About eating and drinking for free…
There's nothing Mike can't let go of.
Dragons are so shameless.
For example, his scumbag didn't rely on force to beat him, rob him of his treasure, and kick him out of the house, obviously doing all the bad things without blinking his eyes.
Therefore, he is not at all interested in such persuasion as 'you have to have your own job, you have to have your own life, and what are your plans for the future'.
But because of being under the fence, and the round-faced dwarf always seemed to be very worried and worried for him, he had to go out reluctantly, pretending to be looking for a job, although most of the time he was looking for a place to sleep. He came back from sleep, but on the surface he managed to create a false attitude of diligence.
But today, things were a little weird.
When he got home, his lovely human friend didn't smile and greet him to eat and drink like before; he didn't say some weird jokes that ordinary people couldn't understand to amuse everyone; Dragon, but...
He slumped onto the sofa motionless.
Beside it, there was a cup poured on the coffee table, and the red tomato juice like blood slowly flowed out of the cup, dripping little by little on the floor, leaving a pool of red liquid.
The whole scene gives a terrifying feeling of straying into the murder scene.
Fortunately, the juvenile fire dragon's nose is very smart, and it can smell the red liquid is tomato juice; the eyes are very good, and when the round-faced dwarf breathes, the slight ups and downs of the body can confirm that there is no problem.
"What's wrong?" Mai Qilong couldn't help asking.
"Why don't you ask me if I'm still alive? Or pounce on me to check on my condition. That's how it's done in TV shows." Sammy continued to ask without moving.
"sorry."
Mickey apologized and said, "I haven't watched TV much."
Sammy sat up a little dejectedly, no longer frighteningly pretending to be a corpse.
But still unhappy.
Mickey asked cautiously, "You, are you alright?"
"It's good if you're exhausted, disappointed, and at a loss," Sammy replied in a lifeless tone.
"Uh? What happened? Did someone bully you? What about Rosie and the others?" Mickey asked gently as he walked over.
He chose to sit on the other side of his human friend, and then tried to take the person into his arms for comfort.
It's pretty easy to do.
Sammy, who has so many negative emotions that he is about to explode, is almost too lazy to resist all forces from the outside world. Moreover, in Long's eyes, he is so petite that he can easily pick up people with one hand.
"Rosie and Ellie are going on a date. They're going to have a romantic anniversary. They won't be back tonight."
Sammy didn't notice how he was being embraced by the dragon at this moment. He was a little too weak, pitiful and helpless.
He just felt ashamed, buried his head in Mickey's arms like an ostrich, muttered in a low voice, and replied in a very dejected tone: "No one bullied me, I just suddenly realized that I may not be suitable for entertainment. One line. Whether it's being creative, or learning to be a director, or even doing a prank, well, I can't do anything, I'm busy, and in the end, I get nothing."
Sounds kinda bad.
Mai Qilong didn't know how to comfort humans. If it was a dragon, he could go and catch some delicious prey and come back to improve his meals, or he could give him a small gold coin... Well, touch it.
But now, he has neither place to hunt nor small gold coins.
So, he could only rack his brains and say, "Why do you think that? You're good enough. That prank just now really scared me (it didn't), I was just unresponsive, and you did get that..."
In order to make their own people happy.
The underage fire dragon praised with conscience: "You did the "Who Killed the Dragon" before, it was great, and the round face of Mosley at the end is very similar to you."
"Like me? That's an interesting statement." Sammy's eyes lit up.
He immediately sat up like a stimulant, and came back to life again, his mood changed so quickly, as if the dejected expression he had just had was just pretending: "Actually, those people analyzed What I analyzed is not what I want to express at all. I just want to express it naturally, and put something in front of everyone. It is the story of a dragon slayer. Mosley is a good boy during the day and a good boy at night. He is a warrior. He has fought and surrendered. In fact, whether he chooses to fight or he chooses to surrender, it is just a choice in life. There is no right or wrong. It is very simple, but people like to complicate simple things... However, he The part with Skull Mosley fighting side by side is my favorite, high spirited. By the way, do you want to see my toys?"
"What? Toys?"
The topic jumped so fast that Mickey didn't follow Sammy's train of thought at all, and subconsciously asked repeatedly, "What toy?"
"A toy about warriors slaying dragons." Sammy seemed to have forgotten his previous troubles, and instantly became interested.
He began to persuade Mickey to come and see his toys: "I have a lot of collections, and some I made myself..."
Michaelon wanted to breathe fire for a moment.
He thought sullenly: 'I comfort you, but what kind of warriors do you want me to see slaying dragons? Hello! What else are you looking at? It's no use opening your eyes so wide! I'm talking about you, the most vindictive human being in history - Sammy! '
Khasami was unaware of this.
At this moment, he behaves like a child in kindergarten who wants to share toys with his good friends, with a little show off, smugness, happiness, but incomparable sincerity, as if saying, 'Come on, come on, play with me Come on, play with me'.
Finally, McGillon said reluctantly, "…Okay."
But after speaking, he regretted: "Ah! I'm a dragon, I'm a dragon! It's dark, I should go back to sleep. It's the best thing to eat and drink and go to bed! So, Why on earth should I agree to go see some warrior dragon slaying toys with him? Self-abuse? What the hell am I doing?"
But since he agreed, there is no way to go back.
He sat there sulking, deliberately not helping, waiting for his human to show the 'cruel' toys.
Sammy quickly came out with a bunch of toys.
He took Mickey's hand, holding the pile of toys, and ran into the yard.
Rossi's yard is not very big.
However, occasionally he would hold a party in the yard, have a barbecue with friends, have a drink or something, so it was very clean and well-equipped, with speakers, some small light bulbs and so on.
Sammy made a few more trips, laying out the toys all over the floor.
Mickey Dragon reluctantly glanced at the past, and found that the most are various dragons with different materials, which may be created by human imagination. Many toy dragons actually look different from real dragons.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
In this way, the psychological burden seems to be reduced, and it is completely possible to deceive yourself that these are not dragons.
Then, Sammy took out a half-human-high doll of unknown material and wearing armor.
He fiddled with the puppet's weapon happily, and said triumphantly: "This is Warrior 1, and in the next time, he will show us perfectly one hundred and one ways to kill the dragon. ."
Mikey: "…"
To be honest, this scene is really weird.
In the darkness, only a few broken bulbs strung together played the role of lighting, emitting a dim yellow light. Sammy and the puppet stood side by side on the lawn, not far in front of the empty street, with his back facing him. A brightly lit house.
Next, in the background sound of pure music, which he didn't know what it was, he smiled brightly and read out the beginning of a bad street: "A long, long time ago, there was a very evil dragon, he had four Eyes, three legs... The warrior must kill the dragon to save everyone."
Mickey was powerless to complain: "...Why is a dragon so deformed!"
But Sammy was already immersed in his own story.
While holding the puppet, he ran around on the lawn, holding the puppet's weapon and waving it in his hand. Sometimes he picked up the evil dragon on the ground to perform 'the dragon's resistance'. After a while, he stood aside again. It's a lot of fun being a narrator, one person is a play.
Mickey stared at the marvelous scene in front of him, and thought to himself, "Why is this person more like an underage cub than me?"
But after that, his attention could no longer leave the round-faced dwarf.
"Ouch, my human is so cute."
This underage fire dragon comes with a hundredfold filter to think.
Then, in the face of Sammy's almost foolish 'let's play together' invitation, he actually… shamelessly joined.
Silly running and jumping with humans on the lawn.
Dragon God is above, this is definitely the bewitchment from evil (cute) humans!
But it's not a betrayal of the Dragon Clan, is it
After all, no dragon has four eyes and three legs... should it
After many years,
Even though Sammy has become famous, he has a habit of pretending to be serious, mature, and serious outside.
But in Michaelon's heart, he is still the one standing on the lawn, smiling like a child, holding a puppet and a few dragon toys innocently, he can amuse himself, write, act and direct it. Put on a big show, and then panting from exhaustion, but excited to the point of being a little fool who can't help himself.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Sammy has always been serious about creating;
But only Mickey knew that, like tonight, he was just playing, and, as much as he could, had fun!
As for myself... well!
Michaelon said honestly: "I didn't think about anything at first, I just wanted to play with him."