Blaze, The Fire-Breathing Dragon's First Friend

Blaze The Fire-Breathing Dragon's First Friend

My name is Blaze, and I'm a fire-breathing dragon. Since I'm the baddest mojo in the entire metropolis of Danville, Va., nobody messes with me if they have any sense, but I would much rather have dollars then, "scents" since I don't have a wallet. One of my favorite activities is flying across the whole planet. That's lots of fun if I can, "plan-it" well enough to coordinate the fair maidens to eat them. Now, the best time to do that is during the Danville City Fair since thy are all, "fair" game then. Since that takes place in mid October, it is right easy to remember because it's the time of year when the population of maidens will, "fall" after the men will, "spring into action up in the afternoon or, "knight"-time, but the problem is most, "knights" will only work during the day, believe it or not. Why that is, is beyond me.

It's really hard being a dragon. We get our name because of the things we enjoy doing such as, "draggin' " our tails across the sand at Virginia Beech. The people always bring a pen and paper with them because they have to actually write down things to remember them for some reason. Since dragons are the same size as elephants, it means we never forget about our insurance plans. Since you can find elephants all over the city of Danville, when people get up on an elephant and they want to get down, they're in trouble because you do not get down from an elephant, since you only get, "down" from a duck because they will, "duck" each time they see us dragons coming in their direction. The difference in a duck and a goose is if one of them doesn't, "duck" then their, "goose is cooked." Besides, if one of them gets sick they have to go see a, "quack-doctor." Yet most of the medicine they prescribe is good for the goose and good for the gander as well. The only problem is when the doctor sends his, "bill" by mail. Actually, it is usually fe-"males" who receive them even though they do come to a, "male-box," although it's much more entertaining to watch a female, "box" since they're afraid to punch the other girl too hard, especially those who are from Hawaii because they will give a, "Hawaiian, 'Punch.' " All most girls know about, "boxing" is what they do to their gifts at Christmas time. Still, dragons can actually come in handy such as Puff and Eliot, who just happened to be Pets's Dragon.

It is true that most dragons are mean such as the one St. George slew. Yet he wouldn't have been able to do that if there had been a whole, "slew" of my family here to fight that, "joker." He didn't have the, "heart" to, "club" that monster, or just to be sure it had been, "spade" which costs almost the price of a, "diamond" ring, but I may as well just give it my rabbit. Since it's extremely difficult to tell the gender of a bunny, we just decided if it was a female we'd name it Misty, or male we'd call it Mister. It's hard to keep the fir out of it's eyes so we have to cut it each time it gets to be too long, but it's important when doing that not to, "cut the, 'hare' " Although it loves to hop around my house, but that's when it steels things and hides them in it's cage, so that's why we call it, "The Grab-It Rabbit."

Being a dragon does have it's downfalls. Case in point, whenever they will sneeze they catch the whole forest on fire. It's also extremely difficult to put a Cleanex up to a dragons nose. That often makes the person who does it end up with severe burns on certain body parts.

No self-respecting dragon will set a building or forest ablaze by accident. The only time it happened is when there fire goes out, that's when it will catch a cold, or a, "hot," as the case may be. What would be the smartest thing to do whenever that happens is just let it go.

As Blaze went flying over the trees, he sneezed. Naturally, it caught the whole forest on fire. That made him not too popular with all the woodland animals who lived there. His brothers laughed and tried to give him a high-1, (that's because dragons don't have any fingers), but deep down I knew that was a terrible thing I had done. Because of that, I flew away from home since dragon's wings are really strong.

The thing that made me different is that I didn't get a thrill out of making people scream and kill themselves running away like the other dragons. They kept telling me, "Scare a human! That's what we do best! Start at the drag-racing track! That is where you can, 'drag-on' to your heart's content! Oh, that's right, dragons do not have hearts! If you won't do that, then you're finished as one of us! Now, be like Winston Churchill with his cigar! He'd say, 'Want a drag?' which is how humans race! Now, make Mom and Daddy proud, including us!"

Yet I just wanted some creatures who would play with me and not run away from me. So as I was sulking, an 8 year-old boy named Danny, who'd also been shunned by his friends because he loved reading books instead of playing sports with the rest of them, heard Blaze crying. He approached him and asked, "Hay, what's the matter?" Can I do anything to help you? What the heck are you anyway? Oops! I didn't mean to say a bad-word! Can I do anything to help you out?"

After drying my eyes, I told Danny about my problem. That's when he patted me on his nose and said, "Well, at least you've got one good friend anyway, he is talking to you!" then we embraced and laughed, except when I laughed, then I accidentally caught Danny's shirt on fire. While he was screaming, I blew out the flames, and then I licked his burns which healed him as if he'd never had a burn. We both laughed.

I even took Danny for a ride on my back, since he'd never flown before, except on an airplane which was just slightly different. I did loops and figure 8s in the air which made Danny laugh hysterically. He had never laughed that much in his life, which made me laugh as well. Danny tried to make airplane sounds, but he kept laughing so hard it was impossible. When the sun started going down, I lit a fire with some wood. We both had a fantastic time playing with each other.

Yet the next day when I went back to meet Danny again, an evil man named Snidely Whiplash happened to see us. His first thoughts were, "cha-ching," money coming in. He watched Blaze and Danny do their tricks. After Danny went to bed and Blaze was about to take off, Snidely called out, "Hay! Mr. Dragon! I have a proposition for you! I know you'll be interested in! Please give me a moment of your time!"

He told him he'd take him on a tour of the whole world and people would pay him some real mega-bucks for that. Blaze knew nothing about money or currency of any kind since dragons don't use it. Then he made a Godfather impression and said, "I'll make you an offer that you can't refuse." Yet when he told me he'd take me across the whole world, I told him I'd seen everything on Earth and wasn't interested in his offer, so I turned and walked off in the opposite direction.

That made Snidely mad. He yelled, "Alright you stupid, overgrown lizard! Since you won't be reasonable, you will have to just work more unreasonably!" and shot me with an incredible amount of tranquilizer medicine which knocked me out. When I came to, I was tied up and riding in the back of a great big pickup truck. I wanted to burn through the chains that were binding me, but when I tried it I then discovered that my fire had been put out. I was completely helpless.

When we reached Broadway, Snidely put me on a platform and as the ringmaster introduced him, fireworks went off in the arena, filling up the whole arena with smoke. That made me cough. Since my fire had been put out and I'd been drugged + bound, there was nothing I could do besides stand there as the huge turntable I was on slowly turned around so everybody could see me. They all cheered and growled at me until I finally growled back. Then they all erupted in shouting and applause, although I was completely helpless there.

After the 4th show of that day, I was fit to be tied, the problem was being, "tied" up. How I wished somebody could help rescue me from it.

That's when a ball of light floated into my cage. As I watched it, it suddenly formed a fairy, not the kind that goes in the water. She said, "Don't worry, Blaze, you'll be freed tonight." Then the men came in and interrupted her. They put me on the usual turntable and as the ringmaster went through his usual line, there was Blaze amungst all the cheering and flashing of cameras. As the men poked him and were treating him worse then an animal, he finally got up enough energy to eat the stupid ringmaster who'd been treating him so badly. Then as the men were coming at him with their tranquilizers, he burned them up with the fire from his mouth. All the spectators fled, screaming out every exit. As some of them pointed their tranquilizers at him, he burned them up. Then he went outside and flew away into the night.

Meanwhile, Danny kept up with his location because those dumb people had painfully put a homing device into his skin. They traced him as he flew across the Atlantic Ocean on his way to Timbuktu. When they located him, they sent choppers to find him. Danny was invited to go since he had a thing for that dragon. To make matters worse, some bad-guys kidnapped Danny since they'd heard he was a friend to the dragon. They even put him on a high mountain and repeatedly beet him to make him yell so the dragon would would come to his rescue. That was a horrible method for that young boy to have.

After the anesthesia wore off, Blaze roared for Danny, who wasn't anywhere near him. Yet then he sent him a message by osmosis. Amazingly, he received it. Then he came flying to help him. As the men were waiting with their tranquilizer guns aimed in front of Danny, in flew Blaze. By that time Danny had gone up on top of the Masonic Temple Building, which is the highest building in the whole metropolis of Danville. He called Blaze's name as loudly as he could. Several seconds later, in came his hero flying straight at him. He picked him up as the men had their guns poised to shoot him, but seeing Danny made them put their weapons down. When they landed, the men pointed their guns at him again. That's when Danny yelled, "Don't shoot him! He's my friend! He's more of a friend than any of y'all will ever be! Leave him alone! He's not bothering anybody! Lay off of him!"

When the men saw the dragon was a good-guy, they put their guns down. Later they gave him a job, each time there was a black-out in Danville, he'd come give it energy with his fire. If anybody ever needed light or warmth, he was the first to call on for help. Since dragons live forever unless they're killed, he stayed around for many more years. So like the best-written children's stories of all-time will finish with,

THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER !!!!" The end.

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By, Cuz Roye.