All in Told by The Red Dragon
“Mary, is she still asleep?” he shouted, all full of vigor and success.
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s ridiculous! Wake her up! I’ll wake her up!” he immediately said, rushing past Mary. “Joy! Wakey-wakey! Time’s a-wasti--” and with that, he disappeared.
Mary went into Dragon Little’s cabin. I heard her gasp. “The water! Where’s all the water?!”
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“These were not there before,” Mary said firmly in her soft voice. “There was no water to drink! The lass was thirsty!”
“Mary, you’re being silly. You just need to look better. Everywhere you look there’s water on this ship.”
He was right. But she was also right, for he had just created all the water when she mentioned it. But he did not know that, for he did not seem to know he was in a dream and that he was the dreamer.
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Mary walked around the deck, searching for previous bottles of water. But every bottle she found was empty of water.
“Mary,” two-year-old Dragon Little almost cried. “I’m thirty.”
“I’m sorry, lass, there isn’t any water around,” she said with true sadness. “We will need to ask your father to fetch water when he returns.”
Mary was clearly speaking slowly and with trepidation. She knew that Dragon Father usually comes fourteen hours more or less after he disappears. And he had only just disappeared.
The first few days after I had met Dragon Little and Dragon Father, after they had rescued me from my enslavers and gave me my freedom, these first few days were hard for me.
It was hard for me to get used to freedom. It was hard for me to close my eyes without imagining my enslavers hitting me with their painful prods or whipping me with electric whips.
During those days I hid behind one of the planets, where I thought I could escape. It was hard to sleep. It was hard to stay awake, for I was always afraid that the evil ones will return, searching for me.
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What I am about to tell you is quite… uhm…
Well…
Embarrassing? Ridiculous? Pathetic? Funny? Unbelievable?
Uhm…
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Dragon Little stood in front of the wheel, tiny legs rooted on the deck in a way that mimicked her father. Her head was just above the middle of the wheel.
She held both sides of the wheel, and looked around one last time.
There was no one.
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Dragon Little was two years old when she discovered that any time she touched the wheel of Bonny’s Revenge, the pirate ship they lived on would start moving.
This was before Mary’s death. When Dragon Father was not around, but awake in his ‘real’ world, Mary would watch over Dragon Little and help her.
But Mary was not always capable of handling Dragon Little’s speed and determination.
Dragon Little and Mary were playing hide and seek on the deck, when Dragon Little hid behind the wheel.
As she peeked to see if Mary saw her, she touched the wheel, and the ship lurched, turning to one side.
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“Look at you,” Dragon Father said. “I’m so proud of you. You are so amazing. My little girl, do you know I love you?”
I heard silence.
“I love you more than anything in the world,” he continued. His voice was come, full of warmth. He sounded shocked at his own feelings as he thought about it. “I think… No, you are… You are what I love most in the world.”
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Dragon Little - the small, human girl whose real name was Joy Shelley, not yet five years old - stood with her arms and hands shaking in the middle of a pool of blood. She was covered with blood, none of which was her own, and the pool of red around her was twice the length of her arms. Beyond that and all around the pool was the mangled and slashed body of the giant, flying octopus that had kidnapped her.
Her sword and small laser pistol lay behind her in the pool of blood.
She breathed hard and did not move.
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Dragon Father sounded worried, “Oh, no. Do you remember what happened last time?”
Dragon Little looked up at him, freezing in place.
“The last time you did this, the Snot Eater came. I think every time someone picks her nose, his little pieces in the ocean come back together. After a few times, he’ll be back, and he might take you again.”
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The ground shook.
I could see it from my vantage point where the suns shine on Dragon Father’s entire dream. But I could see what Dragon Little and the Snot Eater could not.
The ground shook because something snapped it. I have never seen anything like it in all the dreams I have been to.
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There were sounds of things being moved around, things being opened and closed. “Look, a special candy, just for you. It’s a gum made out of snot. Here. Try it. It is the best!”
“If you’re trying to poison me, my daddy will--”
“Bah, it isn’t poison, it’s candy! Here, I’ll take one, too! Come on! Your daddy will never know. Come on!”
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I sometimes think about how different Dragon Little’s life is from the lives of all other little girls. She is an ordinary girl, after all, like all others, cursed with being born in the Dream for a reason she does not know. And I think… What do other girls who were not born in the dream do during the day?
I do not know for all I have seen are dreams. Is Dragon Little’s life on a pirate ship battling villains with her father - is that how children spend their time? I think not. The few I have seen in my long life have rarely dreamed about such things.
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“Ach! Ach!” Dragon Father jumped in place. “That’s disgusting! Who taught you to do that, because I didn’t teach you to do that!”
Dragon Little didn’t answer. She looked at him and put her finger in her nose again.
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“You need a call sign--No, not a call sign. A signature.”
“Siggature?”
“Like something you say when you attack bad guys, to put fear into them. Or when you leave and you say you’ll be back.”
Dragon Little was looking at him and shaking her head.
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“I already showered,” she said quickly. Since a few months previously, they had a small shower next to her cabin, with a curtain and a showerhead permanently there. So it was possible for her to have done what she said. On the other hand, her hair, face, and neck were all full of dried goblin blood from yesterday’s battle.
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“Joy! The hot water’s going to run out!”
“No it isn’t!”
“Yes, it is! There’s only enough hot water for a few minutes!”
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They were on the deck of Bonny’s Revenge. Dragon Little taking a shower was still an event that happened once every three days or so. It was no longer a fight whether to shower or not - it was a fight about how effective it would be if Dragon Little did it all herself.
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“You need a shower!” his two-year-old shouted, not moving from her position.
“Joy, remember how every time you don’t want to shower, but once it starts, you don’t want to stop?”
“You need a shower!”
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“Joy!” He ran back as the ship soared higher above him. “Get back here! DO NOT TAKE THE SHIP!”
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