Sorry for the long wait! I have excuses! Band and marching season. FFA competitions. I almost had to go to Kentucky for a whole week! But I didn't. Sorry and here's a update to say sorry. Enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own anything expect for my characters!

Chapter Four

Winky held on to the dragon's neck tightly. Jake gasped for air and pride Winky's small fingers off his neck. "What are you doing?" Jake asked, coughing. She looked up at him. On her back, Vomer in his fish bowl was laying on the glass floor, moaning and looking as green as a goldfish could ever get.

"I've never flew on a dragon before. There's no reins." Winky told him simply. Jake sighed and got back down so Winky could climb on.

"Just sit right there and hold on to my neck. Not so hard that you choke me. But just a wrap. If you fall, I'll catch you. Don't worry." Jake explained again, watching Winky climb on. She did exactly like he said. Jake leaped from the ground and spiraled up in the air before flying north. Vomer turned more green and he curled up in the little castle in the fishbowl.

"So, where is the north pole?" Jake asked after a while. They were out New York and flying by Canada.

"Go north till I tell you to stop." Winky answered. Jake rolled his eyes. Really specific there. The air around them turned frosty and Jake shivered. "You're not cold already, are you?" Winky asked fearfully.

"Duh. Of course I'm getting cold. When you go up, it gets cold." Jake snapped. Winky moaned. How was she going get Jake in the North Pole without freezing to death. Unless... Winky thought up the plan.

"Okay, land on that iceberg right there." Winky said suddenly. Jake jumped and landed quickly, shivering and chattering. She landed on the ice and set Vomer's fishbowl down. Winky turned back to Jake. She closed her eyes and thought of what she wanted. Then she gathered the magic and threw it at Jake.

"WHOA!" Jake yelled. Winky opened an eye slowly. Jake was now her height. He looked exactly the same expect he had a elf outfit on. He wore green pants with red spenders, a green jacket, a red and white striped shirt, a large green hat, and brown shoes. He cautiously felt his ears, which were now pointy. "You... you turned me into an elf!" He cried.

"You won't freeze to death now." Winky pointed out. He gave the a do-you-think-I-care-about-that-now-turn-me-back-into-myself look. "Lets go." Winky said, going and turning Vomer back into a reindeer. Suddenly, the iceberg began to move forward, towards a misty fog. Then, came a large island. The only thing that Jake could see was the thickly dense forest covering it all. "Welcome to the North Pole!" Winky shouted happily, throwing her hands up high and stepping onto the island.

Jake stepped off the iceberg, before it went under the cold water. "Can I..." Jake started, running to catch up with Winky.

"Turn into a dragon? Yes. I can't take that out of you." Winky said. Vomer trotted in front of them, gazing around for any grass. Jake let himself changed. There was only one tiny change. He was a mini replica of himself as a dragon.

"Dude! I'm...a...a mini dragon!" Jake gasped. He didn't even reach Vomer's belly. Not that Winky could either. He spat out a tiny spurt of flames. He flew up, beating his little wings furiously to keep him suspended in the air. He dropped to the ground and turned back into an elf.

"I wonder if this is how Gramps feels all the time?" Jake wondered out loud, after a while of trudging through the chest high snow. Vomer easily walked upon it. Winky laughed.

"We're almost there, Jake." Winky said, walking a bit quicker. Jake sighed and followed after her. He sighed. These tights were going to make him chafe or something. And the suspenders weren't comfortable.

"How do you guys deal with...whoa." Jake said, looking up. They had just walked out into a clearing of the forest and into a vast clearing full of buildings. To the right, was a large candy cane pole with a wooden sign on top that read The North Pole. Jake followed Winky to a large building, in a state of shock and awe. She pushed open the door and they walked into a brightly colored factory. Each tile was a different bright color. On the walls were brightly colored circles. And pure white light bulbs filled the room with light. Tables filled the room. And at the chairs were the elves. No tools nor toys were sitting in front of them. They were just talking to themselves and eating the endless supply of Christmas Cookies, Candy Canes, and Hot Cocoa.

The elves turned to the sound of the door closing. "I found him." Winky announced, pointing him out. "Now lets get down to business."

Jake silently brooded over his thoughts. All the elves were gone now, off to their little homes. All the elves remembered was a group of dark clothed people with staffs and such attacking them before being knocked out. He munched silently on a cookie, staring at the large burn marks on the walls. Winky came in and sat down by him. "So?" She asked quietly. From the look on his face, it didn't look like he knew either. Suddenly, Jake stood up, walking to the corner of the room and picked up something. He dropped it on the table in front of Winky. It was a piece of black cloth that was stretchy. "Do you know who did this terrible crime?" Winky asked.

Jake stared at the cloth then looking into Winky's large blue eyes whispered the name as if it was a curse. "Huntsclan."

Here's another update. I'm so good! Because I have free time. Because band isn't taking all my time to type away! Yay! Question Time!

(This one is a little complex so think hard) 1. If you had X-ray vision, and you can see through anything, wouldn't you see through everything and actually see nothing?

2. Why do we say "bye bye" but not "hi hi"?

3. If you decide that you're indecisive, which one are you?

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Teenchic2004: Yea, I perform at halftime. Our band director is like superstitious and so we always have to wear our uniforms and stuff. And look and sound professional! We don't have horse races at our fair. We have turtle races! Kevin had a turtle, and me and my friends were being stupid and so we put it in there, and we actually won! We got 100 dollars! But since it was four of us, we each on 25 dollars.

ADJL-Freakzoid: Thank you! Sorry I haven't updated. Band, marching, stupid band teacher, what more can I say? heh! Anyway, jump up on the 'Polar Express' (hahaha! I made a funny!) and lets go to North Pole!

Greatest Dragon Defender: Oh, really? Never seen "Eye of the Beholder". I probably not gonna get it done in time for Christmas but who knows. Maybe I will!