Princess Marianne leaned in and Dragon Father kissed her.
“Eeeewwwww!” Dragon Little’s loud scream of disgust caused her father and the princess to separate quickly. “What are you DOING?! Eeeewwww!”
All in Told by The Red Dragon
Princess Marianne leaned in and Dragon Father kissed her.
“Eeeewwwww!” Dragon Little’s loud scream of disgust caused her father and the princess to separate quickly. “What are you DOING?! Eeeewwww!”
I could have told them. But I knew I shouldn’t. The longer it takes for Dragon Little to learn where she lives, the longer it will take her to learn who she ist, and the longer she stays out of harm’s way.
Even during their adventure battling evil aliens, he would take pictures of the fight with one hand and fight the aliens with his other.
Dragon Little would stop every time and demand to see what the picture looked like.
The dust twirled in the air, as the breeze of old air flew to where old air flies and new air comes, my hiding place.
Dragon Little raised her head and looked. The cloud took on the shape of Mary’s head and hand. She smiled and waved down at her ward, Dragon Little.
“Look there! See the island?”
A small island appeared right next to Bonny’s Revenge. It was not much bigger than three Bonny’s Revenges, or my adult dragon body. It was circular and looked like a small hill in the middle of the ocean. It was filled with small, shoddy, unorganized graves. A small wooden cabin stood in the middle of the island, surrounded by graves.
“You know, Mary will always be here,” he touched her heart. “In our hearts. And here,” he tapped her temple, “in our memories. You remember her, right?”
Dragon Little nodded.
“And me, too. I will always remember her. And so will you.”
Dragon Little called for her, “Mary!”
She searched for her in all the spots where Mary would hide during hide-and-seek. “Mary? Mary?”
She looked for her in the Infinite Prison below deck.
“Mary? … Mary? … Mary?”
“Pirate Girl, are you looking for Mary?”
“Dad! I want Mary!”
“It’s okay, Joy. I’ll bring her back.”
“You can’t cry when we’re off to fight witches! Come on, Joy! Stop, stop! We have to get the witches before they kill the princess!”
But Dragon Little cried and cried.
“What would you like for breakfast today, milady?” Dragon Father bowed to the just-awakened Dragon Little.
“The same thing as always, midaddy,” she mimicked his voice and bowed back.
Dragon Little turned around to look. She saw the rope was no longer there.
“Dad!”
“Aaaaah!” His scream was getting more and more distant.
Bonny’s Revenge was parked a few kilometers above the ocean. Dragon Little, now tied to the ship, walked over to the plank, and climbed on it.
Dragon Little’s eyes closed slowly. Then, after a minute of two, she whispered. “What’s ‘dreams’, dad?”
I wept in my hiding place, far away, my sharp ears hearing every note. And Dragon Little fell asleep on Mary who kept on singing.
And then Dragon Father disappeared. And with him all of the fallen villains and their weapons.
Dragon Little (my little Joy) jumped up and down and cackled.
The Ice Pirates had defeated Dragon Little and Dragon Father. They abandoned them at the top of a glacier, and taken Bonny’s Revenge to their stronghold.
Three flying elephants appeared in the sky before them, flying towards them and away. “How many elephants, Joy?”
“One… Two… Three!”
“Yes! Three! That’s right!”
There are no other people Dragon Little can talk to except the villains. And there new adventures are never created out thin air while the dreamer is gone. And so she has befriended some of the villains. And sometimes, as on this specific day, she torments some of them in her own way.
“You want her?” he told the Evil Forest Fairy King. “Here, take her.”
“Dad?”
“Don’t worry, Joy, it’ll be fine.”