Once upon a time, in a magical land, there lived a big family of little dragons. You might ask, why little dragons and not scary ones? I call them that affectionately because they were kind and never hurt anyone.
The family had grandmas, grandpas, mums, dads, and six baby dragons: five boys and one girl.
The girl was named Dee. She grew up curious, cheerful, and a bit of a restless chatterbox.
One day the whole family flew off to visit relatives.
Dee got distracted, daydreamed, and fell behind.
She looked down and saw a garden full of berry bushes and pretty flowers. In the garden, a grown woman and a little boy were picking red berries and putting them into a big bucket.
Dee wanted to meet the boy and try these berries. She had never tasted such red berries growing on little stalks.
Dee noticed the woman had wandered off somewhere, while the fair-haired boy kept picking berries and dropping them into the bucket. Dee drifted lower and hovered in the air right above the boy.
Hello, boy, what is your name? she asked gently, stretching out her words.
Wow, a dragon! shouted the boy. Did you fly out of a cartoon?
What is your name? Dee repeated.
I'm Arthie. What's your name?
I'm Dee, a little dragon girl.
So where did you come from? Did you climb out of TikTok?
No, Arthie, of course not. We dragons live in a magical land.
Ohhh... the boy said in confusion.
What are these berries? I've never seen them before.
These are red currants. Grandma and I pick them together.
Where did your grandma go?
She went to make lemonade for me. You should taste the lemonade she makes! I'll call her, and she'll bring some for you too, said Arthie, and he shouted loudly, Grandma! Bring two glasses of lemonade. We have guests!
There are white currants, pink currants, and black currants too. Over there, look, that bush! The boy pointed to the side. Help yourself, Grandma washed all the berries and rinsed them with the hose, so there are no bad germs or dust on them. Pick them and pop them in your mouth. Watch how I do it!
Arthie deftly plucked a berry and popped it straight into his mouth.
Thank you! Dee settled down on the edge of the bucket.
And those red berries up top are raspberries. Be careful, though, their branches are prickly. But they are super sweet, the five-year-old boy continued with great enthusiasm.
Just then, footsteps approached. It was Grandma.
Arthie, what were you shouting about?
Grandma, we need two glasses of lemonade.
Why two?
Because a little dragon flew over to visit us!
Oh my, you've been watching TikTok again, haven't you? When did you even get the chance?
No! I was picking berries from the bush, and then there was little dragon Dee! I shared my berries with her and wanted to give her your lemonade... Dee, where are you? Show yourself!
What an imagination! Grandma came over and handed Arthie a glass of lemonade.
Then Dee peeked out from behind the white currant bush.
Hi there! she said cheerfully.
Well, I never! You wouldn't dream of such a thing! exclaimed Grandma. What a sweet, lovely little dragon. How did you end up here?
I'm Dee, the dragon girl. We were flying to visit relatives, and I fell behind my family. Then I spotted Arthie's little blond head and came down to get to know him. And you too, of course.
Grandma, now we are friends, said the boy seriously.
Yes, we are friends now, Dee repeated.
Please help yourself to our berries, Dee, Grandma offered.
Suddenly an unusual noise filled the sky. All three of them looked up.
That's my family flying, they've lost me. I have to go. What a pity I could stay with you only a little while. Your garden is so interesting!
Take some berries and treat your relatives, Grandma suggested.
Here is my little bucket, Grandma. Let's put some red currants in it and give them to the dragons. They have never eaten such berries!
Quickly, put the berries in the bucket, Arthie. Here you go, dear, take this treat and fly back to your family before they worry!
Dee grabbed the small plastic bucket with her claws and rose into the sky.
Thank you! Goodbye! they heard the voice of their new friend fading away.
Come visit us! Arthie shouted loudly.
Grandma and grandson waved for a long time at the dragon, who shrank into a tiny dot in the sky.
Arthie, don't tell anyone at home about your new friend, Grandma winked at the boy. Your parents won't believe us. They'll say we got too much sun.
