And the boy looked up to dragon with a gleam in his eye. A look the dragon recognized, but could not place. “Tell me your name little one,” the dragon snarled.
The boy stood frozen…
Urghhh tummy is rolling…
Hey dad, guess what I am.
I have no idea, what?
A hungry chicken.
Cute. Your mom teach you that one?
No reason. What does the hungry chicken want? Chicken?
Ewww no, I’m not a cannibal. I want pasta.
Seems easy enough.