Prompt #2: something combining peer pressure duo(techno and ranboo) and dragons, mayhaps? mm,, one of them going on a camping trip and discovering the other while in the forest?
Yes I will be using Wings of Fire terminology. Sue me. But yeah, I think I liked the other one a bit better, but I think it's nice to post both since I had the time!
Well, That's ONE WAY to Quit
Tw dehumanization (calling a sentient thing "it" in a dehumanizing way), very much accidental fearplay
Ranboo was a scribe, apparently a good one. His nerves let him write very fast, and his need for perfection made the notes legible and percise.
Apparently he was a good enough scribe for such an honored knight, such as Sir Dream. And who would he be to turn down a basically paid vacation just writing down all the stuff the knight does?
Well... maybe he'd be justified in turning down a vacation with SIR DREAM, of all people.
Out in the middle if the woods.
The dragon woods.
Where the knight refused to do any work because he was "on vaccation".
Yep. It had been three days, and Ranboo was exhausted. Ranboo, get fire wood! Ranboo, hunt rabbits! Ranboo-
"Hunt something with a good pelt," Dream said, laying down in his tent. "I forgot my blanket. At the last camping site."
Ranboo didn't really know what animals had good pelts, as well as a pelt to cover a whole person would be the size of an elk or bigger.
Ranboo shuffled his feet. It was nearing nighttime, and he REALLY didnt want to go out. "You can use my bancket, sir-"
"Stop being a little BITCH-" Dream snapped. "And go get me a pelt."
Ranboo stood still for a second before slowly backing up. He took an iron axe from his backpack and a torch, hopefully he would be out for too long.
He started his trek, going up the mountain to maybe find a sheep or goat. It was hard to navigate at night, as well as a lot of animals were asleep right now.
Ranboo didn't realize how long he had been out until his torch died. Three hours in the cold and windy mountains, and nothing to show for it. Ranboo sighed, starting to head back.
... where did he come from?
It was too dark to even attempt to track his footsteps back to the camp. His torch was dead. All he had to defend himself was an axe.
Even though he knew it would only make him more lost, Ranboo ran around the mountains frantically, looking fir anysign of where hed been. The mountain air wasn't helping his stamina- or oxygen intake- and he grew light headed.
Ranboo leaned against the side if the mountain, exhausted. His vision was fuzzy, and he wanted to puke up his small amount of rations.
But... what was that? Tucked behind some rocks was a cave, it almost looked like there was light coming from it. He didn't really want to go back to Dream right now, especially not empty handed. In his slightly delirious state, Ranboo hobbled over to the cave.
And... wow, was it pretty in there. Gold and jewels littered the walls and floor, a big pile in the middle. Weapons- better weapons than an iron axe- were mixed in. But one thing really stood out to Ranboo.
Pelts. With any animal Ranboo could wish for. Goats, elk, large cats, he's pretty sure he saw a moose and bear mixed in.
Okay yeah, he was DEFINETLY in a dragon's den.
But something about Ranboo just REALLY didn't care right now. He was tired, he's been bossed around all week. He was probably going to die out in the mountains anyway, not to be dramatic.
And... there wasn't even a dragon inside.
Ranboo trudged over to the pile of pelts and buried himself under about ten of them. The softness of the furs all around him made him close his eyes as he was lulled to sleep.
Ranboo was shaken awake, remembering instantly where he was from the gold encrusted walls. Barely conscious enough to realize what was probably happening, he froze.
Through folds in the pelts, Ranboo saw a pink and gold claw, he was probably only about as big as the dragon's forearm. Dream wasn't lying when he said a dragon's talons were SHARP.
Ranboo heard and felt the dragon breathing. The whole room smelled of rusty metal. Ranboo hoped that eating metal was a weird thing this dragon did, and that the smell wasn't something's blood.
The dragon stopped on its tracks, humming. Even after several moments, Ranboo didn't hear it move again. It smelled the air in a long, drawn out inhale.
Could it SMELL him?!
Ranboo was furiously shaking, luckily he wasn't too near the pile of gold so it didn't make noise-
Pile of gold.
HE WAS IN A DRAGON'S PILE OF GOLD.
Oh gosh, Ranboo was so dead.
Tears rolled down his eyes, a whimper escaping his throat. He slapped his hand over his mouth.
Dead dead dead.
The dragon stopped sniffing, stalking over closer to where Ranboo was. He couldn't bring himself to look up as it uncovered him.
Well, it was definetly the COLOR of blood as well. Red and pink and gold scales flecked all over its body shiny golden wings. Blood red eyes and pinky claws.
Ranboo was speechless, he couldn't tell if it was from the majesty of the dragon or the utter terror in his heart.
The dragon edged closer and Ranboo didn't even bother hiding his scream as he jumped up and ran. He didn't care he was going the opposite direction of the exit.
... was he going the OPPOSITE DIRECTION OF THE EXIT?!
He didn't even realize what direction he was running before he nearly ran into the stone walls of the cave.
Ranboo cowered in place, shining himself into the stone. Dead dead dead.
Techno didn't care much for scavengers. Bit too salty for him, he didn't go out of his way to hunt them if he didn't have to.
But a scavenger in his GOLD PILE?! Oh ho HO someone was asking to be destroyed. It was one thing for a dragon not to kill scavengers, it was ANOTHER for a dragon to not kill scavengers when they are deliberately stealing from him.
But this scavenger... was rather pathetic. It was shivering like crazy for one, compared to others avengers it seemed way less accustomed to the cold by the rags it was wearing. It seemed tall for a scavenger, mabe getting to around halfway up his forearm, but it looked like a twig.
It also had what looked like a dull iron axe. Like that would be able to kill him! Wait...
Techno looked outside, knowing scavengers don't like being out at night. There was a very real possibility that this thing WASNT here to kill or steal from him, and was just looking for shelter for the night.
Knowing scavengers though, it was a slim chance. A chance Techno was willing to take?
... eh. Sure, why not.
Did... yes. Techno had a scroll lying around. He wrote his name on it and put it in the scavenger's hands. That way this scavenger can get the message to other scavengers. It looked very confused but it should get the point across. DONT ATTACK ME! IM A NICE DRAGON AND WILL ONLY EAT YOU IF YOURE CRINGE AND ATTACK ME.
The scavenger yelped as Techno picked it up. This one looked pretty young, so it was likely it was traveling with a guardian or at least some companions. Since it was impossible more than one group of scavengers would be stupid enough to walking into his woods, he'll just drop it off with the first scavenger he sees.
The scavenger was moving, moving A LOT while they were flying, he was almost scared he would drop it. He tightened his grip, and the scavenger squeaked before curling away from his scales, but holding still. Techno almost felt bad, but he was helping it, hopefully it would realize eventually.
Techno flew around the perimeter of his area, seeing if he could spot any scavengers. He had to look hard, while not very smart, no scavenger was dumb enough to light a TORCH at night in dragon woods-
Aaaaaand never mind. After the third or fourth circle around, Techno saw a glow from under the trees. Gosh, he could hear their squeaking from here. He dove down.
The scavenger squeaked and screamed as Techno dove through the trees, the two were also definetly not equipped to fight a dragon, so it would make sense that his scavenger and them were part of the same group.
He carefully placed the scavenger down, but also didn't really care and was tired, so he just dropped it once his claws were close enough to the ground.
He didn't really care to see the aftermath, and darted back into the sky, going home to get some rest.
Ranboo wasn't entirely sure what had happened. He looked to the sky, the dragon already long gone in the distance. He clutched the paper in his hands, not really sure what it says.
Oh yeah, and he definetly WASN'T with Dream anymore.
He turned and looked at the two the dragon put him next to. They looked about his age actually, so that was bad, he was a teenager!
One was definetly a knight as well,but he didn't have the powerful armor Dream had, his looked like it was only leather. Ranboo couldn't even see his eyes through his fluffy brown hair.
The other one was also definetly a magic user, red robes and a pointy wizard hat. He looked rather pissed off as he looked to the sky where the dragon flew away.
"The ONE interesting thing that happened to us-" He groaned. "And it flies away before we can even fight it!"
"Yeah..." the other looked up at the sky, looking a little aprehensive despite being the fighter. "I dint thing we could have taken that thing. Anyway, hi!"
Ranboo snapped his head back to the adventurers, being reminded he existed. "Hi?"
"I'm Tubbo, this is Tommy," the knight waved to himself and his friend. "And you are?"
"Ranboo," Ranboo held put his hand stiffly for a handshake. He put his hand down when neither of them took it. "I'm a scribe, it take it you're a knight and he's a wizard."
"Yep!" Tommy grinned, making sparks come off his fingers. "Uhm... care to explain what just happened there?"
Ranboo thought for a second. "The knight I was working with sent me off into the woods at around sunset, and I got lost so I went into a dragon's cave..."
The other two stared at him for a second before bursting out laughing.
Tubbo snorted. "Well that sounds pretty shitty. Oh! You should come adventuring with us!"
"I should?!" Ranboo yelped. He wouldn't be much help, the only thing he's good at is writing.
"Yeah!" Tommy shouted. "Every adventurer needs a variety to follow them around and write flowery poetry about their cool adventures!"
"Tommy, we're on vacation, I don't think it's gonna be that interesting." Tubbo deadpanned.
"I could use a vacation..." Ranboo sighed. "Yeah, I guess I could go with you guys!"
"What's that paper?" Tommy asked, grabbing it out of Ranboos hands.
Ranboo shrugged, looking to the sky. "The dragon gave it to me, I didn't get a chance to look at it."
Tubbo and Tommy hovered over it as Tubbo read. "Tech... no. Techno?"
Tommy looked at his friend. "Why the fuck do you know draconic?!"
Tubbo shrugged, rolling the scroll back up. "I think that's your friend's name, Ranboo."
Ranboo thought for a second. "Is it stupid of me to want to find it again and say thank you?"
"Oh yes." Tubbo confirmed.
Tommy nodded. "One hundred percent."
Ranboo shuffled his feet. "Can... can we do it anyway?"
Tommy and Tubbo turned to eachother and shrugged. Tommy looked back over. "I don't see why not."
"But first..." Tubbo slapped Tommy on the back, scolding. "Vacation!"