A Dragon's Day

A Story by Himyname'sBob

I'm Ian. You only really need know that I'm a dragon. So I was flying over the country side all peaceful and minding my own business when somebody yells "Kill the dragon!"

"Crap! not again," I said. When your a dragon every freaking time somebody sees you they shoot something at you or poke you with those toothpick-like things they call swords. Unless they pull out one of they're giant crossbow things its only really annoying. "Shoot him with the giant crossbow thing!"

Great just my luck. Although I really hate doing it, because I'm a vegetarian, I had to torch the whole village and eat everyone. Then someone who might as well have been wearing a portable toaster-oven poked me in the butt with one of they're swords. "Now I'm going to make you suffer because I'm a brave and noble knight," he said.

Let's see how brave this blow hard really is, shall we. I let out a soft roar that was more like a meow and he died of fright! What a loser!

Next I flew over a field and some drunken archers shot at me yelling "Shoot the sparrow" before passing out. So I deciding to go to bed.