Dragon Hunters

[Lian-Chu wakes up screaming, waking Gwizdo as well. Gwizdo peers down at him from the top bunk]

Gwizdo:
What's up with you now? You scared the pajamas off of me.

Lian-Chu:
The dragon, Gwizdo. He spoke to me again.

Gwizdo:
I already told you, Lian-Chu, dragons don't talk. You were dreamin'.

[He lifts himself back up onto his bunk again]

Gwizdo:
Goodnight.

[as Gwizdo tries going back to sleep, Lian-Chu thinks for a moment about the Sizzler's words "A real reason to hunt me"]

Lian-Chu:
Say, Gwizdo, why exactly do we hunt dragons?

[Gwizdo peers back over again]

Gwizdo:
What a question. Cause we're dragon hunters, that's why. If we were dung beetle hunters, we'd hunt dung beetles.

[He gives Lian-Chu a huge grin]

Gwizdo:
It's that simple.

[He lifts himself up onto his bunk again]

Lian-Chu:
Yes, but why are we dragon hunters?

[Once again Gwizdo peers back over the bed, annoyed]

Gwizdo:
Because it's all we know how to do. Well, you, at least.

Lian-Chu:
Hmm.

Gwizdo:
Look, Lian-Chu, you gotta hunt dragons. They're mean and nasty! They destroy entire villages, devour everybody in sight. Their feet stink to high heaven and they've got big time BO. [Once more he pulls himself onto his bunk] And what's more, they always talk with their mouths full.

Lian-Chu:
Gwizdo?

[Gwizdo once more peers over to talk to Lian-Chu]

Gwizdo:
Oh, what now?!

Lian-Chu:
You just said dragons talk!

Gwizdo:
I said that? Never. Not in a million years.

[He pulls himself back up onto his bed]

Gwizdo:
I know what I say, don't I? Look, listen, Lian-Chu, knock off the dumb questions and have a glass of water. You'll feel much better in the morning.