my wish came true then, you are real and now you're here." The dragon growled slightly as if agreeing and stood up and stretched, slightly ripping Joey's pillow.

Joey grimaced but shrugged it off. He then looked around the room. "There is no way I can keep a dragon in here. This room is a mess but I want to keep him…er…her…it here. Guess I got to clean my room," he said and froze as he felt little claws climb up his back and onto his shoulder through his t-shirt. "After I clean this up, I have to find out what you are and name you. But first, my room," he said and started to pick up his dirty clothes off of his floor, the doorknob and off of his chair.

He piled them into a corner until he found his dirty clothesbasket. He put them in there and then started to clean up the pizza boxes he had scattered all over his room. One by one, the pizza boxes were put into the garbage bags he got from the kitchen and stuffed them in there. He piled the three bags by the door and started to clean up the books, magazines, old school work and cards up from the floor and desk. The dragon during that time had crawled off of his shoulder and flew to his bed again, watching Joey clean up the messy room.

It sneezed as dust flew from some of the things he picked up, scaring Joey out of his wits at the little noise it made. "Oops, sorry. I'm trying to make sure that you can stay in my room so that way if you're lost, I can look for you and not have to worry about you hurting yourself," he said with a smile and the phone rang. He picked up the phone off of his desk and clicked the phone button. "'Lo?"

"Joey? Hey It's Yugi. You got a sec?" he heard over the phone. Yugi Muto was one of his best friends and the person who was like a brother to him. "There's something weird going on. I woke up and there was a Curse of Dragon looking at me this morning. What about you?" the King of Games asked.

Joey looked at the dragon and sweat dropped. "Yeah Yugi, something like that happened to me as well," he told the small duelist. "I'll meet you and the others at your place in half an hour and I'll tell you what happened," he said.

Yugi looked at his phone and then stuck it next to his ear again. "You know how this happened?" he asked. The Curse of Dragon was curling itself up around Yugi's neck and slept. It was the same size as the Red Eyes Black Dragon; in fact, every dragon was the same size.

Joey slapped his forehead. He shouldn't have said that. "Yeah Yug, but I'll tell you later. As I said, I'll meet you and the others at your place in half an hour, I hate to clean my room," he told truthfully. After saying his goodbyes, he went back to cleaning up his room, neatly placing things where they belong and stacking CDs on his desk shelf and stacking books next to his bookbag. All he had to do left was take the dishes to the kitchen, take out his room's trash and make his bed. Simple enough, or so he thought.

Joey slowly made his way around his house, not wanting to wake up his father and set the dishes in the sink. He walked his way back to his room and picked up two out of three bags of trash. What amazed him was that the Red Eyes had flew to the trash bags and grabbed the plastic and flapped its wings hard. The bag floated up three to four inches and he and the dragon took them outside to go into the giant trashcan. With no socks on and with an old t-shirt and short sleep pants, Joey quickly ran through the snow and ran back to the house, with the dragon following him quickly.

He walked back to his room and felt the tiny dragon crawl on his shoulder again. He grabbed his pillows and threw them to the ground. He pulled the blankets up to the head of the bed then put his pillows back. His room was clean, that was the scary part. He looked around the clean room and grinned again. He was beginning to like this idea of a clean room.

Joey went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt and a brown hoodie. He pulled off his sleep shirt and slipped into his clean shirt, same with his pants. (A/C: I won't write that part because guaranteed, some fan girl is going to droll) Finally finished getting dressed for the cold, he pulled out his sock and put them on his feet. The little dragon grabbed onto part of his shirt and tugged a little, almost as if asking what he was doing.

"Hey, don't do that, you'll either rip it or stretch it out," he said pulling his shirt back. The dragon growled slightly and jerked its head, tugging the shirt away. "What are you a dog or a dragon?" he asked letting the Red Eyes Black Dragon pull on his shirt as he tied his shoes. Standing up, he felt the dragon let go and pulled on his hoodie. "Come on, it's cold outside and I don't want to have to deal with a sick dragon," he said, picking up the tiny Red Eyes and sticking it in his giant hoodie pocket.

He walked through his living room and out the front door, just in time to see snow starting to fall all over again. It was Christmas time and kids everywhere were playing in the snow. Several kids now had small dragon following them around, Zombie Dragon, Fairy Dragon and even Luster Dragon 2 and other rare dragons. All of that was possible because of his wish.

A man had stopped Joey in the middle of the street. "Hold it right there punk. Give us your money and we'll let you go," he said cracking his knuckles.

"Us?" Joey asked with a raised eyebrow. There wasn't any one with the thug so what did he mean by us?

"Me and my Fire Dragon, you idiot!" the thug said and sure enough, a small dragon made of out fire had shown itself in front of the two of them. Joey knew this dragon by the card and knew that his Red Eyes could defeat it.

With a grin, Joey pulled his hands out of his hoodie's pocket and raised them high in the air. "I don't have any money on me, you can check," he said and the thug stuck a hand in the pocket, only to pull it away a second later. His hand was burnt and the tiny Red Eyes popped its head out of the pocket, only to snort at the thug.

The thug looked at the tiny dragon and began to get scared. "That's a Red Eyes. Forget it man, I'm out of here!" he said and ran off, dragon following behind him.

Joey nodded and looked at the dragon in his pocket. "That'll teach him, right?" he asked and lowered his hands. The dragon growled softly and was petted before curling back up. Joey stuck his hand back into his pocket and walked to Yugi's house, grinning the whole way there.

A/N: Please review. I want to know if I should continue this fic or not and I want to know if it's good enough. Please tell me.