Warning! This story contains alcohol references.
Fallacy was born on the island of Centura, close to the crashing wave of the frigid sea, to Amulet and Evil-eye. She was in a clutch of two, hatching long before the neighboring egg.
The moment Fallacy was born, something was noticeably wrong. It wasn't that she had a mental disability, as she behaved fine.
The area of concern was the two extra legs protruding from her chest, kicking and clawing out into the world. Fallacy had a parasitic twin.
Immediately, she was taken out of her clutched, right as her sister was about to hatch.
Though gene defects are common in TrickWings, the medics had never seen anything like this. They frantically tried to operate on the newborn, whose kicking and screaming came to no avail. Meanwhile, her rich parents' savings were suddenly swan-diving as they took their troubles out by buying lots of alcohol from illegal sellers. There were so much alcohol involved that they forgot about their suffering daughter. The two flew out of their hospital and back to their home.
The doctors quickly realized that the parents were under the influence and still had no idea about their daughter. So, one healer hastily sealed up the little dragonets wound and gave her the name that the parents had buzzed about- Fallacy.
Fallacy was carried out by a messager- a sleek, graceful dragoness by the name of Imperial. Imperial was able to track down her family in a matter of a few hours, and soon delivered it to exactly the right address. But as soon as the messenger laid eyes on the large apartment where Fallacy's parents abruptly decided to live, it seemed like a sticky situation.
Both parents were passed out on the floor, clearing intoxicated. They had turned to alcohol, laughing like mad as they drank. Amulet had gone down first, followed by Evil-eye a few minutes later. This surprised Imperial, as she'd heard that the two were popular figures in the TrickWing community.
Meanwhile, a little deep green hatchling stared up, confused. Watching the way she tried to go about moving, this dragonet had something wrong with her as well. She seemed lost in her own mind, and Fallacy, craning her neck in Imperial's arms. Suddenly, the little TrickWing leaped out of her arms, breaking her fall a bit with her wings.
As Imperial left, she watched, heartbroken, as Fallacy tried to comfort her sister.
Thankfully, this incident never happened again. The next day, the two parents woke up, and saw two little dragonets sleeping on the floor- one purple-red and the other deep green. Additionally, there was a note left behind, written in the scrawled handwriting of the courier, Imperial. The note, written on a squirrel hide, read something that the young parents never forgot.
"Your dragonet is okay- she survived the surgery. And it appears your other dragonet has hatched, too. Whatever you do, please take care of yourselves, so that these dragonets can remain okay."
Fallacy mostly had a normal dragonethood. She grew up with her family, with caring parents and a sister, who had been named Charm. Charm, for sure, had a mental disease, just as Imperial guessed, but the only thing the medics could do for her was to ask of Amulet and Evil-eye to watch her all the time. Fortunately, her disease wasn't too serious and didn't often interfere with everyday things. Charm simply took longer to learn, comprehend, and get the hang of things.
The one thing that Fallacy's parents emphasized in teaching her was making illusions. They wanted her to be good with this skill- as her mother Amulet said, "Tricking is what a TrickWing does best." So, Fallacy listened and learned, still having the mindset of a typical TrickWing.
One day, Charm and Fallacy were playing on the beach while their parents were getting food. At the time, the pair were around four years old. All seemed well, until Charm scratched her foot on a sharp shell. Bawling, Charm was in pain as part of the shard stuck in her talon. Frantic, Fallacy used her illusion breath to calm her sister down. While Charm was in a trance, Fallacy removed the shard. Eventually, the trance wore off, and Charm realized her wound was bandaged and cleaned. She thanked her sister, and something in Fallacy's mind switched gears. Fallacy realized that helping dragons was her destiny.
At the same time, Fallacy found a newfound love of art and patterns. Almost mechanically, she would draw intricate patterns, loops and angles decorating the shoreline. Charm loved them, though took no interest in copying them. Evil-eye took notice of Fallacy's talent and passion right away, and was proud of his daughter's creative mind. He bought her a ballpoint pen, and immediately, she began drawing all over her left arm.
"Maybe she'd be a good tattoo artist," Amulet remarked.
Once again, something in Fallacy's mind clicked. She was forming a plan for the future
Dragonethood went by smoothly, with no major hitches except for newfound pain in her legs. As soon as Fallacy turned eight, she told her parents of her plan- to go to New Bridgeport and become a tattoo artist.
Though her parents were heartbroken about their daughter leaving, they were happy to find that she had continued with her interest. Fallacy stayed for another week, and after that, she flew off to New Bridgeport. Waving her parents and sister goodbye, Fallacy knew that her future was an open book.
Amulet, and Evil-eye waved back, though they had begun to worry about their daughter's leg problems.
For a year, she took courses on designing and inking tattoos. The instructors were strict, allowing for a very small margin of error. They would push her all day, making her work until her talons were full of calluses from gripping the metal pen for so long. Still, Fallacy tried her hardest, and eventually, the main instructor, a rather calm SkyWing named Brimstone, found her work to be satisfactory. Fallacy graduated the course, and was ready to start her own business.
In New Bridgeport, a new shopping mall was planning to open, and stores were needed. Immediately, Fallacy reserved a spot, bussing tables to earn money to pay for it. Eventually, the outlet was finished building, and having enough money between being a waitress and the money that her parents gifted to her, she was ready to move in. After hiring two employees, Fallacy decided it was time to open shop.
At first, the tattoo shop barely got any clients, which was the combination of it being a new place and the manager being a TrickWing. Dragons were naturally wary of a shop run by a TrickWing, as they were scared of being fooled.
Everything changed, however, when a TrickWing celebrity by the name of Rabbit's-foot came in. He immediately acted like a big shot, which irked Fallacy right away. No doubt, he was handsome, but Fallacy didn't want to admit that to herself. Though she annoyed, he was a customer, and customers were low in these times. Through the time that she gave him a tattoo (an antelope skull on his shoulder), he flirted with her and talked about his upcoming films. By the time she was done, he was so impressed that he left quite a tidy sum in the tip jar.
Rabbit's-foot came back, though simply for conversation. Fallacy shooed him away, until one day, instead of Fallacy, a crotchety, short SandWing by the name of Gobi approached her. He told her that Rabbit's-foot was actually in love with her, and didn't know how to ask her out. So, he asked if she'd be interested in going to the ruins of Agate Mountain together. Fallacy initially rejected this request, for she didn't enjoy the TrickWing's company, but Gobi insisted that he should give him a chance. Rolling her eyes, Fallacy reluctantly agreed.
At Agate Mountain, she was expecting an irritating, flirtatious dragon, but this night, Rabbit's-foot seemed different.
He'd calmed down, not talking nearly as much as he had at the tattoo place. Deep green scales lit in candlelight glowed lightly, and he just looked at her and smiled warmly, gazing into her eyes like a stargazer looks into the moons. In his talons, he clenched a single, bright red rose.
That night, Rabbit's-foot showed a side of himself that he'd never really shown before. He was kind and polite, definitely more sensitive towards Fallacy. Of course, the brashness, crude jokes, and arrogance were still there, surfacing when Fallacy though the coast was clear. However, Fallacy found the night as a good chance to know Rabbit's-foot better.
At the end, when the moons were in their highest position in the sky, Fallacy had the dignity to twine tails with him. Surprised, Rabbit's-foot looked at their tails and gasped slightly. He quickly looked over at Fallacy, who smiled profusely. Suddenly nervous, he began shaking a bit, but then calmed himself down, and the young TrickWing soon decided to pop the question.
"Uh, do you want to be my special somebody?"
Fallacy was shocked at the way the night. She'd hated him, now liked him, now he wanted a relationship? Things were moving too fast, and she knew in her heart what to say.
"We'll wait it out, and see how it goes."
Though heartbroken, Rabbit's-foot understood, or at least forced himself to understand. The rest of the night went without a hitch.
Fallacy and Rabbit's-foot saw each other for a while, and Fallacy found herself growing more fond of the Rabbit's-foot each date. After several months of this, the two young dragons decided that it was time, and Fallacy and Rabbit's-foot officially began dating.
Around that time, Rabbit's-foot tried out for the role in Pyrrhian Outlaws, an upcoming superhero movie directed by Artica that had a ton of hype surrounding it. The young actor came in for the role like a wreck, nervous and believing he'd never get it. However, he was able to calm himself down, and carried his words out with confidence and emotion.
And to his surprise, he landed a secondary role.
The movie was a smash-hit, as no movie had ever featured a "wild west Kingdom of Sand" setting. Dragons flooded to the theaters, rather new places even in these early modern-futuristic times.
This drew lots of attention to Rabbit's-foot, as well as some unintentional attention towards Fallacy. It drew more people to the shop, though some had come just to gawk at Rabbit's-foot. Though Fallacy enjoyed the extra attention, and her shop was making lots of revenue, she didn't enjoy people who weren't paying customers to come in just for her boyfriend. Rabbit's-foot argued that he loved all of his fans dearly, since he didn't have much friends as a dragonet. Eventually, a final decision was made so that a tent was set up for Rabbit's-foot, a spot where he could sign autographs and greet fans every two days.
Now, Fallacy's business is doing well. She's happily dating Rabbit's-foot, but even close friends of the couple don't know when it will become something more. She's at a good spot in life, and Charm is soon going to join her in the city. For Fallacy, life is good.