Bond Dragon Bond Adventure

Bond, Dragon Bond, found his interest most piqued on one spring day. He did suspect, that the St. Louis Arch, is a weather-controlling array. Storms simply dissolve and disappear when coming the St. Louis way. Is it magic or weather control? Dragon believes it an evil alien by-play. Beware, yea-old bad guys, Dragon and his cohorts, are on your trail. We should’ve known, such was afoot, as a trip, they vowed to assail. The penguins yearned-for the St. Louis Zoo, as relatives they sought. Dragon Bond held close until he endeavored, to act upon his thoughts. Alas, I fell for this subterfuge; by all involved, until it was way too late. A turn of my back, for a mere second, was all it would invariably take. Like a bullet, they flew to the arch, to decide, it an electromagnet source. It had to have a controller, but where? At the Science Center, of course! As conspiracy theories go, it’s known to have 7 sublevels where you get… Every type of dangerous government secret project and national threat! Yes, there is the ‘Mid West Quantum Research Laboratory’, under there. Containing even aliens brought in from that Area 51… so very, very rare. Dragon Bond and his penguins arrived and sailed in with great delight. One of the penguins picked the elevator door, to the basement, so right. Attaining the lower maintenance level, they started to react out of the norm. They pushed and pulled every lever and knob, to stop a bad St. Louis storm. Also, to open a secret doorway, to a lower level, and an alien’s secret abode. The lights went out, as the maintenance guy did explode in, set in fix-it mode. At that moment, both sides raised their flashlights, straight in the others eyes. With distorted eyesight, gasps exploded all around, at what they did now espy. Dragon exhaled both smoke and fire, making it still harder yet, to definitely see. Frightened the penguins trembled, making shuffling and beak clicking noises. Ewee! Smoke, strange noises, and a fiery distorted Dragon face, frightened the poor man. Screaming about an alien monster, and that he was only a poor repair guy, he ran. Dragon and cohorts absolutely thought, they’d made the very perfect, spy team! As they decided… They had destroyed an evil aliens’ dastardly, stormy dream. Yes, they had chased him away from his mighty, Arch weather-control scheme. Proud, they knew, they’d saved the day, from an evil alien plan, as they beamed! Bond, Dragon Bond and cohorts… had naturally been able to do it, once again. But… What else could you possibly expect, from Dragon and his Penguin Friends? Written 5-19-2017