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A Dragons Egg "Oink oink!" grunted the hungry pigs as I filled their trough with last nights leftovers. They plunged their fat heads into the soggy spaghetti bolognaise as I turned to stop myself from being sick. "Next stop the cows," I spoke aloud. With a sigh of dread, I hopped over the gate and began milking the six feet black and white beasts. "M-u-m I'm h-o-m-e," I shouted upstairs. No answer. "Mum", I repeated, still no answer. My face turned red in anger and it felt like steam blew out of my nostrils. "Mum!" I screamed as loud as possible. "What", my mum replied, finally hearing me. My tonsils throbbed so I climbed up the stairs instead of shouting and peered into my Sister Lilly's bedroom, she was lying there with a thermometer dangling from her mouth and she was plastered in red spots. "Ha, ha, ha, ha," I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Lilly shot back a mean look and Mum gave me a lecture on how I should care for my Sister instead of hating her. "You'll have to do the Chickens today John", ordered my Mother. My name is John and Lilly is my very, very, very annoying Sister. "But I hate Chickens," I protested, "their scrawny crooked legs, scagged feathers and their beady eyes, not to mention their gimpy, dorky head." ...read more.


I stepped inside and to my horror a two-foot long dragon burped and chicken feathers were dispersed from his mouth, I gulped and fainted. When I finally woke up I was greeted by the unpleasant smell of dragon's breath and slobber. I pushed him aside and he hung his head low and said "please don't hurt me, sorry about the chickens I was a bit peckish ha, ha!" Once again I collapsed in a heap on the ground, and was awakened by the same foul smell. "How-How-How- Wha-What-What," I stuttered, "that's quite a long name you have there, my names Herbert the dragon, say I do hope I'm not intruding but do you have a cage I could possibly stay in? you see it's rather nippy out yer." I was caught in some funny kind of trance and obeyed his every command, my eyes ablaze like a demon. As I reached my bedroom I had finally calmed down, I gripped the red scaly dragon firmly around the waist as he chatted along. I already realised he had a bad case of verbal dihorea. "Oh no," I said sarcastically "there's not a spare cage," both of us stared at the interesting array of different species of reptiles. Herbert began to lick his lips "which ones my supper," questioned Herbie. ...read more.


"Oh come on you can't believe a kiddies book, they're most probably looking for you right now." Trying to soothe Herbies sorrows was very hard, so in the end the only solution was to invite Herbie into the guestroom. "Thank you, thank you," Herbie danced joyfully around the garden with his red scaly tail wagging, as I led him to his room. "Now listen Herbie my Mother, Sister and I have to make a short journey to the pharmacy and Gran's so go to sleep, be good and please don't grow." I turned out of the light and worriedly walked to the car. We returned about ten PM that night to see Herbie's head poked out to the chimney, his four legs through the downstairs windows, his tail through the back door and now he had wings that shattered either side of the roof. I glanced around to see my Mother and Sister had now fainted and were sprawled out on the floor. Suddenly a spectacular sight I was glad to see, Herbie's family had parked themselves in our back yard. The biggest one spoke first, "thanks for looking after my son," and with that they floated up, up and away as a shower of fairy dust reformed our decapitated house. "Thanks" boomed Herbie, my pleasure I thought. I turned to my Mum and Sister who were in a daze. "Hows about some cakes and cocoa," I suggested, then disaster, a gigantic egg landed on the doorstep. ...read more.

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