The Quest for Flying Dragons
                         By Lady Susan Fuller  

   One dark and stormy day three gallant knights set out upon a
quest for flying dwagons.  Their leader was the Lady Angela, who
was learned, and brave, and bold (and quite fair too!).  Lady
Angela wished to bring back a flying dwagon for all the pages and
squires in her castle.  She asked two other knights to join her. 
Lady Lisa, the (Sonics) Green Knight who was feared through out
the land for her wit and tongue, and Lady Susan, who was
new to the ways of their order of knighthood, accompanied her. 
Along the way, they met the Lady Vickie, who was wise beyond her
years and had mastered magic spells allowing her to foresee the
Zucchini Brothers endlessly repeating the same show.  Lady Vickie
agreed to accompany them on their quest.
   The four fearless knights set out for the land of the flying
dwagons.  They crossed streams and forded rivers (and did lots of
shopping).  Onward they traveled through rain and mud, the red
kind that doesn't come out of clothes. Their way was treacherous;
solid ground would begin sinking beneath their feet and often
their path would lead to an uncrossable lake or river.  Never the
less, they pressed onward in their quest.                         
   Soon they reached the land of the flying dwagons.  The dragons
were magnificent. Blue dragons, purple dragons, and green dragons
could be seen, but there was no sign of their guardian, the
Dwagon Man.  
   All the knights stood near the dragons and called, "Dwagon
Man, Dwagon Man!" but the Dwagon man did not answer.
   Instead Sir B.J., Lady Vickie's brother who was on a quest of
his own, greeted the four knights.  Poor Sir B.J. received the
pity of our four knights. He was soaked to the skin for he was
not wearing the right armor for rain.  Sir B.J. had not seen the
Dwagon Man either. 
   The knights, now numbering five, entered a nearby shop to
inquire after the Dwagon Man.  Within the shop, not a soul had
seen the Dwagon Man, but the knights had an enlightening
conversation concerning traditional equivalents of the currently
popular saying, "Duh!" with Sir Percival.  Sir Percival suggested
"Fool!" while Lady Susan countered with "Duh, forsooth!"  But the
knights were no closer to finding the Dwagon Man.
  Finally, the Dwagon Man emerged from another shop.  Lady Angela
rushed to him, calling "Dwagon Man! Dwagon Man! Please, I need a
flying dwagon to take back to my pages and squires."
  The Dwagon Man stopped when he reached his dwagons.  He turned
to face Lady Angela.  "Milady," he said "are you sure that your
pages and squires are worthy of one of my dwagons?"
  "Yes!" Lady Angela answered without hesitation. "I would even
part with a portion of my wealth to see that they get one."
  So the Dwagon Man gave Lady Angela a magnificent green and
purple dwagon in exchange for a portion of her wealth.  Lady
Lisa, Lady Susan, Lady Vickie, and Sir B.J. all cheered as Lady
Angela lifted her dwagon to admire it.  
   Our five knights then headed home, back through the rain and
the mud, fording rivers and crossing streams, (and hydroplaning). 
All the while, Lady Angela was holding her dwagon proudly, for
all to see.  

                              THE END