posted on May, 13 2014 @ 09:05 PM
Tdawg found himself all over the place. While he could fly, he just couldn't get his bearing right. A Dragon flew up next to him. “Hop on”, it
thought to him, “I’ll take where you need to go.”
TDawg tried but did loops around the dragon. “Relax,” said the Dragon, “my name is Charles, but my friends call me Chuckles.”
“Oh Great! I get a Clown Dragon for a battle buddy! What else can go wrong?” bellered Dawg as he swooped around the Dragon for the umpteenth
time…but at least headed in the general direction as the rest.
“Kindred spirits and all that Dawg! I have finally found a rider worthy of me and your it!” Charles swooped in a low arc and put Dawg upon his
back as neat as you please. Dawg grasped the neck of the Dragon with all his might.
“ACK!” Charles gasped. “you know you can choke out a Dragon dontcha know?”
“No, I didn't know that…there is a lot that I don’t know.” Dawg reached up to scratch the Dragon behind its ears. (And since when are Dragons
from Canada he wondered?)
Charles rumbled with pleasure, “Well, at least you know that, so it’s a start.”
“Charles…or is it Chuckles? How did you pick me? I’ve never sought to be a Dragon rider. This realm is all new to me.”
“No offense Dawg, but you’re a fun-loving idiot like myself. We have both managed to find ourselves in precarious situations and somehow managed
to emerge unscathed. We were made for each other. I've been watching you for some time.”
Dawg was giddy with glee, which was odd because he had never felt that way before but decided to ride (so to speak) with it. “Well then, shall we
catch up to the others as they are riding into battle?”
Chuckles thought to Dawg, “We’ll catch up…no problem and may we go down together as brothers in arms fighting for what is right.”
Dawg furrowed his brow at that remark. “Yea, about that Chuck…I’m thinking that we will win this one and survive to boot.”
“And how will we accomplish that? Demons are some mean mothers.” Chuck had put on some steam and was rapidly overtaking the others.
“I talked Jane into giving me some C4 and some timing fuse, she thought I was talking about modeling clay and artists stuff. I think she is going to
be one pissed off woman when she finds out.”
Chuckles wings beat faster. Both knew they were going to beat the others to the battlefield.
“What is C4?”. asked Chuckles, “I've never heard of it.”
“It’s a explosive from my realm. I don’t know if they have anything like it here.. But I’ll need a tad bit of flame from you to light the fuse
when the time comes. Can ya do that buddy?”
“Can do friend and since we’re talking about it, are you ready? We’re here!.” And with that Chuck tilted into a roll and dove to the
Dawg gripped tighter and held the fuse to Chucks nose to light it all the while thinking…”Since when do Dragons do a Rebel yell?”