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The Dragon and the Ice cream

 

Emily and Rosie were walking down the beach of the Sandy Isles, when they heard screaming and shouting coming from the middle of the town. Emily turned her head around to see what was happening.
    “Wow, there looks like a REALLY big fire over there, Rosie!” Emily exclaimed, starting to head back over the warm sand. Rosie reluctantly turned, very fast,  her short fat plaits hitting Emily in the face.
    “Ow! Watch it!” Emily waggled a finger at Rosie.
    “Oops, Sorry. Should we really be going to the fire? Wouldn’t it be safer over here?” Rosie apologized worriedly.
    Just then, a big shadow appeared over them on the golden sand, as if a pair of sunglasses had been put on over the whole beach. “Omigosh!!” Emily exclaimed. “A dragon!! Wow! Do you think it’s the dragon that is causing all that fire?”
    “I don’t know,” replied Rosie, twirling a piece of hair around her finger.
    “Well, in all my life, I have NEVER seen a dragon!” Emily yowled, “Come on, lets go and see what the damage is!” Emily raced up the beach, dragging a worried looking Rosie by the arm.
    When the girls got to the town center, they found Rosies’ Mum sweeping ashes away from the previous 2$ shop. All the contents seemed to be fine, but the outside was a major mess.
    “A dragon called Max has threatened to burn down the whole of the Sandy Isles if we don’t give him the Collosial Pendant!!” Rosies Mum yodeled in her sweet country voice.
    “Collosial Pendant?” Emily questioned. She was staying with Rosie and her mum for the holidays while her parents were in Spain.
    “The Collosial Pendant is a sacred necklace to the Isles,” Linda [Rosie’s Mum] explained.
    “If it was ever taken from the possession of the Isles, it is said that the isles will tumble to the ground,” continued Rosie
    “So as you see, it is very important that we have it,” finished Linda.
    Crash! Bang! A wave of flame came soaring through the sky.
    “Not again!!” moaned Emily. She thought. “What would put out flames?” she wandered out loud.
    “Water, so go get some now!!” Linda exclaimed, running off to a nearby fire hydrant.
    “Wait Rosie,” Emily called to Rosie’s back. “What if we made the dragon drink water? Would that put out the flames?”
    Rosie scratched her head. “But why would the dragon drink water?”
    Together, the girls sprayed a ball of fire that was falling through the sky like a cheetah chasing its prey. “Ice cream!!” exclaimed Rosie.
    “You might have an idea there!” Emily started to look a bit cheerful. “I don’t want Mum and Dad to come back and find a piece of charcoal instead of me!”
    “I have it!!” Rosie yelled!
    “Shhh! Keep it down Rosie! We don’t want Max to know that were up to something!” Emily covered Rosie’s rosebud lips with her hand.
    “Well, anyway, if we tell Max that the Pendant is in a big box, but inside is really ice cream…” Rosie tortured her hair. In 5 minutes her 2 plaits had gone from neat and tidy, to higgledy pigglety!
    “But how will we get ice cream?” Emily whispered.
    “I don’t know, but Mum might,” it was Rosies turn to drag Emily to Linda.
    Linda did have some ideas. “The container doesn’t necessarily have to be big does it? The pendant is really small, so if he knows anything about it, he won’t suspect anything! I’ll grab the container from the freezer.”
    “We can just pretend that the pendant is kept under the ice cream, so if we ever had intruders/burglars, they wouldn’t find it.” Emily suggested.
    “Yes!” Rosie agreed.
    In a very horrible 15 minutes, Emily was handing the container of Neapolitan ice cream to Max, who didn’t even say thank you.
    “Your lucky you handed it up when you did!” Max snarled. “I was just about to smash the whole of the stupid Sandy [Not that they are sandy compared to MY house] Isles to smithereens!” Max flew over the sea, to a nearby island. Linda, Rosie, and Emily watched with interest.
    Max took a while opening the container, his large claws fumbling over the edges. Eventually the lid flew off, did a somersault in the air, and landed on Max’s head! He shook it off angrily, and looked at the ice cream. He licked up a little bit and then seeming to like it, gulped up the rest. When he saw that there was no pendant, only chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla ice cream, he roared, and tried to fly up in the sky. The fire came out as blue water, and as soon as he was 1 metre high, he came crashing down!
    “Well that’s the end of that!” Emily sighed. “He won’t be bothering us anymore!”
    Little did she know how wrong she was.

 

THE END

 

 

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