“Okay, Joy, time to take a shower before we start the day.”
The new routine for Dragon Father and Dragon Little’s morning, was that Dragon Father woke Dragon Little, had her brush her teeth, gave her breakfast, and, once every three days on average, had her take a shower. That was the time the evil forces they battle would show themselves.
This morning, Dragon Little had already brushed her teeth and showered.
“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.
Dragon Father stopped in place, looking puzzled. “When?”
“I woke you up just now.”
“Not now now. Before I went to sleep. You weren’t here.”
Dragon Father crooked his head and he squinted in thought. “Are you suuuuure?”
Dragon Little raised her hands in resignation, “I showered.”
Dragon Father took a step towards her to examine her more closely. “Are you suuuuuuuuure?”
She nodded, her blonde hair, thick with dried blood, moving up and down with her. “I’m sure. You weren’t there.”
Dragon Father looked at her. “Let me see your face.”
She straightened and stretched her red-stained neck.
He examined her cheek on one side. Then on another. Then her neck. “Oh, look, you still have some goblin blood on you from last night’s fight,” he touched a few drops and showed her.
“I forgot to wash that place,” she said simply.
“Ahhh… That happens. Did you… shampoo your hair?”
“Ahhh…” he examined the unkempt hair. “Oh, look, more goblin blood.”
Dragon Little raised her finger. “You know what? I did wash yesterday, but because I’m not clean enough, I’ll do it again. Okay?”
“Okay,” Dragon Father nodded. “Sometimes it’s good to wash twice.”
And Dragon Little went to shower.
—Told by The Red Dragon