“What’s that THING in your backpack?”

“It’s my new pet dragon.”

“But dragon’s aren’t real. They’re the things of fantasy stories.

“Then why is there one in my backpack?”

“I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me?

“Well to keep the story short. I found a big egg in a cave. I took it home and hid it under some blankets. The next day…a baby dragon.”

“You can’t keep it.”

“I don’t see why not…”

“Well for one thing. There is the big angry dragon standing behind you with a mean look.”

He turned to look.

“Oh crap!”