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Ignitus held the door open for his friends. The town hall was busy, full of teenagers and hatchlings.
"WHats going on?" ignitus asked.
"Every year in Roleau, at Chritsmas time, theres a secert Santa event. All the kids particapate." Flare expalined.
"Really?" Ignitus said, impressed. It must be a small town for a local Secret Santa. Ignitus stomach growled, and he reailzed he hadn't aten untill this morning. he looked around for food, and he found a buffet. Ignitus filled his plate with cherry cheesecake and dragonberry sqares. he Stuffed his mouth with sqaures and turned to find a yellow dragoness staring at him. Ignitus stopped chewing,his face turing even redder in embarrsement.
"Wow, pretty rude for someone not from here." The dragoness said, her tone curious and demanding an explanation.
"How do you know Iam not from here?' ignitus mumbled through a mouthful before swallowing. She laughed.
"This is a small,VERY small town. Everybody knows everybody. iam Zaveera, and you are?" Zaveera replied.
"Igntius." ignitus said, holding out his paw. They shook paws before Cyclone showed up.
"Well,well,if it isn't my future girlfriend." Cyclone chirped.
"Excuse me!?" Zaveera snarled.
"Oh,Iam sorry. i did come on a little too storng, didn't I? Iam Cyclone, and you are,?" Cyclone said,inching closer to Zaveera. Zaveera backed up and slapped him.
"Zaveera." She said, a hint of warning in her voice.
"Oh, what a pretty name. So, is there a,nice place around here, I could take you?" Cyclone invited.
"No. I already have a boyfriend." Zaveera said.
"Oh. Well, call me when you two are splitsville." Cyclone said, sulking a bit. The meeting began, and Cyclone walked away, his tail dragging in dissapointment.
"Whos the boyfriend?" ignitus asked casullay.
"No one. It was just an excuse." Zaveera said.
"Oh." ignitus exclaimned. he never met anyone like her.

Volteer sat in his seat. He could barley sit still in excitement. they were calling up one dragon at a time for the secret santa. It was alphabettical order, so Volteer would have to wait a while.
"This is going to take forever." Volteer groaned.
"Hey, be grateful. My names Zaveera. I have to wait longer than you." Zaveera pointed out. the two dragons already met, but Zaveera only said her name for an example. Volteer nodded.
After a few more unbearable minutes, Volteer was called. he tried to walk normal to mantain diginity, but he couldn;t stop himself from swaying back and forth in excitement. He looked into the hat and picked out a paper. he walked off the stage as the next dragon was called up. He read the name and his face dropped immideatley.

He had to get Torent, the bully at the dragon games, a present for the secret santa! Torent lived in Roleau, that was one thing Volteer didn;t look forward to the trip.
The wind blew snowflakes in its ever changing deriction. The wind was so loud it sounded like distant thunder and it snapped branches of the trees.
"Geez, Iam glad we got back to the hotel before this." ignitus whistled. Cyril nodded in agreement. It was supper time, but Ignitus and Cyril were spending more time looking outside at the crazy weather. Besides, igntius probaly filled up on treats back at the Secert Santa meeting! Soon supper was done.
"Okay, Ignitus, Cyclone, Amber and Jade can help with the dishes tonight. Cyril, you can take out the trash." Flare ordered. Cyril's heart sank as he walked up to the garbage can. It was overfilling with wrappers and eggshells and all sorts of leftovers. After Cyril struggled to tie it he dragged the garbage bag out. the bag was so enourmus with its contents Cyril could have sworn it was pregnant. he opened the door to the back and a blast of clod, bitter wind stung his face. Cyril heard a clong and saw a tail vanish over the fence. the other garbage bags were slashed open again.
Cyril sighed. There was a group of stray cats that always fed off the garbage. Cyril dropped the bag when he heard a mew. cyril looked around. the mew came again. he followed the mew and found a kitten! Its leg was twisted and bloody and had fluffy white fur. Its owl eyes were yellow and pleading. It mewed again and struggled to stand, but failed.
"Awwww,, poor boy. Your leg must be broken.." Cyril cooed. he picked up the kitten and cradled him in his arms. Cyril wrapped him in blankets and snuck into his room. he just wouldn;t leave the poor thing outside. he went into his room and made a nest of blankets. he put the cat down and gave him some leftover chicken. the kitten meowed gratefully and smacked on the food. From his tone of voice, Cyril knew he was a boy.
"I think I'll call you,, Snowball." Cyril said, nuzzling the cats shoulder. he quickly hid Snowball under his bed. keeping pets at the hotel was Strictly not allowed.

the sun slowly melted the snow into messy slush as Terrador splashed through.
"Yuck. What a mess." terrador complained, trying to void the slushy puddled. A careless hatchling right beside him splashed into the puddle, showering Terrador with cold water.
"Watch it!" Terrador snapped. the hatchling jumped and hid behind his mother. Instead of he mother getting defensive, she flashed an apolgetic look at Terrador and led her son away, scolding him.
"Oh don;t be such a downer. I think were lucky to get a chinook." Berry said. The warm breeze quickly dried Terrador and he knew Berry had a point. This was nice weather. Some of the dragons from camp decided to shop for the scecret santa. Terrador was supposed to get Jade a present. They were both earth dragons, so it shouldn;t be too hard. Terrador stuided the busy street and spotted Cyril going into the pet store.
"That's werid." Terrador wondered aloud.
"What is?" Berry asked.
"I just saw Cyril sneak into the pet store. Why would he go in there?" Terrdor said.
"Well, lets find out!" Berry exclaimed, running into the pet store. Terrador sighed, following less entuasstically. Terrador stopped Berry in the doorway.
"If were spying on him, we have to be suttle. We shouldn;tlet him know were here." Terrador hissed. So the two dragons followed Cyril wuitely, tiptoeing and acting casula when other dragons walked by. Cyril wore big, black sunglasses and a afro wig for a disguse, but Terrador regonized him easily. Cyril picked up a green collar with a gold bell and a minature bag of cat food. Even a few blankets.
WHy would Cyril need cat suppiles? Terrador wondered. Terrador and Berry hid their faces behind pet magazines as Cyril payed. terrador watched him silp out the door. he would have to investigate more later.

Nobodys reading this anymore, are they?

The nice weather didn;t last long at all. A blizzard decided to blow through town, freezing all the slush. Now there was ice bumps, making it not only slippery, but hard to walk. The snow was as high as a hatchling is tall, and it was almost impossible to trsvel through the streets. Lots of dragons were busy plowing the streets and sidewalks. Volteer looked out the window for the dozenth time.
"It looks liek the streets are clear, why don;t we go out now?" Volteer said. Terrador,Cyril,Ignitus and Volteer were hanging out in the lobby,waiting for the streets to clear up. All four dragons, except Volteer, found something for their secret santa. Not that Volteer knew, but Terrador got a snowglobe for Jade. Except with snowflakes inside, it was tiny,green leaves. A waterfall surronded by greeenery filled the empty space inside.
Ignitus had gotten a blue kite the shape of a grublin for Cyclone. Cyril had gotten a pink scarf with gold trimming for Amber.
Volteer still had no idea what to get for Torent. He couldn;t spend more then fifteen dollars on the gift, that was one of the rules for secret santa, and once Torent opened his gift and found out Volteer was his secret santa, he would surely make him look like a fool somehow.
Volteer's thoughts were inturppted by Ignitus reply.
"Sure, lets go!" ignitus said. the dragons trotted out untill Volteer reailzed Cyril wasn;t following. he turned over his shoulder.
"Aren;t you coming, Cyril?" Volteer asked.
"No, i think I'll stay here, got other things to do." Cyril yawned. puzzled, Volteer ran to catch up with Ignitus and Terrador.
"Isn't Cyril coming?" Ignitus wondered.
"No, he says he wants to stay here. Thats not like Cyril. He loves to be out in the cold weather." Volteer replied, frowning.
"Well, I caught him in the pet store yesterday. he was buying cat stuff." Terrador reported.
"Why would he waste his money on cat suppiles?" Ignitus said. there was slince as the dragons stepped outside and contniued walking.
"Unless he had a cat!" Voltter spat, breaking the silence.
"What!?" Ignitus and Terrador exclaimed at the same time.
"Well, he wouldn't be buying cat supplies if he didn;t have one." Volteer explained.
"But then why would he want to stay at the hotel?" Terrador questioned.
"Then, he can take care of the cat and make sure nobody discovers it by accident." Volteer reasoned.
Ignitus shook his head and sighed.
"He knows were not supposed to have pets at the hotel! What if he gets caught? We'll have to question him later." Ignitus decided.
Before they knew it, the dragons reached the shopping mall. A booth had been put up there next to the food court for Chritsmas. it was for dragons to leave by their presnets to get wrapped so they could finish more shopping. The booth was very long and rows of tables were covered with unwrapped presnets. Wrapping paper and tape lay everywhere while the wrapped presents were put in a neat pile.
"You guys go ahead. i'll look for a presnet in that toy store over there." Volteer said. Volteer knew he was going to be in the store awhile. Torent was picky, he wouldn't sell for a cheap gift. Volteer heard aruging int he asile next to him and he looked over curios. It was Torent, with his dad!
"But dad, you know how important it is to me!" Torent wailed.
"Yes, but we can;t afford a new sleigh, Torent." his father argued.
"But its not fair! I can compete in the gmaes next year, how am I supposed to train without a sliegh!" Torent spat.
"I know its your dream Torent, but we just can't afford it this year. You'll have to wait a few years." his father said, glaring at his son not to argue. Torent hung his head in defeat, and a tear spalshed down his cheek. Even though he was a total jerk, volteer felt sorry for him. Whenever he cheated or not, Torent lived for the trill of sleding, it was in his blood, his mind. Volteer couldn;t imagine Torent witnout a sled by his side. Then Volteer got an idea, and left the store at once.
Terrador and Ignitus had gotten some hot choclate while they were waiting for their presnets to be wrapped.
"Did you find a present?" Ignitus asked.
"Nope. But i Know what to get now. Come on, follow me!" Volteer said, excited.

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Ignitus approched the booth, carrying Volteer's gift. Volteer had to go to the bathroom, so Ignitus was stuck with turing his present in for wrapping. Volteer had gotten a cheap,plasitc sled for his Secret Santa gift. He put the sled onto the booth counter.
"I'd like this present wrapped please,," ignitus said. the dragoness turned around and to Ignitus's asntoinshment, it was Haku!
"Augh! Haku! What are you doing here!?" Ignitus exclaimed, falling backwards. Haku rolled her eyes.
"They needed help at this booth and I love wrapping presnets. Besides, there's not a whole lot to do around here." Haku sighed. She took Volteer's gift and started wrapping it in bright red and green wrapping paper. In no time flat she was done.
"And who's this for,,?" Haku asked. Even though it was against the rules to tell other dragons who your secret santa was, Volteer had to tell Ignitus or else he wouldn;t know what to say.
"Torent." Ignitus whispered, not wanting anybody to overhear. Haku nodded and wrote it down on the tag.
"There you go." Haku said, handing him the gift. Ignitus noticed a pink and black ribbon tied around it with red hearts.
"You just couldn;t resist could you?" Ignitus chuckled.
"I put ribbons on every presnet. But I saved the most girly one I had for Tornet." Haku giggled. Another dragoness yelled at Haku deeper in the booth and Haku left the booth.
"I guess Iam done work for the day."Haku explained.

Even though it was still freezing, the walk back to the hotel was easy thanks to the plowing dragons.
The lobby at the hotel was buseir then a group of bee's. Dragons weraing white uniforms and all the local, young dragons were running around.
"What's going on Amber?" Ignitus asked.
"Oh, the workers at the toy factory offered a tour for all the kids."Amber answered.
A pink hatchling ran across the lobby, chasing a blue one. Zaveera was right behind them.
"You guys get back here now!" Zaveera hissed. Ignitus remembered the presnt he was carrying nd held it out. the hatclings bumped into the present and Zaveera finnaly caught them.
"Now, don;t go running off again."She snapped. Then she turned to Ignitus, still panting.
"Thanks for the help."
"No problem. SO who are those little ones? Siblings,,?" Ignitus wondered.
"Oh, i have a job babysitting. It pays really good around here. The woods around here are filled with creatures that could eat little hatchlings in one gulp."Zavvera explained as the little ones looked up at Ignitus in curiosty, while a green one was just catching up.
"The blue one is Icy, the pink one is Amy, and the green one is Emmy." Zaveera intoruced. igntius crouched down so his face was equal with the hatchlings.
"Hello. Iam Ignitus." he said.

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Finnaly a responce! I've been waiting forever,, and ideas,,

Terrador growled as Icy jumped onto his back.
"Gidde up!" Icy yapped. Amy and Emmy laughed before Terrador shook him off.
"Can't you three go bug someone else!?" Terrador snapped.
"Were sorry Terrador, we'll stop." Icy said.
"Thank you." Terrador said. But no later then six seconds were they at it again. Amy pounced on Terradors tail while Icy rode on his back ans Emmy on the neck.
"Faster, faster!" Emmy yelped, slapping his neck. Emmys claws dug into his scales and Terrador yelled in anger. he shook the hatchings off, more roughly then nessary.
"Get out of here!" Terrador roared, inches from the now terrified hatchlings. The three of them burst into tears and wailed, hiding behind Zaveera.
"Terrador, stop it! Can't you be nicer to them?" Zaveera scolded.
"Can you try to do your job, and keep them under control?" Terrador sneered.For a moment Zaveera looked so furious she looked ready to snap Terrador's neck, then she led the hatclings away, who were already over their scare.
The young dragons were at the toy factory, waiting for their turn for a tour. The story was that the toy factory wasn;t doing so well finnacly, so they offered a tour in hope there luck would turn around. there were so many kids waiting, that there were at least 20 groups.
Terrador felt bad about snapping on the hatchlings, so he took out his jade stone. he found it when he was young one day. It was a stone mxed with jade, emerald,ruby, and pyrite. Whenever he was upset, he looked at it to make him feel better. He kept it in a small bag so he could take it whereever he went.
When he put it away, it was his groups turn for the tour. Which included Zaveera, Ignitus, Cyril, Volteer, Cyclone and himslef. It unfortantley also included the three little brats Zaveera babysitted.
Ever since the hatchlings saw hm, they bugged him non-stop, and asked him annoying questions.

Cyril tried to relax, but he couldn;t. What if Snowball was discovered while he was gone? What if the owner was so furious to find him that he threw him out into the cold? Cyril tried to forget about it, his worry would evantullay show and everyone would get suspious. Then Snowball would be in even more danger!
Soon they came to the Teddy Bear section.
Workers sat around boxes of buttons, cloths, and several matrieals where all sorts of skins were made. Another worker pushed a cart and collected finsihed skins and carried them to another room.
Cyril soon stopped worrying about Snowball, but soon foreshadowed more disaster.
Cyclone was hitting on Zaveera again, and she was too busy trying to keep him away that the hatchlings were getting into trouble.
Cyclone streched his wing around Zaveera.
"I haven;t seen you with anyone lately. Does that mean your free now?" Cyclone asked hopefully.
"No." Zavvera answered simply.
"Well, just remeber, Iam perfect for you." Cyclone purred, leaning closer.
"Well, Iam perfect not for you." Zavvera growled, now annoyed. She pushed him away, not noticing Emmy, Icy and Amy sneaking off.
The tourguide stopped by a large machine, whirring quitely and tossing stuffing inside.
"This is where the teddy bears are stuffed. The worker evalautes how much stuffing one skin gets depending on size." The tourguide explained. She grabbed some skins and handed everybody one.
"Now, each of you can stuff a teddy bear yourself and keep it." The tourguide said.
Cyril was handed a polar bear skin. Its fake fur was really soft and had deep, comforting brown eyes. Cyril liked it already. The tourguide stopped by an empty space, where Zaverra's patenits should have been waiting.
"Weren;t there three more in this group?" The tourguide asked.
"WHAT!?" Zaveera screeched. She whipped around.
"Where did they go!?" Zaveera said.
"Up here!" A tiny voice replied. Cyril looked up to find Icy,Amy and Emmy at the top of the fluff machine.
"Cannonball!" Amy howled, diving in the macine, followed by her two friends.
"Oh,no. Oh,no no no! The motor makes that stuff really hot. they could die in there!" The worker wailed, frantic.

terrador isnt in a very good mood

Terrrador sprigned into action. He raced up the stairs to the top of the stuffing maching. he tried to lift her up, but she dragged him in.
"Get on the boat!" Amy squealed. The three hatchlings jumped on top of him. Terrador squealed and snak in the stuffing. Cyril froze in horror. the motor gave a loud shutter and the hatchlings wailed in terror. Cyril raced toward the back. He put the switch to off, but the motor was overheated, and it only churred louder. the screaming in the stuffing machine became more desprate. Cyril hacked ice onto the motor, and it finnaly stopped. Volteer,Igntius and the tour-guide dug into the stuffing untill they lifted the four dragons out.
The three hatchlings looked really guilty.
"Were really sorry every-" Emmy was cut off.
"YOUR SORRY!? I TRY TO HELP YOU, EVEN WHEN YOU TREAT ME LIKE A TOY! YET YOU STILL PLAY ON ME EVEN IN A DEADLY MACHINE! YOU THREE ARE WORHTLESS, ANNOYING, AND SELFISH EXCUSES OF DRAGONS!" Terrador roared at the top of his lungs.
"Were sorry, Terrador, at least you didn;t lose your stone-" Icy stopped once he reailzed Terrador did. Terrador looked around frantically, then looked at the stuffing machie in horror. The ice on the motor melted, and his stone was at the bottom of the stuffing. The motor made an awful noise.
"NOO!" Terrador howled, but it was too late. He raced to the bottom of the staircase. His jewel was now in millons of pecices, and it crumbled in Terradors paw. he turned back to the hatchlings, more angry in his life.
"That stone,, was beside me when I hatched. I loved that stone, it gave me good luck. Heck, it even saved me from breaking a leg for the rest of the summer, it I wasn;t carrying it. Now, thanks to you little brats, it's ruined, and I'll never get it back. And it's all your fault, you,, little, SPAWNS OF MALEFOR!" Terrador roared. The room went into a slience deeper then Dragon Hell. 'Spawn of Malefor' was the more hurtful and scaring insult a dragon could curse. The three hatchlings burst into tears and ran toward Zaveera, where she gave Terrador a nasty glare. But Terrador was too furious to feel guitly. He stomped off, fuming.


The evening's supper was full of excited chatter. Tommorow was Chritsmas Day, and everone got to open their Secret Santa Gifts.
But not for Terrador and his friends. Cyril was eating in his room again, and Terrador was still enraged with losing his stone.
"I hope I get a fire Snow globe." Igntius was saying.
"Yeah, whatever." terrador moaned, poiking his mashed patatoes. Ignitus tried to changing the subject.
"Well, i hope the weather holds for tommrow." Ignitus said.
"I wouldn;t count on it Ignitus. A blizzard, a snowstorm, and heavy snowfall is coming." Volteer stammered.
"It dosn;t matter, every day will be mesirble now." Terrador groaned.
Igntius lost his temper.
"Will you stop sluking over that stupid incident! It's Chritsmas, for crying out loud!" Igntius snapped. Terrador put his fork down, and his face shadowed even more. Ignitus gulped. Maybe he shouldn;t have brought it up.
"Oh, your right Ignitus. It's not really much the stone Iam upset about. Its those stupid hatchlings who treat me like a climbing wall." Terrador huffed.
"Well, I say we need a cheer-up, a break, a take 5, a cool down, a-" Volteer suggested before getting cut off.
"Yeah, lets go see Cyril." Ignitus inturppted. The three dragons walked up the stairs, trying to be cheery. Tgnitus opened the door only to find Cyril with a cat!

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