Genghis shouted together, bursting out into laughter. “Let’s go now…” Gurgle moaned. Whatever!
Can this story go to the Dragon palace bit now? All this is getting a bit boring!
Okay Okay! So, they arrived at the palace, Lannie wished Genghis luck, the aliens hide in
his pockets and they set of for the maze. The aliens worked their magic and gently knitted a
glow-in-the-dark green string and tied it to the door knobs. The guards closed the door. Gurgle
continued knitting while Jingloo let go of the string inch by inch, face glowing when the light
reflected on his slimy skin. Jingloo felt a tingle in his back. The dragon is getting closer. He
nudged Gurgle and Gurgle nodded. He and Jingloo combined their power to create a magic sword:
it will automatically strike the thing when ordered. The twins nudged Genghis, handing him his
sword and crossed their fingers tightly. Suddenly, a snort sounded. The dragon! Genghis muttered
under his breath to aim at the dragon. He hurled the sword at it and there was sudden panting.
The weapon was once again in his hands. He held up the bloody sword and shouted “DRAGON!
AIM IT’S HEART!” The sword flew to the dragons chest and the dragon slowly disappeared. The
team yelled, congratulating each other. They succeeded. They became good friends and were
true heroes. They went to the Silk road while the aliens whisked back to mars, solemnly waving
goodbye. “We’ll come back!” The aliens yelled. “What?” Genghis yelled back. The aliens launched
a microchip into his ears and could now hear whatever they say no matter how far.
This is how the beginning of their friendship ends…
