There Will Be Fire

"Are you kidding me?"

I facepalmed as I heard the other children sitting just across the room, arguing about something I honestly didn't care about. I facepalm so much I'm surprised my face still has physical features. Living in an orphanage was almost bearable. The kind ladies who worked there didn't ask for much, and usually let the children run their own lives. All the children are close, we're like a small family.

Of retardedly loud children.

"Will you please just shut up?" I shouted over the couch at them. The three boys turned over and looked at me. "Be quiet Ryan, this is important." Jacob growled. I sighed. "What's so important that it can't wait till morning?"

Kyle looked at me like I had two heads. "We're talking about who's the best pony. It's obviously Applejack!" He replied, turning back to Jacob. Jacob snorted. "No, it's Twilight! She's the main protagonist!" Daniel facepalmed. "Look, Pinkie is the only one that broke the fourth wall. And she always smiles! That makes her the best, by far!" He stated defiantly.

I turned on the radio and started blaring 'Feliz Navidad' until they all stopped talking. I turned down the music, sighing indignantly. "Rainbow Dash is by far the best pony. Now, shut up." Kyle grinned stupidly. He shouted "Applejack!" before sprinting out of the chair he was sitting in and running upstairs. A triple facepalm happened that instant. "Well, I'm out." I told the two as I made my way upstairs, not before nabbing a Chrismas cookie and scarfing it down.

As I entered my room, I noticed painfully clearly at how the room was seperated. Half was perfectly organized, everything tidy and arranged parallel to the walls, while the other half was an absolute dump of Daniel's things, lying across the ground in no particular order. As i gazed out of the frost-laden window at the row of buildings decorated for the holidays. It'll get better. It's bound to eventually. I just wish I can escape from here. I Sighed as I fell back into my bed. Equestria must be lovely this time of year. I hope that the ponies are happy this time of year. I snorted to myself as I put on my pyjamas, getting ready to go to sleep. Yeah, right. ponies don't exist who am I kidding? Come on, fifteen year olds don't act like this. Still, it would be nice. As sleep overtook me, I found my thoughts stayed with the ponies.

A headache was the only thing I awoke to. I groaned and rolled over, hearing an odd tinkling noise beneath me. "Please, Miss Baker, five more minutes..." I mumbled. I slowly opened my eyes, noticing that I was staring at a stone roof, of sorts. I glanced to my lefts to see a green-scaled dragon staing back at me. We both screamed, rather girlishly I must admit. That's when I realized that I was staring at a mirror, and I was lying on a vast amount of golden treasures. Then I looked at my hands. Large, green, scaly claws had replaced my hands.

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"What the fuck?!" I screamed, rather loudly. I heard what sounded like an avalanche outside the cave. Well, great.

I shakily tried to stand up, Quickly discovering that I was wearing a lovely white-yellow-blue scarf conveniently placed around my neck, and a santa's hat.

This is reading about a 9.0 on my Weird-Shit-O-Meter. I thought, feeling my brain shutting down.

I fell back, probably lying there for hours. It tends to be hard to move when one's brain isn't functioning. I eventually sat up, muttering "Screw it." and decided to explore the cave a little. Something that immediately caught my attention was a small, written note about five feet away from me. I made my way over to it and picked it up.

Hello there, Ryan! how nice to see you're awake!

Well, wait. Are you awake? Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that you're going to be here for awhile.

Have fun trying to not freeze to death! Ponies in Equestria seem to not like dragons that much, and even though you're a rather small dragon, I'm sure that they won't notice the difference. You and your friends have all been transported to this world. The only way you'll be able to tell them apart is because of the scarves I was kind enough to make for you. They've all got this note too, so don't worry.

Now, if you'll notice, it's a considerably cold Hearth's warming for these kind ponies. If you can help them, I'm sure they'll help you. Well, if you want to be used as a carpet. Or maybe some armour!

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Good luck! You're going to need it.

Your pal, Discord.

I read over the note, taking in every single detail. "Shit." Was all I could say. "So I'm going to be hunted for some kind of Hearth's Warming sport. Maybe I should... Maybe... a.....a......ACHOO!" I sneezed, shooting out red and green flames across the room, lighting up the dim cave. It was practically a light show, all the treasure in the room lighting up like miniature candles. I was dazzled by the brilliancy. "Wait! This has to be a dream! That's it!" I said, snapping my fingers.

...Well, claws.

I stabbed myself in the leg with one of my claws. Fun fact, it's not a dream. I screamed as I rolled on the floor of the cave, crashing into piles of treasure in my mad attempt to make myself feel better. Wait.... Where have I seen this before? Forget it, I'm leaving this lame cave. At least it's dark out.

I practised using my breath again, this time spraying a contant stream of the christmasy colors around the entrance of the cave. "Sexy." I noted out loud. I tried stretching my wings, and found that they complied almost instantly. Yay for instincts! I think I could get used to this. I started flapping my wings harder, achieving flight. I whizzed down the mountian, throwing up a trail of snow as I skimmed the thin coating of cold powder. I found out that the santa's hat was partically fixed to my head, so I didn't need to worry about it while flying. I quickly glanced over my shoulder, noticing my tail with a tip that almost looked like a holly leaf. I guess I'm a christmas dragon? I thought, compuzzled.

Now, when someone's looking behind them, gazing at their tail (Even if your tail's sexy, this rule still complies) while moving, or worse, flying, at high speeds, they're not looking in front of them. I'd honestly like to leave it at some trees were harmed in the making of this story. I recovered quickly though, landing on my feet. "My scales must be harder than steel!" I giggled gleefully, not even feeling a twinge of pain after destroying every tree in a straight line for about thirty feet. "But that also means that my claws must be almost diamond, being able to peirce my flesh so easily. Now, that hurt. I heard a noise behind me in the bushes. I spun around just to see a giant spider crawl out of the bushes.

I screamed. Its face lit up like a Christmas tree. Literally. An epic stream of redgreen flames enveloped the creature before it could even make a pokerface. If that was possible, at least.

"I feel like a badass, but I probably look like just any old lizard. Gotta find myself a pond so I can look at myself."

A small pond lay just between some bushes, through the small, freshly cleared, well, clearing. It was frozen over, and it looked like thick ice.

Thank you, lady luck!

I looked into my reflection. It was perfect. Four large houns protruded out of the back of my head, a small santa's hat covering one of the smaller front ones. I was maybe eight feet tall, which seemed small for a dragon. Oh, well. the scarf was quite pretty, looking awesome as it flowed in the faint breeze. My eyes were a peircing shade of blue, almost looking like sapphires in the dark evening. They were even more vivid against the aurora borealis glowing behind my head.

I'm beatiful. And I don't mean to sound like Rarity, but this scarf goes perfect with these scales.

I looked up and smiled. I couldn't even feel the cold because of my thick scales. I hope the others are alright. But, If one of them's a cockatrice or a spider, I'm going to dicover the meaning of 'Justifiable Homicide'.

I flew above the trees, glancing around. I saw a small glow in the distance, lit up by the light of the crescent moon and the overhead lights, dancing in the atmosphere. The snow sparkled too magnificently to be put into words.

"I guess I'll just have to go and check out that town over there. I guess It's ponyville?" I said confidently. "What could possibly go wrong?"

I faceclawed. "I just screwed myself over, didn't I?" I muttered to myself. Sighing, I flew off towards the Infamous town.