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 mucky spaghetti bolognaise as I turned to hang in myself from being sick. Next stop the cows, I spoke aloud. With a sigh of dread, I hopped over the inlet and began milking the six feet black and white beasts.M-u-m Im h-o-m-e, I sh emergeed upstairs. No answer. mom, I repeated, still no answer. My face turned exit in anger and it felt like steam blew out of my nostrils. Mum I screamed as loud as possible. What, my mum replied, fin whollyy hearing me. My tonsils throbbed so I climbed up the stairs instead of shouting and pee departure into my baby Lillys bedroom, she was fabrication there with a thermometer dangling from her mouth and she was plaste loss in red spots.Ha, ha, ha, ha, I couldnt stop myself from laughing. Lilly shot behind a close find and Mum gave me a lecture on how I should care for my Sister instead of hating her. Youll discombobula te to do the Chickens today John, ordered my Mother. My line is John and Lilly is my actually, very, very annoying Sister. But I hate Chickens, I protested, their scrawny crooked legs, scagged feathers and their beady eyes, non to mention their gimpy, dorky head. My mum gave me a stern olfactory property and handed me the chicken dedicate.I headed out the portal and the country tincture of cow dung hit me like a brick w completely, the sun peeped out of the clouds and blistered down on my angry face. In the outstrip I heard the sound that made my hair stand on end and made me shudder completely over. You square up when I was materialisation five chickens chased and pecked me all the way a bout the cows field, the pests. direct the sound became clearer and close-hauled, it went like this Buck-Buck-Buck-Buck-Buckok, I cringed and shivered as the noise approached closer and closer and closer and closer until . Yuck, oh, Yuck, Chicken poop eeew I wailed. I glanced up, a ci rcle of chickens surrounded me, one of them squawked and the rest of them charged towards me and began pecking AARRRGHH I bellowed as I impersonated Superman flying into the chicken shed.I dumped the chicken feed in a pile on the floor and darted out safety valve and jumping any obstacles in my way, including those pesky chickens. I stopped to emergency my wind, I panted like a thirsty dog and gave a mean stare to the chickens who had spread themselves in a line as if to suck up their territory. Despicable feathery fluff-buckets they all are I thought to myself. I climbed to my hands and knees when I spotted, WOW Amazing, brilliant, I cried aloud, it was a huge pelt almost as big as the chickens.I stared at it in pure disbelief, I was baffled, thoroughly I thought to myself, embarrass forficate yolkers, because a sly grin spread across my face, well its pretty solid maybe the chickens mess hatch it by seance on it, I decided, I threw the gigantic egg directly at the cent re chicken, it caused panic among the flock, they flapped their wings and squawked high pitched screeches and all I could do was laugh. Suddenly silence fell over the flock and they advanced, little by little picking up the pace. I backed off easy at first however in the end I yelled RETREAT, and scarpered all the way home.COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO screeched the cockerel. Damn cockerel waking me up at six for each one morning, I wish I had a shotgun, Id blow his head off, I muttered and I moaned around life all the way down to the kitchen until, ummm, quinine water Tarts, where have you been all my life. I took a bite but then my Mum burst in to spoil the moment. No time for that those chickens get feeding, she told me, I carried on munching until NOW projectled I spilt my breakfast all over the floor. My mother growled and I knew that it was time for me to depart.Hello chickens, I cried. I couldnt hear the slightest of sounds and I was right next to the pen, they must be fashioning a battle plan. I decided to poke my head done the door. Nothing, except, the super egg had hatched, weird I thought. I stepped inside and to my repugnance 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 dragons breath and slobber. I pushed him aside and he hung his head low and said please dont hurt me, sorry about the chickens I was a bit peckish ha, ha Once again I collapsed in a atomic pile on the ground, and was awakened by the same foul smell. How-How-How- Wha-What-What, I stuttered, thats kinda a long name you have there, my names Herbert the dragon, say I do hope Im not intruding but do you have a cage I could possibly stay in? you control its rather nippy out yer. I was caught in some leery 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 discipline of verbal dihorea. Oh no, I said sarcastically theres not a quit cage, both of us stared at the interesting array of different species of reptiles. Herbert began to exploit his lips which ones my supper, questioned Herbie. None, I replied Youll be sleeping in my sock drawer. What are you crazy, the smell will over come me, Ill suffocate, Ill SLAM the drawer slammed shut and at last Herbie shut up.John, John, cried my mother awaking me its nine am, the dopey cockerel overslept.No I think youll find Herbie ate him, I replied.WHAT she screamed.Oh Uh nothing, I said hoping she wouldnt start asking questions about what Id said.Listen youll have to do your breakfast yourself and dont forget those chickens, right Gulp uh yeah sure. I rose from my bed and undetermined my drawer burp, oh yuck, dragons breath, the foul aroma filled the room, well its not me its your socks.My socks, where are they? I asked.A dragons got to eat kiddo.Why I ought to, I threatened, but the dragon put on those puppy eyes so I threw him on the bed and took the lid off my prize possession, my Chameleon, Bob, he was about three feet long but his cage was a monumental ten-foot longer. I placed him on my bed next to Herbie and turned back round to smooth out the sawdust on the bottom of Bobs cage but then Herbie pulled the final straw, as I turned back round to see Bobs legs disappear into Herbies open mouth, my face was so mean look in a flash the spots would jump off any leopard. Herbie stared up at me and said you know, if you pull that face you might get stuck like it, I growled and started strangling Herbie, but suddenly he became three times the surface that he was before, he was now eight feet long and weighed a ton, I dropped him in the cage, he struggled for breath. I gave him one last stern look and padlocked him inside and left to do my daily chores.ARRRGHH I shouted, my tonsils on fire, my cente r field pounding like a drum. Herbie had exploded out of his cage, gobbled up all the lizards and was now fifteen feet long. GET OUT N-O-W I bellowed and cried at the red lump of lard. But where can I go, what can I do, what can I eat? Herbie fired the questions at me like a simple machine gun until he finally ceased. I offered him the garden shed. I have no choice, answered Herbie weeping as he waddled outside. I met Herbie five transactions later hed just managed to squeeze his obese figure with the door. instanter he led there with a face as if hed lost(p) a pound and found a penny. I hadnt had the chance to blather man-to-man, well boy-to-dragon so I accepted this opportunity to do so. Uh so Herbie where do you come from?China, he replied, and your parents are where?Southern Hemisphere I suppose, thats our targeted destination but I must have been dropped from my mums pouch during the flight.Hey retain a minute, how do you know this if you were an egg?Read it in your di sc on top of Bob the Iguanas cage.Oh come on you cant believe a kiddies book, theyre 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. give give thanks you, thank you, Herbie danced joyfully around the garden with his red scaly twenty-five percent 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 Grans so go to sleep, be good and please dont grow. I turned out of the light and worriedly walked to the car.We returned about ten PM that night to see Herbies 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, Herbies family had parked themse lves 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 exhibitioner 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 set down on the doorstep.