Blazing Flower

Chapter one 
What some dragons would give to be the daughter of a millionaire.
What Bluebottle would give to be a normal SeaWing.
Of course, it didn't help that her father said she was getting a fiance. Why couldn’t SHE choose who she loved? Why shouldn’t SHE choose who she could be friends with?
Bluebottle swished her blue tail angrily across the sandy beach, scattering pearly seashells and alarmed crabs. It wasn’t fair. Nothing was fair.
“Blue honey! Time to come inside!” Rang her mother’s voice from the mansion. Bluebottle wasn’t ready to go inside, away from the blue sky and sunburnt beach, but did as he was told.
The mansion was purely out of marble, with a few opals here and there. A dazzling diamond chandelier hung in the middle of the entrance, reflecting white across the shiny walls. Around it were two separate, winding staircases that lead upstairs. Bluebottle was tired of walking up them
Every.
Single.
Day.
As she stood in the doorway, her mother ran up to her. “Seashell, you’re covered in sand!” Bluebottle rolled her eyes. Seashell was her mother’s nickname for her. “Sorry, I was just being a NORMAL DRAGONET.”
Her mother gave her a disapproving look. “Well if you must be a “Normal dragonet”, can you try to be less messy?!”
Bluebottle scowled, and shoved past her mother-despite her protests-and flew up to her room, ignoring the staircases(of which wasn’t “Proper etiquette”).
She tried to keep her room as subtle as possible, but the giant princess-like bed surely stood out, if the opal flower patterned tiles on the floor didn’t. 
Bluebottle crashed onto her bed face-first, thinking about the horrors to come. She did NOT want a fiance.actually, she didn’t want a lot of things she had, including her perfect richie-smichie life.
Bluebottle heard a knock on her door after sitting on her bed face-first for a couple hours. Sighing, she got up and opened it. It was her dad. He was dark green, with a permanent bored expression, had a hard-to-please demeanor, and often dressed in silly, pompous outfits, and the silly white bow-tie he currently wore today, which made him look like a penguin.
Bluebottle sighed again. “What do you want?”
He a-hemed seemingly as loud as he could. “It’s ‘HELLO FATHER’ not ‘what do you want?’ That is VERY un-etiquette and makes it seem as though I've been very annoying and demanding. VERY rude.”
Bluebottle found this so ironic she almost burst into laughter.
“Well,” Her father continued without waiting for her response. “I THOUGHT you wouldn’t seem to DELIBERATELY get SAND all over you on the day you meet your fiance AND his family. I do NOT wish to seem like the kind of father who lets his dragonets get dirty and do whatever they want! Go wash up!”
Bluebottle almost sighed again and left the room, purposefully not meeting her father’s gaze. HE was the one who did everything to her. HE was the one who made life so difficult. HE was the one who assigned her a STUPID FIANCE.
She was floating around in the ocean, trying to spend as least possible amount of time in her house. She tried to rub off all the sand from her scales. While she was washing, she noticed a few dragonets playing some sort of game that involved chasing the other dragonets around and grabbing their tail. Bluebottle’s parents never let her play with other dragonets, and she was too old for that now, but she felt a sharp pang of loneliness while watching the little dragonets play.
“Bluebottle! Your fiance is here!”
Her father’s voice shook Bluebottle out of her trance. He’s here? Now? This day just keeps on getting worse and worse! She thought as she swam out of the ocean and flew towards her manor, thinking the day couldn’t get any worse. 
Chapter 2 
Since the guests were at the door, Bluebottle considered it “proper etiquette to go in through one of the living room windows, pretending she had been in her bedroom before, but the look her father gave her wasn’t surprising, considering she hadn’t much time to dry off before leaving the ocean, and was now dripping water all over the marble floor.
Her mother and father were at the doorway, looking as if they had just opened the door to the guests, who were six SeaWings, one of which, she assumed he was the father, managed to look for disapproving than her’s, which is saying something. One of them, who she assumed was her stupid fiance, was strickingly handsome and dark blue. Stop thinking about him positively! Bluebottle scolded herself. He wore a black bow on his chest, of which he straightened as he addressed Bluebottle. “hel-LO my lovely lady!”
Bluebottle bit back a sharp retort. She did not like this dragon at all. She ignored the dark blue SeaWing and looked at the others. One was an old looking one with a grumpy expression, one was green and violet, she looked like the mother, another one, who was about the same age as the dragonets Bluebottle had seen playing earlier, and was wiggling excitedly, pink spots flashing random words in aquatic, but it was the next dragon who caught Bluebottle’s eye. He was a pale-ish green, with milky blue eyes, though it felt like he was staring at her.
He’s blind. Bluebottle told herself. He looked kind and thoughtful, much better than the smug, dark blue dragon who was currently talking to her.
Oh.
He waved a talon in front of her face. “Anybody home? He asked annoyingly. 
Bluebottle looked across the room and met her father’s eye, who looked very disapproving of her current behavior.
Bluebottle responded quickly after he saw her father’s face. “Somehow.”
The dark blue SeaWing sniffed smugly. “What’s THAT supposed to mean?”
Bluebottle groaned. This dragon was just like her father, stuck up and seemingly rude.  
She turned her attention to the blind dragon. He looked much nicer than the dark blue dragon.
The dark blue dragon growled. “Well, even though you didn’t ASK, my name is BELUGA.”
Bluebottle groaned. Why had she forgotten that, her parents had probably introduced themselves already!
“Iiiiiiii’m SEASTAR!” bellowed the little sister dragon.
“Loggerback.” Said the dragon Bluebottle assumed was the grandfather.
“Ray.” said the mother dragon.
“Lobster.” Said the serious-looking dad dragon.
“Irukandji.” Said the blind dragon.
Huh, Irukandji had a nice voice. Bluebottle liked the blind dragon even more.
“Well,” Said Bluebottle’s father. “Since we’ve already finished introductions, you are invited to stay at our manor for a while.”
“Oh of course!” said Irukandji’s mother with a terrible fake accent. “We’d love to stay here for a while.”
Bluebottle flew up to her room. She didn’t want anything to do with Beluga, but maybe she could find Irukandji alone?
It was later in the day, and the visitors were still there. Irukandji was chatting with Beluga in the massive manor garden. Bluebottle’s mother had convinced her father to build it, and it was filled with seaside-growing flowers. Bluebottle hoped Beluga would leave.
Well, eventually he did. An hour later, when everyone else was leaving.
But i want to talk to Irukandji alone! Thought Bluebottle despairingly, and raced after him.
Thankfully, Irukandji didn’t get far before stumbling into one of Bluebottle’s mother’s rose bushes.
Bluebottle ran over to him. “Um, are you all right?” this is your chance,don’t say something stupid! She reminded herself.
Irukandji swung his head around nervously at her voice, probably embarrassed to be caught in such an awkward state. “Uh, i think not.” He said. “I happen to be stuck in a thorny thing.”
At that, Bluebottle remembered he was blind. “Rose bush.” she corrected him.
“Oh, well, can you help me get out of it?” he asked.
“S-sure.” Said Bluebottle. Already gnawing at the roses.
After a while, Bluebottle was able to free Irukandji.
“Thanks.” He said. “Do you know where the others went, you know, my family?”
“Um.” Bluebottle looked around widely. “They went-”
She was interrupted by Beluga’s voice. “Blue and Iru, flying in the sky! Getting all K-I-S-S-”
Then he was also interrupted by his grandfather’s voice. “BELUGA! IRUKANDJI! WE’RE LEAVING!”
Beluga shot a glare at both of them, and before they could respond to what he had said, left.
Irukandji sighed. “That’s my bro for ya. Well, I think I’d better be going.” He took off. 
Bluebottle already missed him.
But then, he spoke again,faint out of distance. “By the way, I think you’re a nice dragon, Blue!”
At this, Bluebottle giddily leapt upwards and did a loop-de-loop in the sky, despite her parent’s bewildered faces. Who cares about a stupid fiance? Iru likes me!
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