My Dragon – Chapter 10 – I Find The Dragon

Chapter 10 – I Find The Dragon

When I was crossing the back of the fifteenth crocodile with just two more lollipops to go, the noise of the monkeys suddenly stopped. I could hear a much bigger noise getting louder every second. Then, I could hear seven furious tigers and one raging rhinoceros and two angry lions and one upset gorilla along with countless screeching monkeys, all being led by two extremely mad wild boars. They were all yelling, “It’s a trick! It’s a trick! There’s an invader and he must be after our dragon! Kill him! Kill him!”

The whole crowd of animals stampeded down to the river bank. As I was attaching the seventeenth lollipop for the last crocodile, I heard a wild boar scream, “Look! The invader came this way! He’s over there now, see! The crocodiles made a bridge for him.” There was no time now. I leapt from the back of the last crocodile onto the river bank. At the same moment, one of the wild boars jumped onto the back of the first crocodile. I didn’t have a moment to spare.

By now, the dragon realized that I was coming to rescue him. He ran out of the bushes and jumped up and down yelling, “Here I am! Here I am! I’m right here! Can you see me? Hurry! The boar is coming over on the crocodiles, too. They’re all coming over! Oh, please hurry! Hurry!” The noise was terrifically loud.

I ran up to the dragon and took out my very sharp knife. “Stay still, baby dragon, still. We’ll make it. Just stand still,” I told the dragon. I got to work as quickly as possible, sawing through the big rope with my knife.

“Thank you,” squealed the dragon. “How in the world did you know about me?”

I explained how I had met a stray cat who had made a promise to a captive dragon on Wild Island.

By this time, both boars, all seven tigers, the two lions, the rhinoceros, and the gorilla, along with the countless screeching monkeys, were all on their way across the crocodiles. Unfortunately, there was still a lot of rope to cut through.

“Oh, hurry,” the dragon kept saying, and I kept telling him to stand still.

“If we don’t have time to cut the rope,” I said, “we can just fly over to the other side of the river, and I can finish cutting the rope there.”

Suddenly, the screaming grew louder and madder. I thought the animals must have crossed the river. I looked around, and saw something which surprised and delighted me.

What happened was partly because he had finished his lollipop, and partly because—as I told you before—crocodiles are very moody and not at all dependable and always looking for something to eat. The first crocodile had turned away from the river bank and started swimming down the river. The second crocodile hadn’t finished his lollipop yet, so he followed right after the first, still sucking his lollipop.

All the rest did the same thing, one right after the other, until they were all swimming away in a line. The two wild boars, the seven tigers, the rhinoceros, the two lions, the gorilla, along with the countless screeching monkeys, were all riding down the middle of the river on the train of crocodiles sucking pink lollipops, and all yelling and screaming and getting their feet wet.

The dragon and I laughed until we were weak because it was such a silly sight. As soon as we had recovered, I finished cutting through the top and the dragon raced around in circles and tried to do a flip in the air. He was the most excited baby dragon that ever lived. I was in a hurry to fly away, so when the dragon finally calmed down, I climbed up onto his back.

“All aboard!” said the dragon, jokingly. “Where should we go?”

“We’ll spend the night on the beach, and tomorrow, we’ll start on the long journey home. So, let’s head to the shores of Tangerina!” I shouted. The dragon soared about the dark jungle and the muddy river and all the animals howled at us. However, all the crocodiles licked their pink lollipops with wide grins. After all, what did the crocodiles care about a dragon to cross the river. And even more, they were all carrying a fine dinner on their backs!

As the dragon and I passed over the Ocean Rocks, we heard a tiny voice scream, “Bum cack! Bum cack! I mean, come back! We dreed our nagon! I mean, we need our dragon!“

But the dragon and I knew that nothing in the world would ever make us want to go back to Wild Island.

The End