Another Road
Stephanie Wyrm: I'm glad we finally got a story that Scarlett likes! :-)
New Friends
Spyro stirred as he slowly woke up. "Wha? What happened?" There was a small fire in front of him. He waited for his eyes to adjust to the light. "Sparx? Where are you?" After his eyes were workiing right. He looked around and saw that he was in a small yet comfortable home. There was a rug, a sofa, a large collection of books, a chair with a reading lamp, and a TV. He saw a hollow door way leading to other sections of the house. A boulder stood at one section of the wall. He saw a fire place with a strange creature taking soup out of the pot. "Umm... Excuse me?"
The creature turned to look at Spyro. "At last, you're awake," he said. "You're lucky we found you. You were badly injured."
Spyro tried standing, but a surge of pain made him yelp. He finally saw that he had several bandages on his legs and torso. "Wow... I didn't realize how bad that fight was."
"You should get some rest." The creature placed a bowl of hot soup in front of Spyro. "Here. Eat up. You need to get your strength up."
Spyro blew into the soup to cool it down. He drank the soup like a dog. "Thank you. My name is Spyro."
"A pleasure. I'm Mr Tumnus."
"Hey. Where's Sparx?"
"I assume you mean your little friend. My sister is treating his wounds in her bedroom. He had a concussion. He'll be fine though." Mr Tumnus smiled and went to sit on the sofa. He read a book that was set down earlier. "So what happened to you?"
Spyro tried to think. "Umm. I was fighting a dragon named Cynder. We were in a strange realm... I know this might sound crazy to you."
"Not at all. I have heard of Cynder. You actually fought him?"
"Her. Cynder was a girl," Spyro corrected. "I killed her."
Mr Tumnus was surprised. "You killed the terror of the skies?" A big smile formed on his face.
"I guess so."
"Wow. It seems we might have a chance at surviving after all." Spyro turned to see a female of the same species as Mr Tumnus. "Hi. My name's Elora. You said your name is Spyro, right?"
"Yeah, it is. Hey. Forgive me for being rude, but what are you guys?" Spyro asked. "I'v never seen creatures like you before."
Elora laughed. "We're fauns. We don't normally make ourselves known, but we're all over the place."
"Where do they live?"
"Under trees mostly. We hide the entrance so it'll be hard to find us," said Mr Tumnus.
"Under trees? We're underneath a tree?"
"It's called a burrow," said Elora. "It's really warm in here."
"And when it rains, we just go deeper into the burrow until it stops," Mr Tumnus said.
Sparx suddenly flew in. "Spyro! There you are, buddy! This place is cool! They have something here called a shower! I've never felt so clean before!"
"Sparx! You're okay! Are you hurt?!"
"I took a blow to the noggin, but luckilly, there's no brain damage."
"I think that's because you need to have a brain first in order to damage it," Spyro joked.
"Exactly! Wait... What?!"
Elora chuckled as she watched. "Haha. You guys are dorks!"
Meanwhile...
Ignitus arrived at the dragon temple where Cyril, Terrador, and Volteer were waiting. He stepped through the massive doors. "Ignitus, there you are!" Terrador said.
"Where is Spyro?" asked Cyril.
Ignitus paused. He said, "Spyro has followed Cynder into the realm of Convexity. I don't know what has happened though. They may still be fighting."
"Oh dear, this is absolutely horrible! It's ludicrus! It's prepo-"
"Calm down, Volteer," said Terrador.
"If Spyro does not return by dawn, we shall go to Warfang to send a search party," Ignitus said.
Back at the burrow...
Spyro had managed to get on the sofa with Elora's help. He watched Tom and Jerry on TV with Sparx and Elora. Mr Tumnus was reading a book. "Hey, this is funny!" said Sparx.
"I'm surprised you guys haven't heard of television before!" said Elora.
"I barely learned I was a dragon last month!" said Spyro.
"What?"
"Long story. I'll tell you later." They suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside. "What was that?!"
"I don't know. Let's go check it out, Tumnus!" said Elora.
"Right behind you, sister." They moved the boulder out of the way from the entrance. They crawled out from under the tree and saw five large dogs dressed in pirate gear. "Uh oh."
"Not these guys again..."
Stephanie Wyrm: OH MY GOD! A CLIFF HANGER! D-: