"Oh wow, did you see that!?"
"Yes Johnny, I did"
"That Dragon just set a guy on fire!"
"Yeah, I know, I'm right here"
That's me and my best friend, Johnny, talking. My name's Abiona, Abi for short. Johnny laughs and grins at me, his dark brown eyes peeking out from under his thick black hair. Right now, we're at my house, in the movie room. The "movie room" is actually a pretty small room in the basement, with no windows. The walls and floors are made of concrete, with no carpet, and there's just enough room for a shabby old couch and a tv. Me and Johnny have movie nights here once a week, sometimes more often if we don't have class. Today, we're watching a terrible movie, B movie level quality, called "Rule of Flames". I didn't pick it, Johnny did, and I have a feeling I know why.
"So any idea when your mom is coming home?" Johnny asks, lounging on his side of the couch.
"Beats me, she never knows either, she is a nurse after all" I point out, and he nods and turns his attention back to the movie.
"Ooooh! The Dragon just got shot in the face!" He exclaims, and I roll my eyes and chuckle. Me and Johnny are both sixteen, and have all our classes together at school. Like I said earlier, he's got thick black hair and dark brown eyes. He's a bit on the short and pudgy side, and does get teased for it, but never by me. I, on the other hand, have frizzy uncontrollable red hair, and green eyes. I'm not short or pudgy, but I'm not talk or thin either. I was actually adopted as an infant, and look like no one in my family, including my mom. But that doesn't matter, she raised me and always loved me, so it doesn't matter if I look like her or not, she's my mom.
"Huh? Yeah?" I ask, sitting back up from my slouched position on the oversized old couch.
"I know you don't believe dragons actually exist, but..." ahha. I knew it. He trails off, and I stifle a giggle. Oh, this again. You see, Johnny is really into fringe science. Aliens, Bigfoot, ghosts, Nessie. You know, paranormal stuff. So, for some reason, he decided that it was reasonable to believe dragons exist as well, in some form or another.
"No Johnny, I don't believe dragons actually exist. What kind of exploration do you have to explain their supposed existence this time?" He always has one. As you can imagine, we do this a lot.
"I think they actually are from a parallel universe, and some of them just ended up in our universe, either by mistake or on purpose" He answers, looking excited. When he gets excited, he gets this really weird yet passionate look in his eyes, and I can see it right now. I look at him, thinking he's been watching far too many fantasy movies lately.
"Johnny, I love you because you're my best friend, but.....you're nuts. Where do you keep getting these ideas?" I ask, and he grins, the look getting stronger.
"I got this one from my older brother. Remember that trip he went on a few years ago?" Oh boy....this is the same brother who convinced Johnny he was an alien when we were kids.
"Uh, yeah, he was gone for a few weeks. What does that have to with this?" Johnny's older brother is 28, quite a bit older than us, and a massive prick. I don't trust him as far as I can throw him, which is admittedly not at all.
"We were talking last night, and he told me he was actually taken to that other dimension by dragons!" He replies, and I stare at him.
"And you believed him?"
"Of course I did, he's my brother, and he had no reason to lie."
"Except to mess with your head" I comment, and he shakes his head quickly.
"No way! He had proof!" He exclaims, and I eye him, folding my arms over my chest.
"Okay then, what is this 'proof'?"
"He gave me a photo of a Dragon!" He says excitedly, and I get interested quickly.
"Really?" Even if it's an obvious fake, it might at least look cool.
"Yeah, I have it with me. I figured this topic would come up"
"It always does" I say with a smile, I love our debates, even though I don't agree with him. He finds the photo, and hands it to me. For a moment after he hands it to me, it looks convincing. Then I look at it more closely,and I realize something.
"This photo's a fake" I say, looking up at him.
"What makes you say that?" He asks, looking genuinely puzzled, and I point at the legs and wings of the Dragon.
"Look here. There's a bunch of pixelated areas here that makes it look like it was cut off another photo and copy pasted onto a picture of a lizard. This is a Photoshop job, and a bad one." I say, and he looks closely at the photo.
"You're right....oh geez, I've been tricked!"
"Yet again" I comment, and he looks sheepish.
"Just like last time..."
"I haven't changed your mind about dragons existing, have I?" I ask, and he shakes his head.
"Nah, as far as I'm concerned, the more fake stuff I find, the more likely I'm going to find something real eventually" He replies, and I smile and hug him.
"I wouldn't have it any other way"