All in Told by The Red Dragon
“Joy…” Dragon Father said, his voice full of foreboding, “Did you jump in front of the broom so it would hit you?”
“I didn’t jump,” she said simply.
“Did you move when it came closer so it would hit you in the face?”
She shrugged. “I donnoe.”
“Joy… did you get hit on the face on purpose so you could lose a tooth?”
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The trouble began when the Wicked Witch fell off her flying broom, struck in the shoulder by Dragon Father’s laser.
The Wicked Witch fell, and the flying broom swung out of control, heading in circles in all directions in the air.
Dragon Little, still five and a half years old, stood next to her father and watched the broom lose control, come closer, further away, closer, and then suddenly whiz by her, striking her in the face as it turned around.
“Joy!”
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“Look, Dad, look.”
She and dragon Father were hiding behind barrels of rum on a dock, waiting for the pirates to arrive.
“What?”
She moved her shaky tooth to one side of her mouth. The tooth was now completely horizontal.
“Yai yai yai! Don’t show that to me!” Dragon Father shivered. “That’s--I can’t take that!”
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Dragon Little was five years old, when she stepped out of her cabin, shortly after being woken up, went to Dragon Father and said, “Dad, something’s wrong with my tooth.”
“Huh?” He turned around. It was one of his calmer mornings, where he would just lean on railing and look at the horizon silently.
“Look,” she opened her mouth and showed him one of her front teeth. “This one.”
“Does it hurt?”
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She hopped off the ship, went to the edge of the cloud, and peered down without fear.
It was quite a distance downwards.
She then took off her pants and panties, crouched down, and peed into the air.
She stood up, put her pants and panties back on, and looked down at the water falling.
Then she smiled.
I have seen that mischievous smile many times before.
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Dragon Father parked a few meters above the ground.
“We have to prepare for a big battle, Joy,” Dragon Father told her, jumping off Bonny’s Revenge.
Dragon Little who was never able to make jumps or flip-flops in the air like her father, climbed down the rope ladder.
They made their way in, past the wooden sign ‘Ye Olde Weapons Shoppe’, and out of my eyesight.
My sharp dragon ears still heard everything that happened.
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Dragon Little took the ship in close, but did not land.
The ship hovered above the shop. The clients were gone, the parking lot was empty. But almost everyone disappeared when Dragon Father woke up. She no doubt considered the fact that there were probably no clerks and sellers in the store.
She climbed the plank and looked down, feet keeping her balance with confidence.
She stood there for another few minutes, considering what she should do.
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“Weapons shop! Weapons shop! Weapons shop!” 4-year-old Dragon Little was jumping up and down and shouting this mantra all the way from Earth’s ocean to the asteroid belt and to the asteroid that held the weapons shop.
It was time for their yearly visit to the small meteor that only appeared once a year in the asteroid belt.
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Dragon Little was excited to go into the store again. She was 3 years old this time.
“Joy. Do NOT touch anything,” Dragon Father warned her ahead of time.
“A-ha,” she nodded happily.
“No, no, you’re not hearing me,” he said again and slower. “Do not touch ANY of the weapons. Not those you like. Not those you don’t like. You don’t touch the shelves. You don’t touch the lights. You don’t touch the people. You. Touch. Nothing.”
“A-ha,” she nodded just as happily, eyes sparkling.
“A-ha,” he seemed to lack confidence in her words. “What did I just say?”
“Ah… Don’t touch… something?”
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“Mary, we’re going off to the weapons shop!” Dragon Father waved at Mary. “Come on, Joy, wave at Mary.”
“Bye bye, Mary!”
Dragon Little was only 2 years old, and was teetering between being unable to do anything and being a budding warrior, sometimes the one, sometimes the other.
“Aw, look at you all excited to go and buy new weapons!” Dragon Little’s nanny clasped her hands together. “Enjoy!”
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Dragon Little was getting to be close to 6 years old.
I did not know it at the time, but soon she and I would part ways.
On my long journey I would often feel fear and excitement at the task I had set to myself. At the same time I would feel great fear for the little human girl I’ve come to call Dragon Little over the years. I should be protecting her, I would tell myself and fear for her life, for she would no doubt soon find the way out of her father’s dream.
And yet… remembering moments like the ones I will tell you now give me peace of mind that this ist one human girl that can protect herself.
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“Ah! Finally! We have caught the Jolly Pirate and his gang red-handed!” exclaimed the King happily. “Arrest them!”
“Huh? What?” Dragon Little, 4 years old and used to adventure, looked at her father, confused.
“I told you, it’s Backwards Day!” Dragon Father seemed happy.
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“There’s the palace!”
By the time Backwards Day was about to end, Dragon Little had fallen in love with it.
Dragon Father and Dragon Little were approaching a hidden palace hidden between two snow-capped mountains on a nameless planet.
Dragon Father was helming Bonny’s Revenge backwards, standing behind the wheel rather than in front of it, facing the back of the ship, and steering the back of the ship.
Dragon Little, finally excited after their last fight with the Jolly Pirate and his minions, was at the Crow’s Nest atop the mast, guiding her father.
“Over there!” she pointed. “They have a landing bay for flying ships!”
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“Watch, Dad, this is how you lose!”
Dragon Little, only 4 years old and already an experienced sword-fighter and adventurer, stood next to her father, surrounded by pirates. This was Backwards Day, in which, as Dragon Father had defined it, they were doing everything backwards. They flew Bonny’s Revenge backwards, they gave stolen treasure to pirates rather than steal it back, released a super villain rather than imprison him, and now fought him and his crew in order to lose the fight.
“Ha ha!” Dragon Little hit one of the pirate’s swords with her small sword.
“Ow!” both the pirate and Dragon Little said, and dropped the sword. They said the same thing, but only one of them was faking it.
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Dragon Father and Dragon Little chased the Jolly Pirate’s spaceship, backwards.
It was Backwards Day, after all, and all flying was done backwards. Bonny’s Revenge was so much faster than the villain’s spaceship that even though they were flying back first, they still had to try very hard not to overtake it.
The Jolly Pirate joined with the rest of his pirates on a small meteor, where their base.
“What now?” Dragon Little asked, as they both looked over the railing at the pirates’ meteor base.
“Now we fight them!” Dragon Father said.
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Dragon Father and Dragon Little made two more stops in their Backwards Day, each time giving pirates treasure rather than taking it back. Dragon Little, who first enjoyed the thought of having a backwards day, was liking the day less and less.
“And now,” Dragon Father said, clapping his hands together excitedly. “We meet the villain.”
“Yai!”
“Let’s go,” he left the wheel of Bonny’s Revenge.
“Where is he?” Dragon Little ran after him.
“He’s in prison, of course!” Dragon Father said, getting closer to the stairs that lead to the Infinite Prison in the belly of the ship.
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“How do we do Backwards Day?” Dragon Little asked her father, once they parked Bonny’s Revenge, backwards, in the space dock around the Planet of Yesterday.
Bonny’s Revenge was the only wooden pirate ship in the space dock, among hundreds of steel and silver spaceships, and yet no one made a comment.
“It’s easy,” Dragon Father said. He had initiated Backwards Day just a few minutes ago, saying everything in today’s adventure will be backwards. “What do we do when we meet pirates and save the day?” he asked his four-year-old daughter.
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Real adventure, real villains are dangerous. I know more than others, for I have seen many deaths of my fellow dragons, many deaths of dreams, and many humans die while dreaming.
But adventure in Dragon Father’s dreams are fun. Sometimes Dragon Father finds ways to make the adventure even more fun.
“Morning good, Joy!” Dragon Father woke his daughter up cheerfully in her cabin.
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Dragon Father led the handcuffed Galactic Emperor through the corridors of the Earth Destroyer ship, walking on top of the strewn bodies of the galactic fleet that he and Dragon Little had defeated in the previous few hours.
“Joy! Joy!”
Dragon Little had left the ship, saying she will hate her father forever, because he had not allowed her to participate in the final battle.
He could not find Dragon Little.
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Now they had broken into the bridge, and the Evil Galactic Emperor stood in front of them, two swords in hand, ready to fight.
“Stand aside, Joy,” Dragon Father unsheathed two swords, one with each hand. “I’ll take care of this.”
“You did it the last time!” Dragon Little said. “My turn.”
“I am a galactic ninja,” the Emperor said. “Stand aside, girl, and let the grownups fight!”
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