Diary of a Bearded Dragon

May 3rd, 2016

The humans are argueing. At least, that's what Curly said. I watched as Curly paced in circles, stress and anger radiating from her. I tiled my head to the side, curious. Suddenly, Curly walked out the door and came back a few minutes later. She picked me up and put me in my favorite blanket. I watched as she took me outside and into a giant silver beast. It's stomach opened from the side, revealing chair-like things and a circle in the front. Glass was at the front of the beast,  as well as the sides. The older human female got in and woke up the beast, making it roar to life. Where are we going, human? I wondered. The beast ran, music playing inside as the humans talked. I watched as landscapes rolled by, the grass a blur and the trees towering above. We stopped at a human habitat. Curly carried me to the front of the habitat. I looked at some Anoles as they communicated. One looked at me, a young, big male (big for his species, that is). They seemed to have been used to humans. Curly knocked on the front, and a familiar human appeared. I recognized the freckles and pickle scent immediately. My first human! Pickles pet my head and let Curly into the human habitat. They talked a bit and then we went to a dark room. I watched as Pickles picked up a big lizard. "Greetings, Red!" The older lizard said. I recognized the one-eyed lizard after a few minutes. "Hey, Sparky!" I replied. "You've gotten big, haven't you? Still have your baby nose as well!" I shook my head slightly. "I'm almost a year old, Sparky, this isn't my baby nose." Pickles and Curly gave us greens. "So, little one, you've finally decided to eat vegetables." I nodded. Pickles and Curly took us outside. Sparky looked around, making comments. "It's too cool and cloudy!" or "The sun is getting in my eye!" I just dealt with it. Until Curly and Pickles tried to bother me. I heard Sparky yelling "STOP IT, OR I'LL BITE YOUR NOSE, I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE MY HUMAN, STAHP!!!" I heard a loud hiss from her. Curly's face suddenly appeared in mine, causing me to open my mouth and throw out my beard. Sparky's voice rang out clear. "HUMANS, THERE BETTER BE SUPERWORMS FOR US OR WE WON'T FORGIVE YOU!!!!" I snorted in amusement, Sparky had a reason to be tail-hurt all the time: She might lose her eye and she was at least five years old. We stayed outside for a bit, swam, and conversed with the Anoles, who had all kinds of stories about the wild. There was an old , wise Anole who sounded sick,whose name was Croc I believe, who told stories about  when he was younger, along with stories about how he got the scars on his face and the time he fought a bird. Curly had me on her shoulder when a young male bearded dragon spoke up. "Hello, who are you?" I looked at the young male, curious. He was angry and dark, but his voice didn't reflect that.  "Hello, little one." I never thought I'd say that. "You're almost as big as Miss Sparky!" said the young male. "But your nose is shorter and you seem less grumpy than Miss Sparky." I looked at him and asked, "What's your-" "MY NAME IS DRACO!!!" yelled the young male. I snorted in amusement at the young lizard. "You're really pretty." he said. "Thank you." I felt my face get a bit cool, the cooling blood appearing a bit in a slight blush. Nobody had ever called me pretty before, so this was a shock. Draco then got distracted by some vegetables, and a little bit later, my reunion with Sparky and the young male ended, leaving me exhausted, yet calm.