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"On one condition, little one" the voice boomed from the 9 foot tall alien. "You see, we are here on your planet to find food to keep our race alive. Our body systems are not all that different, other than size you see. While we've collected plenty of your food types for countless of ages, there is one type of food that we must collect, but cannot due to it's size. Thus we specifically chose you, Jake, to find this food type for us and if you succeed, then only then shall we return you to size."
Jake stood stock still, glaring at this alien towering over him, feeling cheated and shocked. It wasn't fair. But he thought about it nonetheless not seeing any choice.
"Ok, what type of food is it you want to find?" Jake asked in defiant manner.
The alien turned to the alien beside him, as if requesting approval and with a gentle nod from the other, his gaze returned to Jake and said "A dragon's egg."
Jake, his brother and Alex dropped their jaws, paused and then burst into laughter!
The aliens didn't seem to understand what was happening and the tallest asked "What is it that you find so funny?"
Jake, holding his stomach with laughter, which sounded like high pitched squeaking, said "Dragon's don't exist!"
The alien walked close to Jake and the others and then slowly lowered his towering figure so that his face was right in front of Jake and whispered "Oh yes they do Earthling. Yes they do..."
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