Pterosaur Pie

Josh poked his fork at the pie that stood, gently steaming, before him on the table. The scent was of meat, but it was not that which he had smelt before. Pterosaur pie he thought, sniffing deeply, the pie looked good but a recent illness had dampened his appetite.

      And of course there were other questions to ask, such as where did the pterosaur come from? Was it a Quetzalcoatl, a giraffe sized bird with a 10 meter wingspan? If so there would be more than just one pie to be made out of that. Or perhaps it was the Nemicolopterus crypticus, with a 10 inch wingspan, but one might need several of those to make a pie. Maby it was the pterodactyl who had the honour of being the source of the meat.

      He glanced out the window in fright as an enormous shadow moved across the table. As there was nothing to be seen, he rose and went over and looked out across his precious lawn.

      The lawn was a sorry sight. It looked like a massive fight had taken place and the emerald green perfection was ripped and torn. Josh hurried out the door, in disbelief.

      A grey dragon sat before the pizza oven. He was smoothing down the patch of lawn in front of him. As Josh approached he looked up. His brown eyes were friendly and put Josh at ease.

      "What have you done with my lawn?" Josh demanded

      "It was not me.." the dragon began "well, it was self defense.." the dragon stopped "look i am fixing it!" The dragon pressed his big paw down upon the grass clump he had just spread out and, when he took his paw away, the lawn there was perfectly smooth, only a hint of dirt showed that the grass had not always been like that.

      "So you killed the pterosaur?" Josh asked, still looking in disbelief around at his lawn. How was he now to attract a good woman if he did not have a nice lawn to show her?

      "Yes, and I helped bake the pie too." The dragon motioned towards the oven. "I lit that."

      Josh pointed over at a branch that sat crumpled a few metres away from the tree it had been torn from. "Can you light that up too?"

      The dragon took up the gas lighter from beside the oven. "This is how I did it." he said, holding it carefully with two claws "it's awfully fiddly."

      "Can't dragons blow flames?" Josh asked as he began to turn clumps of grass right side up.

      "My parents did not raise me to be like that" the dragon said, scratching at his smooth grey sides.

      "So do you have any use then?" Josh asked spicily, he had calculated that it would take alot of work to fix his lawn, and was feeling displeased.

      The dragon looked sadly at him "no, i just look cute."

      Josh's stomach rumbled and he suddenly remembered the pie. He turned and went back inside, leaving the door open. The dragon carefully brought his head in and lay down on his side with one paw propping up his head.

      The little king charles cavalier pup that was napping before the fire was awakened by the strange scent of lizard. She yawned, showing off her little teeth and delicate pink tongue, then looked around with the eagerness a lack of responsibilities inevitably brings. Seeing such a big dragon in the door, she rushed over, barking.

      Josh lifted the soft little animal, he did not want her to become a snack.

      He sat before the pie once again and inserted his fork. The dragon watched intently. The meat was soft, and lightly spiced. The taste was like chicken, but not. It had its own unique taste. "I think this would go well with red wine" Josh announced, he pushed back his chair and set the puppy onto the floor.

      "Non-alcoholic?" The dragon read the label of a bottle that was filled with sand and was being used to keep the door open.

      "Such a drink is an abomination" Josh proclaimed. He turned to his wine cabinet and after a few moments deliberation, he turned. But the dragon was gone. He glanced down at the pie, it was ordinary beef variety. Hurrying to the window he surveyed his smooth soft lawn, each blade of grass the perfect length.

      The little doggie was napping by the fire again.