Rainbow Magic (Dragon Rider #1) {EDITING}

The Silver Sisters

Raelynn was moping.

Sora didn't like that one bit.

She was far too used to the blonde being a hyperactive maniac jumping around like a bunny on caffeine. A sad Raelynn was a sight unheard of up until that very moment. She trailed behind the group as they left the bathhouse – fully clothed much to Callum's relief.

Silver walked in step with the not so bubbly blonde, her eyes narrowed as she looked at her partner.

The twins weren't even commenting on how much she cared, knowing better than to try and disrupt the moment. Personally, Sora knew the twins were just waiting for the silverette's confession of undying love. That seemed to be the only thing holding them back from teasing their cold teammate.

It was quickly becoming an undisputed fact. Silver liked her teammates, no matter how distant she tried to act. Not that she'd ever tell them that anytime soon.

"If he were alive I'd beat him to a bloody pulp," Silver muttered, her words carrying over to Sora as she walked next to Callum and his shadow. "No one should do that to family—"

"It's fine," Raelynn smiled. "Don't worry about it."

"But—"

"It's my... problem," she said. "You don't need to get yourself dragged into it."

"But—"

"SILVER!"

The sound made them all freeze, their eyes widening as their silver bundle of joy was tackled into what looked like a hug. Sora couldn't be too sure from the blur of silver she saw.

"How's my cute little sister doing?" the silver blur asked, a teasing smile on her lips as she stared down at what seemed to be a miniaturised version of her. "Not stirring up too much trouble, right?"

She was tall, her arms crushing the life out of her teammate who didn't seem to be putting up too much of a fight. Sora silently wondered whether their esteemed teammate was still breathing but didn't dare to go up to the pair and ask. She'd be no match for the older version of Silver.

"Stephanie, let our poor little sister go," another voice spoke.

Sora's head whipped around, shivers wracking her spine as she realised how easily they'd been snuck up on and ambushed. Thankfully, they seemed to be friendly otherwise they'd probably all be dead.

"Yeah, idiot," the third sibling mumbled.

There were four of them in total, all of them looking incredibly similar to the next with a few differences thrown in here and there – whether it be the face shape, the tilt of the nose, or something a bit more obvious. Still, they all had silvery hair cut to different lengths, each of them just as beautiful as the other.

"This is our little Silver's team?" the fourth asked, her short silver hair spiked out, narrow silver eyes examining each and every one of them in turn.

"What are you idiots doing here?" Silver grumbled, alarmingly red faced and flustered as she pried herself out of her sibling's grasp.

The tallest one answered. "The Dragon Council called us in." She shrugged, flipping her long silky hair over her shoulder. "Apparently there's been some disturbances in the nearby area, so they thought they'd call us in."

"Because you're one of the best squads they have," Silver muttered, biting her lip.

"Aww, Silver, don't go getting all jealous," Stephanie said, a wide grin stretching across her face. "You can join the Wintermere Squad once you're all grown up and graduated... once you're a little Serena Mark Two."

Silver twitched.

"Everyone knows you will," the short-haired sibling mumbled, casting a glance at the eldest – the one Sora assumed to be Serena. "You're just like she was..."

The third sibling poked at her ribs. "Even if you are a bit more prickly than she was."

"Silver?" Raelynn stared at her bedraggled teammate. "Are you OK?"

The glare she received in answer was more than enough to tell both the blonde and Sora a very clear no – she wasn't OK. Silver was not OK with being used as a cuddly toy, and being the good teammates they were, they decided to help her out.

"Umm... Silver, we were going to go and do some more... training, weren't we?" Sora mumbled, her mind scrambling for an excuse to get the silverette away from her siblings.

Raelynn was far less subtle. "Let her go!"

Sora resisted the urge to facepalm. "Come on Silver... You're our teammate, not a Serena Mark Two."

"Yeah!" Raelynn pumped her fist in the air. "You're our Silver."

"SHUT UP!" Silver roared, wrenching herself loose from her sister, tackling the blonde to the ground in a second, her face bright red.

"Aww," Eir cooed, the twins simply watching as the pair rolled around on the floor in full view of everyone. "Twin, they're having a moment!"

Beatrice glanced sideways at her captive. "You wanna have a moment too?"

"I'm good, thanks," Callum said, shrinking away from the girl glued to his side.

Sora sighed, closing her eyes as she pinched the bridge of her nose, well aware of the scrutiny from Silver's sisters. "Come on you two," she mumbled, her hands twitching as she was blatantly ignored by her two teammates in favour of their squabble. It wasn't getting them anywhere. "Raelynn..."

"I don't think they're be listening to you anytime soon," Serena said, smirking slightly as she watched the two rolling around on the floor – each trying to gain the upper hand.

Sora gritted her teeth, irritation written across her face. "Oh, they will," she muttered, rolling the sleeves of her coat up, her hands clenching into fists.

"Twin..." Eisa trailed off. "Is she...?"

"Yep," Eir mumbled, staring at her two unconscious teammates. "Oz has converted her."