To morrigans_eve‘s prompt “More of Juniper and Baby Smith’s games?” in this flash-fiction meme (LJ).
Dragons Next Door has a landing page (LJ Link)
Juniper rolled her eyes at her parents and headed out the side door to go to the Smith’s place. She knew Baby was still little and pre-lingual. She knew dragons were helpless and nearly mindless until they reached about grown-up-high in length. Cthaiden had explained all of this to her – and, considering some of the stuff her parents had been saying, she’d been listening better than they had.
But they still wanted to explain, when she said “I want to go play with Baby,” either that Baby was a live being and not a pet or a toy, which she knew, or that Baby didn’t really understand the playing yet, yes, she also knew. Baby was a baby. It was fragile and you had to be careful, even if it could poop fire on you, and it really didn’t understand words. Juniper had been there when it had hatched. She knew this all.
She just liked playing with Baby anyway. Baby was small, smaller than Juniper (there weren’t many people she could say that about), and it needed her help to do anything. It was a neat feeling, having another being relying on her.
And, when she wanted to play, Baby didn’t argue or tell her it was a stupid game (although once it had belched on a board game and ruined it). It just crawled over the floor with her, or hit the ball, or slept, and she could tell it all the stories she wanted.
Maybe if she told it enough stories about the princess and the dragon being best friends, when it grew up, it would remember.
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