“Look up there!” Dragon Father pointed up at the sky. He had just parked Bonny’s Revenge next a trampoline bigger than ten pirate ships. Above it and to the side was a trampoline just slightly smaller. And above it and to the side, a slightly smaller trampoline.
And so on and so on the trampolines climbed the sky, becoming smaller and higher, to create a stairway to a cloud, and the Kingdom of Trampolines.
“That cloud is the Kingdom of Trampolines,” Dragon Father explained. “And they just called us to say they need our help to save their kingdom. Are you ready to go?”
“Why didn’t we go there?” Joy asked.
“Joy, it’s rude to park near the kingdom,” Dragon Father said. “We have to park here and go up the way everybody does. Ready?”
“What is that?” she pointed at the gigantic trampoline.
And indeed she did. At first she stumbled. Every step she took caused her to fall.
But then Dragon Father taught her to jump.
She jumped. Higher and higher and higher.
They jumped together to the higher trampoline.
And higher and higher still until they reached the Kingdom of Trampolines.
There they saved the day, as always. Immediately afterwards, Dragon Father disappeared, having woken up.
The Kingdom had vanished behind them, but the trampoline staircase remained, and Dragon Little was standing on its edge.
She shrugged and made her way down, jumping and bouncing, whooping and laughing.
Then she made her way up, bouncing and laughing.
She jumped on the trampolines for hours, until she fell asleep on one. There was a smile on her face when she slept.
—Told by The Red Dragon
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