WELL WELL WELL! LOOK WHO THE CAT DRAGGED IN! WHAT'S UP GUYS, IT'S ME! TQ!

So you might remember Chip Dangerstone: Dragon Zoologist. Yeah I scrapped it and restarted it. I feel better about this. Let's get this show on the road. HAPPY READING!

TQ out!

The Beginning

Picture a child growing up in London Suburbia on the Jurassic Park movies; one that now has an unhealthy obsession with big badarse creatures. This same child now finds out that he's a wizard, that Dragons are real, and that he's going to attend a school for witchcraft and wizardry named Hogwarts. Hi yes. That's me. Not the buff kid that's like 9 feet tall, no. The scrawny little shit next to him. Chip Dangerstone. Just smile and wave because things are about to get unnecessarily weird.

It was the end of 6th year. Any sane child in their 6th year career counseling with Professor Tern, the new Transfiguration Professor and Gryffindor Head, would have told her something along the lines of "I want to be an Auror." or "I want to open a business." The words that came out of my mouth were "I want to be a dragon handler." Needless to say, that mildly concerned was an understatement when it came to the look that Imelda Tern now gave me. It started to look like she would reconsider this position soon, lest she have an aneurysm.

It was about then that a knock sounded at the door. I looked at Imelda. Imelda looked at me. I then shrugged and made a motion towards the door. Imelda glared and waved me away. I rolled my eyes and walked towards the door.

Now, if you thought I was being a smart-arse, let me just say that I would have preferred to stay in the chair by the fireplace, but the door was closer to me than Imelda. It would have been more trouble to let her answer the door. She might have had me do a lap of the grounds before dismissing me, or worse.

When I opened the door, I was met by the sight of a woman that could only be described as a human mountain. The woman had the build of a professional bodybuilder, with a head full of dreadlocks and a smile that could have made the most cynical of people happy. I was about to ask what the woman wanted, but was silenced by a finger against my lips.

"Let me guess." the woman said, "You're the little twerp that wants to work with Dragons?"

I nodded slowly.

"Good. I was looking for you."

"And who are you?"

"You can call me Dragon Handler." the woman said, "Now move your skinny little ass. We got a lot of work to do."

"Wait... What?"

"Did I stutter? Now move!"

I yelped as I was picked up and tossed over Dragon Handler's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I could feel my face heat up as Dragon Handler carried me past the gaping students and shocked Professors. The woman was so casual about the whole affair, she might as well have been carrying groceries.

"D-Dragon Handler?!" I stuttered, "Where are we going?"

"You wanted to be a dragon handler?"

"Yes?"

"Then I'm gonna teach you how to be a dragon handler. So you can handle dragons."

"Oh."

"I can feel you thinking, boy. Out with it."

"Can you put me down first?"

"If you insist."

I let out a sigh of relief as I was placed on my feet.

"There." Dragon Handler said, "Better?"

"Yeah a bit. At least I don't feel like I'm being carried by a half-sasquatch." I grumbled goodnaturedly.

"What was that?"

"Nothing! Nothing!"

"That's what I thought. Now, what was it that you wanted to say?"

"How are you going to teach me how to handle dragons?"

"Well, that's easy."

"What's so easy about it?"

"We're gonna get you to handle a dragon."

"WHAT?!"

"Yep."

"BUT-"

"No buts! No exceptions! I'm the expert here. I know what I'm doing."

"But what if-"

"You're the one that wanted to do this."

"Yes, but-"

"Are you backing down from a challenge?"

Oh that got me riled the hell up. I shot her a glare but then folded my arms. "Of course not!"

"Then what's the problem?"

"Nothing, I guess..."

"Good. You're going to meet a dragon."

"Alright..."

"You're gonna handle a dragon."

"Alright."

"Then you're gonna ride a dragon."

"Ok."

"Then you're gonna fly a dragon."

"What?! How are we going to do that? Dragons can't-"

"Do I have to get the sock?"

"Sock?"

"You'll see."

"Uh... Alright..."

"Now, follow me. We have work to do."

And with that, the giant of a woman turned on her heel and walked away, leaving me staring at her back.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the start of my journey. That is how I became Chip Dangerstone: Dragon Handler.