Marisa left the house to buy some butter.
Along the way she met a dragon. Granted, he was a little dragon she wouldn't have noticed if the squirrel hadn't chased him out of the bushes.
"Ow!" The dragon hit the cement. "You obnoxious squirrel! I'll wear your tail as a scarf --"
Marisa grabbed him by the nap of the neck. He gulped, huge eyes gone wide.
"Tell me how you got
Published on April 24, 2015 14:18