All in Age: 4.5
“Dad! The monster is gaining on us!”
It was Dragon Father now driving the car Dragon Little had stolen. Its roof was wrecked and its speed was not at all what they were used to, flying in spaceships and pirate ships.
Dragon Little rose to stand and look at the dinosaur-like monster through the roof. “Give me a gun!” She offered her hand without looking at him.
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Within seconds after four-and-a-half-year-old Dragon Little stole the car from the auto dealership, Dragon Father was wearing a jetpack and flying after her.
He caught up with her and screamed at the window, “Joy! Stop the car!”
She looked up at him. “No!”
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“We’re here to buy a car,” Dragon Father said.
“But… why?” She pulled on his sleeve again. “We have a ship!” She pointed to Bonny’s Revenge floating above the dealership, its anchor tethered to the rock behind the building.
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Ten Martian Ice Pirates ships sped towards Bonny’s Revenge. Dragon Little, only four and a half years old, was on it, her father having awoken just seconds ago, leaving his daughter to fend for herself alone in the Dream.
Dragon Little did not seem overly worried, and helmed the ship particularly slow, allowing the pirates to catch up.
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It took them an hour to get to the south pole from Mars’ equator. But now they have been going for half an hour and it had only gotten colder.
“That’s so strange,” Dragon Father mumbled to himself.
He then shrugged and flew faster. “Let’s keep going!”
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Bonny’s Revenge hovered just above the surface of Mars. My hiding place, behind the bright glare of the dream’s two suns, was still good for seeing what Dragon Father and Dragon Little were doing on Mars just as well as what they were doing on the surface of Earth’s ocean.
The pirate ship hovered just above the reddish, cracked desert which was Mars’ surface.
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Dragon Father exhaled slowly. “Jeez. It’s beautiful. You know, when I was a kid, I wondered if I would ever get to space, set foot on Mars, see alien planets, fight evil villains, and save the world. Now we do it every day.”
“A-ha,” Dragon Little was still clearly still resentful that they did not have any adventure that day. Her arms were crossed and her face sour.
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
“A-ha.”
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“Here we go!” Dragon Father pulled back on the wheel and Bonny’s Revenge pulled out of the water and rose into the air.
Behind them, they had a left a flag. They had buried its pole in the sea and above water it towered above the highest mountain. The flag itself - the cloth itself - was huge, and flapped in the wind.
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“Did you know, Joy…” Dragon Little and Dragon Father were both staring at the horizon calmly. It was morning, Joy had just woken up, eaten, brushed her teeth ,and brushed her hair. Dragon Father was calmer than usual, taking his time, not looking for adventure to find him. “Did you know that the Earth is round?”
Dragon Little, now four and a half years old, looked at him, and said, “What’s Earth?”
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“I have a nefarious plan!”
Dragon Father looked at his daughter and almost choked. “You have a what, now?”
Dragon Little stood in front of him, reaching as high as his bellybutton at four and a half years old, and said happily: “I have a nefarious plan!”
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“Okay, everybody together now,” I heard the four-and-a-half-year-old Dragon Little from the belly of Bonny’s Revenge, “She sells seashells…”
“She sells seashells…” A chorus of unwilling participants responded.
“...By the seashore…”
“By the seashore,” the chorus repeated.
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“She sells…” Dragon Little said it slowly… “Seashells…”
“Yes…” Dragon Father urged her calmly.
“...By the sea… shore.”
“Very good!” Dragon Father clapped. “Now say it three times fast!”
Dragon Little’s eyes opened wide. “Huh?”
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It was a long day. Dragon Little and Dragon Father fought the army of killer Martians throughout the entire day. There was sword-fighting, running in corridors, jumping over roofs, a chase down a steep hill, jumping from spaceship to spaceship and back again.
They were victorious and the evil Martian dictator was defeated, arrested, and escorted by Dragon Little to his new cell in the Infinite Prison at the bottom of Bonny’s Revenge.
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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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When she came out, he was sitting down, his back leaning on the deck.
He was emotionally exhausted, and so was she.
“Come here,” he said, spreading his arms.
She made an angry face, then walked towards him. She fell into him and hugged him as he hugged her.
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Then, his sounds only muffled to even my ears, I heard him stop.
“Joy,” he said, but in a tone of impossible relief. “Joy, Joy…”
I heard him fall to his knees and exhale slowly.
“Joy, sweetheart. Wake up! Wake up!”
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“JOY!” he screamed at the top of his voice, and his voice, because it was his dream, echoed throughout the earth, the suns, the moon, and the stars.
“JOY!” his voice reached out to all corners of his dream.
Then he stopped and listened.
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“Joy!” Dragon Father ran from deck to deck, straining his eyes to see something he missed.
Then, at the fifth time he ran from deck to deck, he looked down at the ocean below him and his face fell in horror.
“On, no…” he whispered.
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“Jo-o-o-y!” he called her as he went in.
But then he went silent.
He came out of the cabin. “Joy!” he called. “Joy!”
He looked around as he waited, but no answer came.
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