Sir Devlin was a baby with a secret.
It was such a huge secret that he couldn’t share it with anyone, not even his mom and dad.
Sir Devlin could see creatures from other worlds.
Sir Devlin could attribute this amazing ability to one thing. This thing made him very special, and very unique.
Sir Devlin was born with no belly button. Because of this, he could travel to other worlds and meet the creatures that lived in them. Sometimes these creatures would come to visit him at home and they would have grand adventures.
Unfortunately, not all of these creatures were friendly.
One particularly fine day, Sir Devlin was at home, practicing with his sword. It was a wonderful sword, long and shiny, and he was getting rather good with it. He was in the middle of a particularly strenuous sword fight with his mommy’s bear, Bernard, when there was a knock on the door.
Sir Devlin’s Auntie Jaz had come to visit. She waved from the open door, and he smiled, brandishing his sword for her to see. She laughed with delight and closed the door.
But not before someone had snuck in behind her. Sir Devlin saw a flash of tail, and then Auntie Jaz had blocked his view. But he knew who had snuck in behind her. He had been expecting the dragon for a while.
As soon as he’d thought the creature’s name, it leapt out from behind his auntie. Sir Devlin was ready. He thrust his sword towards the dragon, but it was too quick. It knocked the sword from his hands, then opened it’s mouth, as if to breath some fire at him.
Sir Devlin gathered all of his courage and leaped at the dragon. The creature had not been expecting this, and tumbled backwards with Sir Devlin on top of him. They wrestled viciously for quite a few minutes before the dragon pulled away from the baby. His long, forked tongue snaked out and tickled Sir Devlin’s toes. The baby giggled. He couldn’t help it.
The dragon took this to be a good sign. He decided to introduce himself.
“Greetings, Sir Devlin,” he said, “I am Iorik the Dragon. I have come to meet you and offer my friendship and protection to you.”
Sir Devlin was surprised.
“You’re not here to eat me?”
The dragon wrinkled his nose in disgust.
“Heavens, no!” he said, “Little boys taste terrible.”
Sir Devlin nodded gravely.
“Besides, “ Iorik said, “I seek fun and adventure, and your bravery has been spoken of among all the worlds.”
Sir Devlin was not aware that he was so well-renowned.
“Well, Iorik,” he replied, “You seem like a brave fellow, and I could use a traveling companion on my journeys. I would be happy to have you along.”
The dragon beamed, showing sharp and ferocious teeth. Sir Devlin was glad they were on the same team.
“I am pleased,” Iorik said, “I believe we will have many epic adventures together.” He gently extended a claw, and Sir Devlin shook it.
And that is how Sir Devlin made friends with a dragon.