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Dragon Wash.

It is time to wash the Dragon its scales are getting rusty and it has at least two years to go before it peels off the old skin and a new one appears. This is just the job that the Fairies love to do. They have great fun and the Dragon always feels fresher after a scrub by the Fairies. For two whole weeks the Fairies have been preparing an ointment that slides under the dragons scales. Everyone knows that Dragon have scales that keep them fairly safe from attack from above it is their tummies that are most liable to be hurt that is why it is so important for its scales to be clean.

The ointment that the Fairies use is made of daisy petals. These petals the Fairies have been collecting for weeks and the wise old Fairies have been busy mixing the petals with oils and other herbs. The ointment is boiled for hours on end to make the skin or scales of the Dragon slippery. First the Dragon is scrubbed with soap and water. The Fairies each have a long scrubbing brush on the end of a pole, buckets of warm water are thrown over the Dragon and then the soap is applied. The soap has brimstone in it to help get the deep dirt from out of the Dragons scales. Once the Dragon has been thoroughly washed with brimstone soap it has buckets of warm water thrown over it to wash off the soap.

The Fairies wear protective clothing, which sometimes hampers them in their work of washing the Dragon but all have great fun and I spent one whole day watching them clean the Dragon. When the dragon was clean enough out came the large pots of daisy petal ointment. The fairies threw the ointment onto the Dragons back and with cloths made from spiders webs they rubbed the ointment deep into the scales making sure that ointment got under each scale to help keep it supple. The Dragon now enjoyed the ointment treatment and kept blowing off sparks from its nose to show how much he appreciated the Fairies taking care of him.

When all was finished the Fairies called the Fairy Queen Feeanna to inspect their work. The Queen was delighted at how smart the Dragon now looked and called out that in the evening a dance was to take place and of course all of the Fairies were invited and yes the Dragon too was invited as a guest of honour. The Fairies put away all of their brushes and pots and all the ointment that was left was taken to the wise old Fairies store place for future use. The buckets and scrubbers were put back in a secret cave that only the Fairies knew about and then all went home to get ready for the evenings dance. I too have been invited and hurried home to have a shower and a shave before putting on my olive green suit that I wanted to wear at the dance.

At a quarter to ten in the evening I made my way into the woods. All of the little folk were there. Pixies, Imps, Trolls, Leprechauns and a few more all were dressed in their best clothes and it promised to be another wonderful evening full of dancing and singing. The orchestra were sitting on a large raised wooden platform and were tuning their instruments. The Dragon escorted by some Fairies looked resplendent in his now shining scaly body. Then in her usual fashion Queen Feeana arrived in a puff of smoke and a bright blue flash. The leader of the orchestra bowed to Her Majesty and the musicians all stood to welcome the Queen of all the fairies.

Her Majesty gave a signal and the orchestra played a waltz soon most of the little people were dancing. Some of the Fairies were offering the sweet little cakes that are so famous. Soon I too was eating and drinking of the Parsnip wine. The orchestra then played a polka. Things had got off to a fine start and all of the little people were dancing or eating and all were drinking and having a very good time. Then it happened a cloud blew across the sky and the moonlight was hidden from the dancers and the orchestra.

From the cloud came a black powder that settled on the Dragon, it looked terrible, worse than when the Fairies first started to scrub him. Her Majesty quickly drew her magic wand from her dress and pointed it at the cloud a flash of light and the cloud parted and the moonlight streamed down on the dance floor. Looking up I saw a magician it was he that had poured the black powder over the poor Dragon. Her Majesty waved her wand once more and the magician turned into a shooting star and went sailing across the night sky. In the distance we heard a thump as if something heavy had hit the ground. “That is the last we will ever see or hear of him.” Said Her Majesty.

Her Majesty turned to the Dragon and was going to wave her magic wand once again.” Your Majesty.” I heard myself say, “ I and the Fairies will clean him up on the morning.” Her Majesty smiled and said, “So be it.” Yes the next morning I with most of the little folk were there in the woods to clean our Dragon. Even the Leprechauns helped and we all had a great lot of fun. It is a pity that you do not live near me, I am sure the Fairies would love to welcome you to play with them.