Hello! This is my first post here on FA. I have posted on DeviantArt already but forgot to add my stories here. This part does not contain vore, but the next one will. Please consider giving me a follow here and on my DeviantArt. (https://cerealstring71.deviantart.com)


(Vine POV)
     I was sitting in my cave, staring at the ceiling, bored out of my mind. I didn't know what to do. My belly is full, so I can't hunt, I've drank more than enough water for one day, and I don't really like terrorizing the humans, although I guess I could if I really wanted to. My friends are all on a trip up north somewhere. I sighed. Sometimes being a dragon sucks.

     I rolled over onto my belly and stared out of the mouth of the cave. I guess I'm going to terrorize some humans, then. I got up and lifted off, flying toward the nearest human town. I flew and flew, trying to find a mediocre home with mediocre people living in it, that way nobody will really care what happens to the inhabitants. By the time I found one, it was dark, but that was fine by me. I like flying, and I don't really care if I get spotted or not. I finally stopped on a yellow and white two-story house with only a single light shining dimly out one of the second-story windows. 

     I quietly flew over to the open window with the light, and saw a young boy, probably thirteen, sitting in bed, staring at the ceiling, seeming to be as bored as I was. Maybe I don't have to do anything bad, I thought. Maybe I can just do something to brighten his day instead. I gathered my courage and tapped on the window with one claw. The boy didn't even glance my way, he just turned the other way. Frowning, I tapped on the window again, this time a bit harder and in a more rapid succession. The boy sighed and sat up, turned to look out the window, and screamed.



(William POV)

     I was sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling, bored out of my mind. My phone was dead and I left my charger at Owen's house, and he's out of town, and of course my parents wouldn't let me use theirs because "I'm only thirteen; I'm not responsible enough not to break it". I tried to watch TV but our WiFi crashed. I started to read a book and then decided I picked the absolute worst one on the shelf. I sighed. Sometimes being a human sucks.        
     The landline phone rang, and it was Alex, from school. He's the weird kid in class, and he's obsessed with dragons. Nobody really likes him, but nobody really hates him either. I have no idea why he called, but I answered on the second ring and spoke in the most cheerful tone I could.

     "Hey Alex! What's up?" I asked, mentally patting myself on the back for managing to not sound depressed.

     "Dude, you're not gonna believe this!" Alex sounded extremely excited. "I just saw a dragon fly over my house, heading in your direction!" I sighed, then realized I forgot to hit the 'mute' button and felt a wave of guilt wash over me. "I had a feeling you wouldn't believe me, so I found a video clip to send you. You should get it any second now."

     "Okay. Well, I'll keep an eye out for it." I said.

     "Thanks! Sorry to bother you so late. Bye, William." Alex said, ending the call.

     I opened my laptop and it immediately gave me a popup containing Alex's email. I opened it to find the link to the Channel 11 News live broadcast. I clicked 'play' and turned up the volume on my speakers. 

     "We have breaking news here in northern California. Apparently we have dragon sightings all over the place. Not only sightings, but also a video clip and two eyewitnesses." It played a brief video of Alex and some kid named Damien trying to make a YouTube video, when you hear large flapping wings and they both fall over from the heavy wind. The camera and the tripod blow over as well, landing lens-up with a perfect slowed-down clip of a forest-green dragon flying only a few feet overhead.

     I turned off my laptop and sat back down in bed. I was almost asleep when I heard a tapping sound at the window. I ignored it and turned onto my shoulder, facing away from the window. Then it happened again, but slightly louder and quicker, as if it were annoyed. I sighed and sat up, spinning toward the window, and screamed, seeing outside the same dragon from the video. It was around forty feet tall, waiting patiently for me to respond. I screamed again, and passed out on the bed.