All in Age: 5.5
Dragon Father unsheathed his own sword, “You just held a sword for the first time. And you were like this…” He let the sword throw him off balance and run one way. Then, trying to balance it, he ran the other way, always holding it above his head.
Dragon Little burst out laughing.
“I am in too much pain. I have to heal.”
“Don’t go, Red! Heal here!”
“I have to go,” I began to distance myself from my ship. “I’m sorry. I have to go.”
My heart beat faster. Joy! I thought. Joy Shelley! You can’t die so young!
Then I saw her turn around in the air, and begin to fire at the swarm chasing her.
I hit the water as if it was a brick floor. All I could think about was Joy, no longer ‘Dragon Little’. Now she was the girl I needed to save.
The wind was powerful enough to topple me on my back. Dragon Little was thrust at my neck. She caught on and held.
“I’m holding tight!” She shouted at me. “Fly! Fly us out of here! I can hold on!”
I shifted my weight and turned around enough to flap my wings and break through the high ceiling of the palace.
“Hold it, hold it!” Five and a half year old Dragon Little raised her hand. She was armed as usual with a laser pistol on one side of her belt and a sword on the other. “Before we start the battle, I have one question.”
“Yessssss?” the Lord of the Flies whispered menacingly.
“You guys have jokes, right?”
“Of coursssssssse…”
“Okay. Try this. Knock knock.”
“Red,” Dragon Little shouted over the wind. “Do dragons have jokes?”
“I am sad to say that all dragons are enslaved. They are not allowed to have fun,” I said.
“Okay.Then, I’ll teach you one!”
“Okay,” I smiled. I have been watching them from afar at all times. I have seen Dragon Little’s ‘jokes’. I knew what was coming.
“Yeee-haaaaaw!” Dragon Little yelled when I spun around and blasted another part of the swarm with fire.
“Go, Red, go!” Dragon Little yelled as, in the middle of battle, I swatted dozens of Flying Flies with my tail.
In two seconds, I stopped just above the water, my body and wings slightly bigger than their ship, my face mere centimeters from my two favorite people.
“How are you doing, my Dragon Little?” I asked and smiled.
Dragon Little’s smile was even greater. She jumped on my nose and hugged my head. “Red! Red! I missed you!”
The Ice Pirates had defeated Dragon Little and Dragon Father. They abandoned them at the top of a glacier, and taken Bonny’s Revenge to their stronghold.
There are no other people Dragon Little can talk to except the villains. And there new adventures are never created out thin air while the dreamer is gone. And so she has befriended some of the villains. And sometimes, as on this specific day, she torments some of them in her own way.