Waking up, I feel as if I've only slept for seconds. Walking downstairs, I'm surprised to see Snotlout, Carla, and a few of my other friends downstairs. They're not paying attention to the staircase. Good, because my wings and tail are showing. Running back upstairs, I hear Jeremy, a friend of mine, call up to my room, "you up finally, Shawn?" "Yeah, don't come up, though," I call down, through the shut door. "Why?" Snotlout's being stupid. As usual. "Why? I'm not dressed fully, yet, idiot!" I shout, struggling to get my wings and tail decently hid. Coming downstairs wrapped in a blanket, I ask, "why is everyone here?" I feel like I'm about to feel really dumb. "It's your birthday. Hah, and I'm getting called the idiot," Snotlout says. "He just woke up, Snotlout," Carla says, "he probably forgot," "Thanks, Carla. Yeah, I forgot," I say. "Morning, Shawn, by the way," Carla says as she gives me a hug. I start to blush as I remember what happened last night. "So it is true. You two are dating," Jeremy says. "Yeah. It's no big secret," I say. "You got your ticket?" Snotlout asks, holding up a ticket. "Ticket?" I say, confused. "Yeah. Don't you bother looking down when walking out your room?" Snotlout says. "No?" Walking up the stairs, I see a slip of paper. Picking it up, I see it's a

Ticket to Cedar Point. "What? Cedar Point?" I say, looking at the ticket. "Yeah. Think of it as a present from all of us," I hear. I look in the direction of where the voice came and I see my uncle and aunt on a computer screen. "Sorry we couldn't make it there, Shawn. But you'll make it up here, at least" my uncle says. "Jordan! Cole!" I say in excitement, going to sit in front of the computer screen. "Yeah, we're glad to see you too, Shawn," Cole says. "Me, your uncle, your mom, and your friends bought tickets for all of us to go to Cedar Point today," Jordan says. Today? But today's- wait, that was just a dream. "So how's it feel living, knowing there's a dragon in your town?" My cousin says, popping in behind my uncle and aunt. "Oh, hey, Cake!" I say. "Will you please stop calling me 'Cake'?" I call my cousin, Peter, Cake, because his chocolate brown hair was covered in confetti when I first met him, so, not knowing his name, I called him Cake. "Why? It's easier remembering you as 'Cake'. Ah, lighten up, Peter. It's my birthday," I joke. "Whatever. Hey, can't wait till you come up here so I can beat you at a Build-off. I'm hosting, though," Peter says. "No, I'll host it. It's my birthday, after all," I say. I can still remember when I introduced Peter to Minecraft. He loved it right away. Started building, I

Dunno what. "Well, see you when you get up here. Bye," the three say as the screen goes back to the Skype contacts page. "Ohh, I can't wait," Jeremy says. "This'll be my first time going to Cedar Point," "you've never been to Cedar Point, before?" Me and Snotlout say. "Jinx!" Snotlout says. "Ah, shut up," I laugh, fake-punching Snotlout. "Ah, so he does laugh," Jeremy jokes. "We going to get on the road?" I say, enthusiastic. Up by my aunt and uncle's house, Ohio looks a lot different than I remember. Course, I haven't been up here for a couple of years. "Hi, cous," Peter says, having an airsoft AK-74u strapped around his back, airsoft Glock 18 and M1911 strapped at his waist, airsoft grenades clung to loops in his military issued tactical vest and his arms covered in wells. "In an airsoft match, again?" I ask. "Actually, I'm, as it's said, 'playing with the big boys'," Peter says, showing me his team badge. "No," I say. "You're in the official airsoft league? Awesome!" I say. "You been using the 1911 I got you, I see?" I ask. "Yup. Holding better than my Glock," Peter says. "So, build anything, lately?" Peter asks. "Actually, yes," I say, pulling out a flash drive. "Learning redstone?" Peter says. "Yeah. Still haven't learned the entire XNOR and RS NAND and stuff like that. Getting used

To commands and command blocks, though," I say.

"Anyway, let's get some food packed. Everyone have their tickets?" Mom says. "Yup," everyone says. After a long drive, we arrive at Cedar Point. "Everything is awesome," Jeremy sings to himself. Oh my gosh, Jeremy. About five hours into the trip, I overheard some people talking about a worn-down marine walking around. "You hear that Shawn?" Carla says. "Yeah. A worn-down marine. What's he doing here though," I say, curious. "Shawn? That you, Shawn?" I hear a voice I haven't heard in forever, but still feel like I hear it everyday. I look around the station of the Gatekeeper, trying to find out where that voice came from. "What you looking for, babe?" Carla asks, looking around too. "You hear that?" I say, looking in the direction the voice came from. "I only hear the coasters and screams of their riders," Carla says. "I could've sworn I heard a familiar, yet, distant voice," I say. "There's only one voice I know that is like that. My dad," "wasn't your dad-" Carla stops, knowing how I react to the term, KIA. "Yeah. Guess I just miss him," I say, trying not to think about my dad. Anyway, the day goes on normally. Ride rides, eat food, ride rides. Whatever you do at Cedar Point. Well, whatever normal people do there.