As the sun begin to rise over the hilly countryside, the sound of birds awoke Galaxar from his slumber. He was relieved that no other sounds had accompanied the sweet songs of the birds, such as the voice of one rather persistent and quite annoying knight who was determined to send Galaxar to his grave.

"Perhaps it was only a dream," he thought hopefully and peered outside his cave, but he was not prepared for the scene that lay before him.

Once Galaxar's eyes came into focus, he instantly knew the events of yesterday had indeed been real. In fact, Excalibur was still sitting outside waiting clad in his armor and wielding his legendary blade, Arthur; however, there two things that Galaxar had noticed where different. The horse that Excalibur rode was not the one he had with him yesterday. Galaxar assumed that this meant his morning breath had done more than just knock out the previous horse. And the other difference was that the knight had about fifty or so friends with him, which could pose a slight problem for Galaxar if they weren't nearly as dimwitted as Excalibur.

"A dragon just can't win," Galaxar said as he let out a sigh before rubbing his brow. "I really don't want to deal with his idiocy this morning, my leg still hurts and I have a terrible headache from the Hamaelis Water I drunk yesterday."

"Is that you, dragon?" Excalibur shouted once he heard Galaxar's voice from within the cave.

"Are you going to come out and face your destiny?"

"Oh great he heard me," Galaxar thought as he clamped his paw over his mouth.

When there was no response Excalibur began to wave his sword around in the air as he yelled, "Do you hear me? Come out vile beast and let me give you a taste of my steel!"

"No thanks, I'm on that new sword free diet," he shot back from his den. "It does wonders for my figure, perhaps you should go home and try it."

"You got the better of me yesterday, dragon, but now I will not leave until I have your head to hang above my mantle!" he yelled back sounding even more furious.

"Are you sure that won't clash with the rest of your home decor?" Galaxar asked.

"Do not mock me dragon!" Excalibur growled as a bulging vein appeared on his forehead.

"That guy needs to learn to relax or he's not going to make it to his next birthday. That thing looks as if it's about to burst," he thought as he unconsciously rubbed his own forehead. "Well back to the matters at hand," he told himself as he began pacing, trying to think of a way to avoid fighting Excalibur and his friends. A few moments later he came to a stop and placed his head in his paw as he began to stare at the back wall of his cave. "It's times like these that I wish I had a backdoor."

Just then Excalibur began to shout once again, breaking Galaxar's train of thought. "Dragon, do you still refuse to leave the hole you are hiding in? Then I have no choice, my men and I will have to come in after you and drag you out in pieces!" With that he raised his sword and yelled, "Charge!"

"Crap, crap, CRAP!" Galaxar thought as he gave himself a mental kick in the butt. "Think of something quick Galaxar, your life, if not your sanity, depends on it." Again he peered through the darkness at the back of his den and sighed. "This would be so much easier if only I had a backdoor."

Out of frustration, he brought back his foot and kicked a rock that lay in front of him. The rock flew through the air and came to a rest at near the rear wall. Once it landed, something leapt out of the shadows and took off running. The moment that it had moved, Galaxar had spotted the mouse that had been lurking in the darkness of his home. He quickly glanced at the sword-drawn idiots running towards his cave before returning his attention to the spot where the mouse had been hiding. "That gives me an idea…" he thought as his form suddenly disappeared into the shadows.

As Excalibur and his men ran inside, a small dragon snuck out the mouth of the cave. It paused a moment and turned its head towards the direction of the dark opening, as if it were waiting for something. Seconds later a large crash rang though the air.

"They really are idiots," Galaxar said as he shook his head in disappointment. "They really should of thought about bringing some torches with them, then maybe they would of seen that wall coming. At least their stupidity allowed me to sneak out unnoticed." Moments later several angry voices came echoing from out of the cave.

"Get off of me!"

"You're the one who's sitting on me!"

"Your foot is in my face!"

"You're lucky it's just a foot!"

"Ugh, what's that smell?"

"Ahhh, something is crawling down my armor!"

Just before he took off flying he heard Excalibur shout, "Dragon, where are you!?"

To be continued...

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