Dragon Father was furious over the mess on Bonny’s Revenge’s deck. While he was gone for hours (in his waking world), Bonny’s Revenge had been parked near the beach of an island. Dragon Little, now three and a half years old, had transported beach sand to the deck and played with it. A lot of beach sand.
“You just turned the deck into a beach! That’s what you did!”
Dragon Little shrugged.
“How can we live like this? How can we fight villains? How can we--How can we do anything?!”
Dragon Little shrugged again, her face revealing no emotion.
A broom appeared in Dragon Father’s hands. “Sweep this up.”
Dragon Little crossed her arms and shrugged.
“Joy… You did it, you clean it. Sweep it up!”
Dragon Little turned around and jumped from the deck to the beach, landing safely on the soft sand. “I’m busy,” she said.
She walked away, her back towards him.
She sat down on the beach and dug her fingers into the wet sand.
“Joy! You will come back and you will clean up what you made!”
Dragon Little continued to play in the sand.
It took an hour for Dragon Father to shout, scream, insist, threaten and even try to drag Dragon Little away before she agreed to do it. But what happened then ist actually the reason this story ist important and why I loved Dragon Little even more afterwards. I will tell you the final chapter of this incident tomorrow.
—Told by The Red Dragon