A/N: Two chapters in one night! Aren't you guys so lucky?

Krillball9: lol you shall find out in a moment… -laughs like a maniac-

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LATER THAT NIGHT…

I lay on my canopied bed, I had a candle lit so I could read; thankfully I had left a book in my little emergency pack. I had sat the rock on my vanity, I stared at it for a few moments; was it just me or did it seemed to be glowing? "Must be the light," I shrugged and turned back to my novel.

Thump.

What was that? I wondered, I listened for a minute. Silence. I shook my head, maybe I had finally 'snapped.'

Thump, thump.

I growled, I listened further:

"Squeak!"

I gasped, it was coming from the stone! I leaped out of bed as if it were made of coals and pounced on the rock, by now the squeaks were coming every few seconds and it was shaking like a jumping bean. I stared at it in horrified fascination, a little crack appeared on the surface, then another, and another. Then a scaly emerald leg popped out of one of the cracks, I leapt back cursing up a storm.

Another leg appeared, then two arms and finally a head…a dragon's head. The little emerald orbs observed me, it tried to wiggle free of the rock- erm egg. It let out a frustrated squeak when it couldn't, it looked at me as if to say, "Quit looking like a idiot and help me out of this thing!"

Moving like a robot I helped the miniature beast out of its egg.

It squeaked in gratification, it flapped it's tiny wings, the sparkling, wet scales casting rainbows on the vanity. It tried to leap off the vanity but I caught it before it hit the ground.

"You want yourself hurt?" I asked sternly.

Of…c-course not!

I nearly dropped the little baby dragon in surprise, it had not spoke out loud but I heard it in my head! I looked at it again, "Of course you can't talk! You're just a stupid animal!" I said, trying to laugh it off.

I beg to differ! The voice said angrily.

I paled, "Holy shit…a talking dragon…"

Nicolette! The little dragon reprimanded.

"Sorry," I murmured distractedly.

The dragon squeaked and gnawed on my finger.

"HEY!" I yelled, "Oh, you're probably hungry, I'll uhh go get you some food. Now um, uhh stay?"

The dragon rolled its eyes and curled up on the rug.

I took that as a permission to leave, I ran to the kitchen, I found some dried fish in the cupboard. I grabbed the fish and ran back to the dragon, which was now busying itself with cleaning off the residue on its body. I ripped the fish into little pieces and handed them to the dragon.

It snapped the pieces up immediately.

I stared at the little dragon, "Uhh do you have a name?" I asked it.

It regarded me with a smirk, I was just born less than an hour ago, what do you think?

I made a soothing motion with my hands, "Sorry! Sorry, this is not the most comfortable situation I have been in. With your permission do you think I could name you?"

The little dragon flashed its sharp teeth, a little squeak of happiness coming from it's belly, I'd like that.

I nodded, "Umm how about…Miguel?"

The dragon growled, No!

"Okay, um how about Raphael?"

No.

"Estel?"

NO!

"Apache?"

The dragon laughed, or something like a laugh. No! Haven't you guessed by now? I'M A GIRL!

"Oh…sorry."

It's all right.

"Okay what about Jade?"

I like that!

"Thank God. I was beginning to run out of dragonish names."

Not exactly the brightest one are you?

"You're too kind." I picked the dragon up and set her on my bed.

Jade curled up into a tight ball and almost instantly fell asleep.

I blew out the candle and fell asleep staring at the dragon, my dragon.

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A/N: Didn't see that one coming, huh? Anyway, I shall continue later tomorrow, I'm starving.