Within seconds after four-and-a-half-year-old Dragon Little stole the car from the auto dealership, Dragon Father was wearing a jet-pack and flying after her. 

He caught up with her and screamed at the window, “Joy! Stop the car!”

She looked up at him. “No!” 

She could not see above the window. Her leg was on the gas, the tip of her behind was on the tip of the seat, and her hands were holding the steering wheel. She has been able to helm Bonny’s Revenge for two years now. But in this case, she could not see in front of her. 

“You’re stealing a car! That’s not right!” 

“I’m bored! We don’t need a car!” 

Dragon Father looked forward and saw she was heading towards a sign. 

“Oh, my god,” he muttered. A blast gun appeared strapped to his elbow. He aimed it at the sign and it exploded just a second before Dragon Little drove through the rubble. 

“Joy, a tree!”  Dragon Father blasted the tree just as she steered left almost running into a building. 

“Right, don’t tell her.” 

Dragon Father flew above her now, blasting trees, homes, cars, buses, all empty of people, just as Dragon Little drove past them.

After a few minutes, a big blade appeared in his left hand. “That’s enough,” he said to himself. He cut off a square piece of the car’s roof. 

Dragon Little looked up at him. “Daaaad!”  

He landed on the driving seat, picked her up (“Daaaaad!”) moved her to the seat next to his and sat down in the driver’s seat even as the jet-pack, the blast weapon and the blade disappeared. 

“Al right, then,” he hit the brakes and the car stopped. He looked at Dragon Little angry. “We don’t steal. Got it? No matter how bored you are, we… do not… steal!” 

She looked at him in defiance, but then lowered her gaze. “Okay.” 

“Oh, there’s going to be hell to pay at the dealership.” He looked behind. 

A dragon-sized monster was rising from the ground next to the dealership. He sighed. 

“I knew it. We’re going to pay for that.” 

He sighed again and looked at Dragon Little. “Looks like you’re going to get an adventure after all.”

Her face lit up with joy. 

He hit the gas and the car started moving again. “Let’s do this!”

—Told by The Red Dragon