Once upon a time in the great lands of Hickery Benns, there was this evil dragon. He was mean and harass all the people who lived in the village.

Everyone in Hickery Benn's was scared of the dragon...everyone but one tiny little girl....

Meomi wanted to be a police officer. She was strong and brave and unafraid.

Sure, the dragon breathed fire. But there were people with worse breath. And sure, the Dragon looked scary. But there were dogs in the village with scarier faces.

One day, the dragon had come down from his nest and was hiding in the cornfields.

Everyone ran to escape the dragon. Everyone except for Meomi.

Armed with her homemade sword, helmet and shield, Meomi ran through the deserted village toward the cornfield. 

When she spotted the dragon, Meomi snuck up behind him.

“Excuse me!” Meomi yelled. The dragon roared. He lowered his head to her level. Meomi felt the dragon’s hot breath on her face.

“I’m Meomi,” she said. “I’ve come to tell you to go away. You’re scaring everybody.”

The dragon’s breaths quickened. Huff! Huff! Huff! It looked like the dragon’s fire was about to blow! Meomi braced herself. But instead of fire coming out his mouth, tears began pouring down the dragon’s snout.

“I’m so lonely. Nobody likes me,” the dragon said.

“Why should anyone like you?” Meomi replied. “You burned down the castle.”

“I didn’t burn down the castle,” the dragon said. “It was struck by lightning. I would never do that.”

“Wow,” Meomi said. “Sounds like you’re the victim of a smear campaign. We’ve got to fix this. What are you good at?”

“Breathing fire,” replied the dragon.

“Well, let’s see it,” ordered Meomi.