Dragon Little was only a three years old girl when she and Dragon Father were surrounded by killer gorillas in the middle of the jungle.
The gorillas had proven themselves stronger than any human or robot they had met so far. They were smart and could talk, and now they had cornered Dragon Father and Dragon Little in a small clearing.
Gorillas that were not there just a second ago, climbed down from the trees and surrounded them.
Dragon Little took out her small sword in one hand and the small laser pistol in the other.
Dragon Father held a long sword, one in each hand.
The two stood with their backs to each other, so they could see all the gorillas that surrounded them.
“Ready!” Dragon Father whispered to her.
Dragon Little nodded. “Attaaaaaack!” she shouted.
The gorillas leapt forward just as Dragon Little and Dragon Father ran forward, swords ready and laser pistol firing.
Suddenly Dragon Little started running back to her father. “Dad, I have to go, I have to go!”
He looked at her, even as he continued fighting. Dragon Little was running in a small circle. “I have to go, I have to go, I have to go, it’s going to come out!”
“Okay okay okay,” he said quickly. He raised his hands, “STOPPPP!”
The killer gorillas stopped and looked at him.
“We have to pee,” he said. “Pause on the fighting.”
The killer gorillas looked at each other, nodded to each other, then took a few steps back.
“It’s coming out, Dad, it’s coming out!”
Dragon Father ran to her and took off her pants and panties. “Turn around,” he told the gorillas. “Give us some privacy.”
The killer gorillas turned their backs to them and surrounded them in a circle so that no one else could see.
Dragon Father raised Dragon Little, legs forward, and leaned down, allowing her to pee while not getting her clothes wet. She was not old enough to do it by herself yet.
When it was done, she put her clothes back on.
“All right,” Dragon Father told the gorillas. “Where were we?”
And the fighting began in full force.
—Told by The Red Dragon