Flying Flammer, The Dragon.

Hello, my name is Trevor... But people call me Jack.

    I'm not to sure why people call me Jack, in fact, they don't call me Jack at all. In fact, I think I'm the only one who calls me Jack. So I honestly have no clue of the point of these first sentences. So let me start over fresh, with a story. Now this is a true story, I kid you not. And it is a story with a moral, now I'm not too sure what the moral is, because I haven't even wrote it yet. But I'm pretty sure it might end with a moral, and if it doesn't, who really cares?

   Once upon a true time, there was a dragon. Now this wasn't your typical dragon, oh no no, this was a gay dragon. People who usually call this dragon, Flying Flammer, but his real name is actually, Flamming Flyer. This dragon wasn't too nice, oh no no, he was a mean flamming queen. He would skip to town everyday, burning down the stores that didnt carry his style of clothing, and called people rude names. Rude names such as "bo bop, shiggidy ho slop, and bee hop no stop", the usuall names given off by mean gay dragons.

  One day, Flamming Flyer Skipped to town like always, when suddenly, he stepped on something that seemed to make a pleasant squishy sound. It was a kid.

  "Mister, Mister, you seemed to have squished me.." Said the squished boy.

  "Ya, so what..." Gayly snarled the Flammin Dragon.

  "Well, I'd prefer you scrap me off your feet dear sir, and let me on my way" Calmly remarked the boy.

  "Ya, and why should i do that! So you can go run off to your mean friends, and chant 'Flying Flammer' and make fun of me. Well it aint going to happen, you 'bo-bop shiggidy ho-slop'" The kid was silent, the dragon scared him. For he had never been called such mean names. "Thats what i thought" Snarled the dragon. "I guess its time for me to eat you." Flamming Flyer peeled off the boy and brought the boy to his mouth. Then, right in front of his beady gay eyes, he saw, a rainbow patch on the boys jacket.The dragon held him there for what seemed for an eternity, and stoped what he was doing. The boy, whom was now crying, was obviously hurt by the rude name calling. The dragon set the boy down, and the boy smiled as wide as he could, and skipped away.

  Now there is many theories why the dragon let the boy free, many theories having to do with how the stars were aligned that day and such. There was so many theories why he done this, because he had never let a victim go until this day. I'm not too fond of the star theories, for I have my own theory. I believe that the dragon saw him self in the boy. The boy was gay, squished by a higher power, and called names. The boy was innocent and peacefull until one changing day. And if the boy got away without seeing the dragons sympathy, he might of gone on to become a gay bully. The dragon didn't want to be a bully, the dragon saw how much it hurts others, just as it hurt himself. Its an endless cycle, as well as a pointless cycle, why hurt others as you were hurt your self? Ever since that day, Flammin Flyer didn't hurt a soul, and people suddenly liked him.

 So go ahead, be nice to the next gay dragon you see, and who knows how many lives you will change.