I collect my weapons; coat, hat, socks, shoes. Toss them nonchalantly behind it so as not to draw notice. The dragon is snuffling by the table munching on the bones of its victims…Cheerios. I sneak behind it but the creak of a board draws its attention and it turns and flashes me its teeth. I freeze momentarily then play it off by handing the dragon its sippy cup. It reaches one talon covered hand out and devours the cup with its tiny dragon mouth. I inhale a deep breath and prepare for battle.
Finally I flop back, the battle is over, I am victorious! I glance up at the dragon one last time to see that she has pulled of her shoes and hat and is stuffing them under the couch.