Ted gulped, thinking back to the speech he’d prepared on the way to school. Taking a deep breath, he spoke to his teacher. “Well, ma’am, I had it ready to put into my backpack, when all of a sudden – ”
“Just know: I don’t want to hear that a dragon swallowed it again. One more time with that excuse means a detention.”
With that, Ted’s pet dragon shot from his backpack and swallowed the teacher whole.
“A bit extreme, but well done, Flames.” Ted smiled. “Now we plan for next week.”