By 3rd Grade Students at Bubb Elementary
March 2012
The dragon guarded her cave. Spike, the wolf, watched. The wolf knew that inside the cave was a magical crystal able to make him rich and powerful beyond his dreams.
The dragon was big and a deep forest green color. She had large bright red wings. She was busy eating cheese. The cheese was getting caught in her mustache. It was strange because she also had a beard, but Spike knew she was a girl.
Funnily enough she looked as if she would feel just like the cheese she was munching, all squishy. And she had the weirdest spikes. They actually were cheddar cheese-bright orange.
The dragon smelled wonderful, delicious, just like the rottenest, cheesy eggs ever. Despite how yummy the dragon looked, the wolf did not think the cheese she was eating would taste good. For goodness sake, it was bright red and blue. What kind of cheese would be those colors? Gross!
All of a sudden, the dragon began to chant, “GO SF! GO SF! GO SF!”
While the dragon was distracted by her red and blue cheese and her chanting, Spike made his move. He lunged for the cave. On his way past the dragon, he chomped on her cheesy leg. Yumm! It tasted as good as it looked.
He ducked inside the cave. The first thing Spike saw was the crystal. It was half orange and half black. “SF” was engraved in the crystal. All of the walls had “GO SF!” carved on them.
The wolf heard the dragon charging after him. All of this “GO SF!” stuff was confusing to the wolf. He thought it had to do with a sport but he really didn’t care about sports unless the sport was soccer. He loved soccer. He turned to the dragon who was thundering at him from behind and with a special dance, chanted, “Go Manchester United! Go Man U!”
The dragon stopped in her tracks and stared wide-eyed with surprise at the wolf. Spike thought the dragon must not have expected him to like soccer. The dragon began to chang, “GO SF!” again.
They both got louder and louder.
Suddenly, a flying pig zipped into the cave. The pig was soooooo fat that when he landed on top of the crystal it smashed into tiny pieces. Nothing powerful came from the crystal. The dragon and the wolf were still chanting but they stopped abruptly and stared at all the little pieces of the crystal.
The wolf yelled, “Cheese!” and magically all the little crystal pieces reformed into the big crystal. The pig grabbed it and did a bicycle kick in the air. The flying pig raced out of the cave with the crystal.
The wolf and the dragon followed.
All of a sudden, a gigantic tootsie roll landed in front of the wolf and dragon blocking them from the pig. The flying pig disappeared in the distance.
“Oh darn,” the wolf said. He thought that would be one powerful pig!
The wolf asked the dragon to teach him how to play baseball. The dragon said, “You can call me Wilson.”
The End.
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