Sparky the Dentist Dragon

Once Upon a Time,

There was a kindly dragon named Sparky.

Sparky had decided a long time ago that he didn’t want to be like his father and kill knights for a living. He wanted to be a dentist. After all, the fire constantly going through the mouth of a dragon and the armor from chewed knights getting caught in the gums caused some serious dental damage. Sparky didn’t understand why someone hadn’t monopolized the Dragon Dental Industry already; dragons just didn’t seem to care about dental hygiene! Sparky didn’t understand.

Sparky, unable to sway the other dragons, moved far, far away from them. He adopted a vegetarian lifestyle in his remote cave on a mountain, flossing obsessively and befriending young bunnies and deer.

One day, while chatting over tea with his bunny friend, Bella, Sparky heard a curious sound coming from the mouth of his cave. He cocked his head to the side.

“What’s that?”

“What’s what, Sparky?” Asked Bella quizzically.

“That sound! Do you hear that?”

Bella also turned her head and flicked her ear, to better hear the alleged sound. Suddenly, she straightened. “I do hear it! It sounds like people-talk, to me.”

Sparky nodded. “I agree. I ought to go check it out. Go on ahead home, Bella, I wouldn’t want to keep you, especially if it gets tense.”

Bella nodded and headed out the back door. Sparky went to the mouth of his cave. “Hello?” He called. Well, it was more of a roar, but Sparky couldn’t help it–he was a dragon, after all.

It had been awhile, and Sparky’s people-talk was rusty, but he thought it sounded like a knight. Something along the lines of, “Prepare to meet your dune, dragon!” Or maybe it was “doom.” That would make more sense, Sparky decided.

Sparky shook his head sadly. This was exactly why he’d moved. He cleared his throat, and thought for a moment, translating in his head. Then, he said, in people-talk, “I don’t care to meet my dune–sorry, doom–at the moment, but if you’d like a dental check up, I would be happy to oblige.”

There was a pause outside of his cave, then a monstrous clanging. The small knight came into view. “What?”

“A dental check up. I’m a mean hand at filling a cavity.”

The knight shrugged. “Alright.”

The knight left, his teeth white and fresh as ever, and spread the word to the entire kingdom. Sparky became the top dentist, and everyone came to him for their work, even the dragons he used to live with; and they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

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So, yeah. Sparky just really wanted to be a dentist. If he can do it, so can you! 😀

Also, I would just like to take a moment; I opened my blog page, which always shows my stats, and I had one view for the day–from HONG KONG. Freaking HONG KONG. The surface area of the earth this silly blog has managed to cover is kind of mind-boggling.

All of my countries:

United States, Mexico, United Kingdom, Canada, New Zealand, Belgium, Poland, Singapore, Puerto Rico, Hong Kong, Philippines, Ireland, Spain, Australia, Sweden, and Libya.

Granted, some only viewed once or twice, but come on, it’s pretty cool.

Anyway! Back to the point: I hope you liked this silly little story. Lemme know what you thought, what you want to see next, and what’s goin’ on this summer down in the comments! 🙂

Stay awesome and safe, my assorted readers.

P.S. I’m thinking of doing another Cobble Comment soon, so leave your submissions for Cobble Comment #2 down below. 🙂


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