“Bam, bam, bam!” cried Leon as he gleefully piloted a giant mecha against a massive, green space monster that was threatening a moon colony. “Bam, bam!”
“Gwoor!” the monster roared as the missiles and lasers from Leon’s mecha drove it away from those it had intended to harm.
“Yeah!” cheered Leon while hitting a button to charge the ‘Omega Cannon’ that would put the finishing touches on the threatening beast. “Noone threatens peace and harmony while I’m around!”
PSHOO!
BOOM!
The arm-mounted, ‘Omega cannon’ unleashed a surge of yellow energy that turned the galactic threat into gelatinous goo.
“Oh, yeah!” Leon cheered while pumping his fist. “I’m the-”
SPLAT!
Some of the goo splattered against the command unit of the little, black dragon’s robot.
“Ah!” he screamed as everything went black and alerts started to signal from within his mecha. “No!”
FWUMP!
“Control!” shouted Leon as he sat himself straight up in his bed. “Must get…”
The familiar feeling of bed sheets and a mattress quickly made the indigo-bellied, baby dragon realize his cosmic battle had been just a dream.
“Not again,” he moaned. “I could’ve easily recovered from that splat, too.”
Leon’s eyes continued to focus on the room.
“I’m thirsty,” he said while sliding out of bed and waddling to his bedroom door. “Gonna’ get a drink.”
CREEK
“Huh?” he wondered as his bedroom door opened into a vast, colorful town. The sun was shining bright and ponies of all types, sizes, and colors were going about their business.
“Ponies?” he wondered while stepping out into the town. A feeling of increased warmth greeting him.
Leon’s first reaction was to check his diaper for the inevitable accident. However, he instead found himself dressed in baby-blue footie pajamas that had white foot pads.
“Huh?” he wondered as he simultaneously heard a very audible crinkle when he felt at where his diaper would be. Further investigation revealed that he had not only footie pajamas on, but ones with a trap door that was concealing an extremely crinkly, plastic diaper.
“What’s going on?” he wondered aloud. The ponies had not taken notice of him. If they had, they apparently did not think he was anything out of the ordinary.
“Oh!” called a male voice from somewhere close by.
Leon leapt a bit out of surprise from the sudden voice.
“Oh,” the stallion chuckled. “You must be one of Spike’s friends.”
“spike’s friends?” baffled Leon as he put his hand to his chin.
“You must be lost,” the stallion stated. “All the guest dragons are at the Castle of Friendship.”
Leon looked very puzzled.
“Hey,” the orange-colored stallion said. “You look pretty young and I imagine you must have gotten separated from your parents.”
“Yeah,” replied Leon with a nod. “Yeah. I got, uh, lost.”
“Here,” offered the Earth Pony. “Hop on my back and I’ll take you to the big banquet that is being held in honor of our dragon guests.”
“Thank you,” Leon replied upon slipping himself atop the orange stallion with a very audible crinkle before enjoying the ride off towards The Castle of Friendship.