Mythical Park

Chapter 3

  I was wondering if I should've done anything differently. I  then dismissed it. I wasn't a lab rat. I wasn't a sacrifice. I wouldn't them the satisfaction of taking credit for saving the world once I was dead. I started on a route to mythical park. Blocking out the screams telling me to come back, I went on. I was pretty sure Rachel was thinking, why wouldn't anyone want to die trying to save the world with a spit ball launcher. And rolling her eyes. Dave probably wasn't surprised. As soon as I passed the gate I saw a sign that said closed, wild bear on the loose. A bear, not exactly a dragon, but a good cover up story. The pines smelled unusual. Everything was still ,no chirping, or croaking or noise for that fact. It was like a clown stepped into my party. Then a roar. An ear shattering roar. It was horrible. It made me pee my pants. It made a jet seem like it was whispering. It would make any opera singer quit. But I heard that roar before.
I was with daddy. He was showing me how to fish. "Daddy the stupid fish aren't eating my worm."
"Arnold, you can't jerk the rod around."
"STUPID FISHIES!" I shrieked.
Daddy was calm. "Arnold, be patient."
"The stupid fishies must be starving. Daddy I think my worm isn't working."
"Arnold some times the fish aren't hungry."
"Daddy of we put candy on the hook I think more fishies will eat it."
"Arnold I think that fishies don't like candy."
"Daddy, everyone likes candy." I looked at him with a withering look. 
"Arnold your bobbers down there's a fishie on the hook!"
"Daddy I got one, I got it! Now what do I do?"
"Arnold you have to reel it in."
I started yelling in joy. The fishie was hard to reel in. The fishie fought.
"DADDY HELP!" I yelled in panic.
He came over and we reeled the fish in. The fishie was huge. We took a picture.
"Daddy what do we do now?"
"Put it back."
"But Daddy, it my fishie I got it can we keep it ?"
"No Arnold."
So I put the fishie back. Then the roar came.
"Daddy! DADDY! DADDY!"I yelled in terror.
"Don't worry Arnold." He gave me a warm smile and hugged me. Everything melted away in my fathers arms. "Daddy I took a cookie."  I said guiltily.
"Don't worry Arnold"
This time there was no fatherly embrace. I saw the dragon. I took out my spot ball launcher and yelled "The power of this spitball launcher repels you!"
Then it looked at me.