Happy Lunar New Year

 

It’s the year of the Dragon!  I’m sure Mushu is already celebrating

“It’s my year!”

Ethan patted his dragon.  “To me your year is every year.”

Mushu’s head popped up and looked at Katsumoto.  “This is why he my hooman!”

“You spoil him.”  Katsumoto gave his Mate a pointed look, who completely ignored him.

“Of course I do.  I’m his hooman.”  He continued petting the dragon who was praticaly purring.  “Besides the more I stroke his ego, the more I can ask him for alone time.”

Shogun’s Clan leader smirked, his Mate really was devious.  “By the way what’s up with the big pole that has ribbons tied to it.”

“A gift from someone in Sylum, he’s in on the dragon thing and sent ‘enrichment toys’ to all the dragons.   Paul made sure to let me know not to worry about it.”

“That was very kind of him.”  He slid closer to his Mate.  “Think we can wear him out and have some of that ‘alone time’.”

Nathan’s grin was positively wicked.

***

“It’s the year of the Dragon.”  David stated as if that explained why he was decorating Cloudjumper’s cave.  “We should celebrate.”

“It’s a Chinese tradition, and Cloudjumper isn’t a Chinese Dragon.”

Said dragon gave him a look, indicating that he should shut up and let David spoil him.  

“I think your dragon is on David’s side.”  Joshua chuckled lightly, putting down the crates of fish he was able to secure for the celebration.  

Paul sighed, then set his own gift on the table.  He glanced at the box that was sitting next to the table, realizing it was the new ‘enrichment toy’ Matt had sent over.  “You are a spoiled dragon.”

Cloudjumper coed and wiggled around until he was leaning against Paul.

***

“You do realize I have to get something for Smaug if you get something for Toothless.”   Thorin stared down at the Clan’s Lead Hunter.

“He’s an entitled asshole.”

“Yes he is.”  Thorin agreed.  “He’s also huge and throws a fifty foot flame.”

“Point.”  Hiccup rolled his eyes at the whole situation.  “Okay fine I bought two, because he’ that kid who likes to blow out the candles at someone else’s party.”

“More like start the fire.”  Bilbo added to the conversation from where he was mixing a extra large batch of fish stew for both Dragons.   “It’s Year of the Dragon so technically we have to honor both.”

“We’re Norwegein.”  Thorin pointed out, but then gave up.  “You think we would be more prepared as it comes up every 12 years!”

“At least Cloudjumper is with Paul.”

“I like that one, he’s quiet and contemplative.”  Bilbo commented, they had briefly met the other dragon after getting back from England to find a third dragon hanging out at the clan house.  “Didn’t that nice chippy send some toys.”

“It seems he sent one to all the dragons.   Smaug’s is filled with mirrors and crystals.  Toothless is like one of those baby mobiles with different types of fish.  He hasn’t stopped playing since he got it.”  Hiccup pulled out his phone to show the video. 

“Well that should keep them all entertained.”  Thorin couldn’t help the smile at the smaller dragon’s antics.

***

Draco rolled his eyes but broke open the crate.  It was a set of bookshelves that could hold some of the new tech he’s aquired recently. 

“Well at least Matthew knows how to give gifts on special occasions.”  He gave Bowen a side eye.

The Knight sighed.  “I brought you a cow.”

“It’s the least you can do!  I need to eat.”  Draco humphed and sent out to send the chippie a nice email thanking him for the gift. 

“I also brought a sheep.

Draco paused then glanced back at Bowen.  “What type of sheep?”

***

“This is the best gift ever!”  Muldoon watched as the little red dots from the make shift ‘disco ball’ went around the room.   The annoying bastard was chasing all of them and wore himself out in minutes now asleep in the middle of the floor.  “I don’t know who this Matthew Thompson is, but he’s my favorite person at the moment.”

Owen laughed lightly.  He had been shocked to see a crate with a note from this Matt stating he was in on the ‘dragon thing’ and as it was the Year of the Dragon sent out gifts of toys to each of the dragons.   Since he had heard from Jake that Tiny Terror was a small and energitic dragon he though something he could play with would be good.  Owen was impressed the quality was good, and it was perfect for the small dragon.

“We should send a thank you gift.”  Juba pointed out, though even he was impressed at how fast Terror knocked himself out playing.  “And extended an invitation to visit.”

Tarzan laughed as he poked at the sleeping dragon.  “I’ll give him a call!”  He ran off laughing lightly.

Happ”I hope the poor guy won’t be to freaked out over getting a call from Tarzan?”  Owen glanced over to Juba.

“He sent gifts for Year of the Dragon to the dragons – I think he’ll be fine.”  Juba had to ask a few people until he got to Nico to ask about the guy, and all he learned was he was laid back and took things with a grain of salt.  Probably wouldn’t blink at Tarzan or Quartermane.

***

“How are we supposed to get to him?”  Altair gave Dastan a look.  “And exactly how did he get it here?”

“Tus via Aguilar.”  Dastan pulled out the long rope that had lots of pieces of cloth attached to it.   “The instructions say to wrap meat or bones to it, and hang it down to the cave.”

“Obviously someone has been talking.”  Altair pointedly looked at Tus, who ignored him.

“The man built Aguilar’s new house and training facility.  He’s friend with Javert and Jake.   And built a hobbit hole for a dragon, so of course I told him about our reclusive dragon.”  Tus started to help his brother with tying bones and meat.  “I think it was a nice gesture.   No one really thinks about Drogo.”

“That’s because he could destroy armies in seconds.”  Altair was sure this was a stupid idea, but was curious to see what would happen.   If it all goes wrong he’ll blame Aguilar. 

It took all three of them to drag it out back, tie it to the stone wall and toss it over.   It took sometime but Drogo’s nose came out of the cave and sniffed.   He checked out the rope then, began pawing at the ribbon, taking his time to get the meat or bone off. 

“Well that worked.”  Tus was shocked.

“Happy Year of the Dragon!”  Dastan yelled over the side.

Drogo just grunted and grabbed his treats into his cave.