“Martian Space Pirates? Joy, they’re a tough group. You can’t take them alone.”
“I’m Justin the Pirate! You’re Joy!”
“Ah, right.”
“Don’t be such a lily-livered wuss, Joy!”
“What?” Dragon Father looked up in surprise. That was not a phrase Dragon Little or Dragon Father had used on each other.
“Don’t be a wuss, Joy! Get up!” she commanded. “We’re going on adventure, not vacation!”
Dragon Father collapsed on the deck, laughing.
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