When I woke up as Cynder

Spyro_For_Life · Jun 21, 2008 7:58 PM

This will be a story, about how I would like it if I was Cynder. It's going to be a Saturday in the middle of Summer, and that day I was going to be going to the beach, so I was up early. Okay, here we go!

I yawned and jumped out of bed, landing on all fours. I didn't really think about that because I was excited about going to the beach. I stood up. My dog was staring at me, but I ignored him, walking out of my room and going into the bathroom. I felt funny walking upright for some reason, and when I looked in the mirror, I knew why.
I wasn't a human anymore! I was a dragon! Looking at my purplish face and my bright eyes, I realized I wasn't any dragon. I was Cynder. I tested my wings. They were so easy to control, they were like arms. I looked back over my shoulder and saw my long, spiked tail. I tested it. It moved so easily, it was like I'd grown up with it.
I tried my voice. It didn't come out like my own. It was Cynder's voice. I decided to trick my mom.
" Hey, Mom, do you like dragons?" I called, imitating my normal voice.
" Not really." she called back.
" But you still like me, right?" I yelled, running into the kitchen and screeching to a stop next to where she was cooking eggs and bacon on the stove.
" What?" She looked down at me. But she didn't scream. Just stared. " Is that you?" she asked, kneeling down and looking at me.
" Umm, yeah. So when we going to the beach?" I said, jumping up and down. My little brother noticed me and laughed.
" Dwagon!" he said happily.
" Do you really think we're going to the beach with you like that?" Mom asked.
" Uhh, yes!" I replied. " What, just because I'm Cynder now we can't go to the beach?"
" Well, hmm..."
Just then Dad came into the kitchen. " Honey, did you leave any eggs for me to make an omelette?"
" Eat scrambled eggs." I said.
" What? Who said that?" Dad asked. He couldn't see me from his angle. I jumped up onto the island.
" I did. Me, Kari." I answered.
Dad didn't yell either. He just looked at me, like Mom did. My little brother was the only one not staring in disbelief. He came over to me and said, " Back ride? Pig-back ride?"
I laughed. He wanted to get on my back.
" Go ahead." I kneeled down slightly. He got on.
" Blake!" Mom yelled.
" What? He's fine, I won't drop him. Now, hold onto my neck." I said. Blake tightened his grip and nearly choked me. I ran around the kitchen one time, then dumped him off my back onto a couch in the den.
Once everyone got through with the freaked out-ness, we sat down and ate. The eggs didn't appeal to me like the usually do.
The bacon did though!
I ate all of the bacon before anyone else could get a second helping.
Finally, we grabbed towels, suntan lotion, some snacks, and goggles, and got in the car to head for Myrtle Beach.
During the three hour, boring trip, I played with the goggles, fixing them until they could fit my head.
" Hey, the pink ones are mine! Oww, there's still some salt in these!"

Then we were there. I got out and looked toward the ocean. It sure was crowded. I tried to fly. To my surprise, it was easy to ascend. I put my goggles on and looked around.
" Kari, what are you doing?" Mom yelled.
" Flying." I answered. " I don't want people to stare at me as long as I can help it."
" Be careful!" Mom said. I just waved and went toward the beach. No one noticed me until I plunged unto the ocean. And until then, I hadn't really thought about Could I swim? Turns out, I could. Quite well.
I dove down and looked around. The goggles stayed firm on my head. I saw someone else underwater, swimming towards me. I swam away, using the doggie paddle technique.
I went up to the surface. The waves seemed a lot bigger than usual.
I thought then would be a good time to try my flames. A few puffs came out, then full fledged flames. I instantly stopped.
" Whoa. Weird." I said. I swam to shore. And was instantly surrounded my dozens of people. I took the goggles off and looked for my family. I saw them not far away. However, when I tried to go there, nobody would let me move. They were asking hundreds of questions.
" Are you Cynder?"
" Can you use flames?"
" Is flying easy?"
" Do you have a boyfriend?"
" Wait, what?" I exclaimed.
" Do dragons have simpler minds than humans?"
" Get out of my way you parasites!" I yelled. I breathed flames, warning them to back off. They did, and I went over to where my family were laying out the towels to sit on.
" Rough first five minutes?" Dad asked.
" Obviously. And now, I would like to be called Cynder." I said.

Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for the rest later on. Please comment, and if you think this is stupid, please don't refrain from saying so. Go ahead. It might even help me do better next time. As long as you say why you thought it was stupid. wink
I won't go on with the next part until I get some feedback. I hope that didn't come out being mean, but I can't help it sometimes. I have a spoiler down below for the next part. Do not read it if you don't want the story to get ruined for you!

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devonm0 · Jul 09, 2008 2:44 PM

Definitely an interesting concept, but I can't say much of anything more until I see more of where this is headed. You see, I'm a fellow Cynder fan, so much so that I sometimes wish she were real so I could see how she would act around our kind. Stupid thought, no doubt, but as my brother always says, inspiration very rarely, if ever, comes from absolutely no where. Anyway, I look forward to more, so that I may be a better judge of your story.

bionicle2809 · Jul 09, 2008 5:31 PM

YO! BEST STORY EVER! I had a dream once that I was Spyro. I might write about that dream... If thats ok, I mean if you think that Im just coppying your idea.

Spyro_For_Life · Jul 10, 2008 6:05 PM

bionicle2809 wrote:

YO! BEST STORY EVER! I had a dream once that I was Spyro. I might write about that dream... If thats ok, I mean if you think that Im just coppying your idea.

Oh, that's okay. It won't be copying at all. A dream that you were Spyro? That sounds cool. I wish I had a dream that I was Cynder, instead of just imagining it. .... Next part!!! This one will be a little longer.
Part 2
" Why would you want to be called Cynder?" Dad asked.
" Because that's the name of the dragon I am right now. Let's go out to eat. These people are annoying me." I said.
" Alright." Mom said.
My little brother kept looking at me all the way back to the car. I decided to walk back, instead of flying like last time. Surprisingly, it was a lot easier to walk on four legs as a dragon than on two legs as a human. Even though I'd been walking on two legs for like 13 years.
When we got in the car, I hunkered down so surrounding people in their cars couldn't see me.
My little brother said, " Uh, Kari? Why dragon?"
I just shrugged and said, " I don't know."
" So..." My dad said, probably just to make conversation. " What's it like being a dragon?"
" Well, I have a feeling of great power, like I could beat a creature ten times my size with no problem." I replied, examining my claws.
I looked out the window briefly. I saw the large Golden Corral sign up ahead. " I want to go to Golden Corral!!" I yelled.
We turned into the restaraunt parking lot. I hesitated, but then pushed the door open and tumbled out. I got up off the hot asphalt and ruffled my wings.
Good thing there was no one else in the parking lot at the moment. They would probably go after me, like the people on the beach.
When we got to the door, I looked at the sign on it.
" No animals allowed. Service animals permitted." I read out. " Hey, Mom, pretend I'm a Seeing Eye dragon."
" It'll be fine, come on." she said. We went in. People standing in line turned around and stared at me. But they were polite. They didn't even ask any questions. I was glad.
The person at the register didn't seem to notice me until I told my mom I wanted Root Beer. Then she looked over the counter.
" What's that?!" she yelled.
I stood up on my hind legs and put my front paws on the counter. " I'm a dragon, and I would like a Root Beer. And the buffet. I'm thirteen."
" No, uh, animals allowed." the lady said.
" Humans are animals." I pointed out bluntly. " And I'm a human turned into a dragon, ask my mom."
" She is." Mom said. " Just yesterday she was a human girl."
" Okay, fine, here are your drinks." She put the drinks everyone wanted on the tray. Mom pushed it all the way down the rail and paid the bill, then Dad picked up the tray and carried it to a table, me and Mom and my little brother right behind him.
A few people came over and asked me questions, and I answered as calmly as I could. Then I got up and went to the buffet.
I got macaroni and cheese and corn, like I always do. Then I went to the carving board.
The guy there said, " Um, are you a dragon?"
" Yes." I replied.
" Okay.... What kind of steak do you want?" he asked.
" Rare!" I said. I love rare steak. The carving board guy got a steak off of the grill and put it on my plate. I carefully made my way back to the table, balancing on three legs while holding the plate with my front left paw.
I sat down and tried to hold onto a knife. I kept dropping it. I couldn't exactly hold small things that well.
Dad picked up the knife and cut my steak for me. When he was done, I speared a piece on one claw and stuck it in my mouth.
" Oh, that's delicious." I said. It tasted much better than usual. I ate every single piece before touching anything else.
I reached toward the macaroni and cheese and picked some up with my paw, since I couldn't keep a grip on the silverware. I licked it off my claws and paw. It didn't taste as good as usual. I guess dragons don't really eat macaroni. Or cheese. But they like meat.
I still ate everything on my plate, though. The corn was still okay. It tasted fine.
" Hey, Mom? Could you get me a bowl of ice cream? Chocolate ice cream? With sprinkles? And hot fudge?" I asked. I knew that would be a mess if I tried to get desert.
She nodded and went to the desert bar. She came back with my bowl of ice cream. I practically buried my whole snout into the stuff, eating ravenously. Ice cream tasted just as good as a dragon. I jerked my head back suddenly.
" Brain freeze!!" I yelled.
" What brain?" Dad sniggered. I glared at him.
My little brother, sensing that some yelling might happen, said, " Gummy Bears?"
Mom jumped up and ran to get them for him.
Once we were done eating, we got out of there and got in the car. I was starting to feel a little strange. On the long ride back home, I puffed smoke out of my nose to amuse my little brother. When we finally, got home, I felt suddenly sick. I bolted out of the car and ran up the steps to the back door. It was, of course, locked. Mom went up there and unlocked it, and I squeezed past my dog and went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
I jumped onto the little sink vanity and looked at my dragon face in the mirror. My face was shifting and changing. My greenish eyes turned brown and shrunk a little. My nose was receding, forming a human nose. My sharp dragon teeth shrunk and became dull. Human teeth.
I fell off of the vanity in surprise and thudded painfully to the ground. My wings were pinned under me. Not for long. They receded into my back. I could feel the horns on my head being sucked in.
I must be dreaming. I thought. I rose up off the ground on legs that were half dragon, half human. My front legs became human arms. My paws turned into hands, and my claws shrunk into harmless human fingernails. My fingers grew out. My back feet became human feet and toes.
I was almost completely human, strangely, with clothes still on. The gown I was wearing to bed. The only thing dragon was my tail. And I had my blackish scales too. I reached behind me and felt along my tail. It was shrinking. With a weird popping sound, it became limp and was sucked in to a point near my lower back.
I shook my head and looked at myself. I was a black scaled human. Then with clinking sounds, all the scales faded away into nothing.
I was fully human. I buried my head in my arms. I didn't want to be human! I wanted to be a dragon! I wanted to be Cynder again!
There was a thump at the bathroom door. " Kari? Are you in there? Are you okay?" It was Mom. I opened the door.
" I'm fine. I'm just human again." I said. She just looked at me.
" Oh. Well, that's good, I'm sure. Come on, you have some towels to get out of the trunk."
The End

Oh, man, that was terrible! No one's going to like this! Man. Dang it! Oh well, I'm not deleting this just because I think no one will like it, but still... Well, hope you did enjoy and please comment.

bionicle2809 · Jul 10, 2008 7:12 PM

It was brillinat! But why did you have to turn back into a human so soon sad

Spyro_For_Life · Jul 11, 2008 5:32 PM

bionicle2809 wrote:

It was brillinat! But why did you have to turn back into a human so soon

I don't know. Maybe because I was running out of ideas. I do that a lot. I see you've posted your Spyro dream. I'm going to go read it right now.

devonm0 · Jul 11, 2008 7:23 PM

That sucks. I hate it when my thought train is derailed.

mimi · Jul 14, 2008 3:28 AM

oh man cant you just fake more at least

Spyro_For_Life · Jul 14, 2008 6:26 PM

I really wish I could but my mind is blank right now, what with my other story going on here using up a lot of brain power.

ratchet · Jul 15, 2008 6:48 AM

Nice story, but i think your parents might be a little bit more freaked out than they were here, they probably would've called the police or something.

Spyro_For_Life · Jul 15, 2008 5:07 PM

Yeah, I thought I had messed up bad there. I mean, once they learned it was just me I'd be fine, but before that it should have been total pandemonium. Sorry, next time I do something dragon related, I'll have people totally freak out. A sorta," Get the rifle!" deal. smile

Twingo · Jun 16, 2017 5:41 PM

I'm still waiting on the next part bruvva.

Stormy · Jun 16, 2017 7:08 PM

lol nice bump tongue

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