Key to the meaning of all widgets in the story.
Once upon a time, there was a little Blue Boy who lived near the hood. People called him Blue Boy Hoody.
One morning Blue Boy Hoody asked his parents if he could go visit his Uncle in the White House in the middle of the hood.
His parents and little village made him a nice basket of wishes to take to his Uncle.
When the basket was ready, the little boy put on his blue hoodie and waved good by.
“Remember, go straight to your Uncles,” cautioned the crowd. “Don’t dawdle along the way and don’t talk to strange animals. The world is a dangerous place.”
“Don’t worry, everyone,” said Blue Boy Hoody, “I will use common sense,”
When Blue Boy Hoody went deep into the hood he noticed a Bee and and Ant fluttering abound some flowers showing Blue Boy Hoody the beauty that lay around him. That was not strange.
They flew near a Spider and his web of deception, the ultimate lie. Blue Boy Hoody shoved them clear of the web. The Spider lurched. This was strange.
A Cat and Dog went by, that was not strange.
Out of no where a Raccoon appeared and scared them all, that was strange.
The Dog calmed the Cat with a lick to its forehead and continued on, reminding Blue Boy Hoody that love can calm fear.
A little ways more and a beautiful Blue garden Bird appeared, as Blue Boy Hoody followed him with his eyes he was reminded of the great beauty all around him. That was not strange.
Then a Crow flew in and dive bombed the garden Blue Bird who had to dodge him. The squawking was drowning out the lovely song of the blue bird. That was strange. Blue Boy Hoody shooed away the crow.
A little ways more a Turtle and Rabbit were building a burrow. That was not strange.
But a Coyote appeared and started to attack the Turtle who went into its shell, and the Rabbit who disappeared into its burrow. Everything they had been working on came to a sudden halt. That was strange.
He was going to shoo away the Coyote but he hesitated. He was getting use to the strange.
Blue Boy Hoody began to dilly dally watching the Spiders, Raccoons, Crows, and Coyotes that the woods contained. He was so engrossed with wonderment and awe at the audacity of their boldness that he did not notice a dark shadow approaching out of the forest behind him.
Suddenly, a Dragon appeared beside him.
“What are you doing out here, little boy?” the Dragon asked in a voice as friendly as he could muster.
“I’m on my way to see my Uncle who lives through the hood, near the Bank,” Little Blue Boy Hoody replied. “My Uncle is sick and needs a job. Others have taken his.”
Then he realized how late he was and quickly excused himself, rushing down the path to his Uncle’s White House.
The Dragon, in the meantime, took a shortcut….
The Dragon, a little out of breath from running, arrived at Uncle’s and knocked lightly at the door.
“Oh thank goodness! Come in, come in! I was worried sick that something had happened to you in the hood,” said Uncle thinking that the knock was his Nephew.
The Dragon let himself in. Poor Uncle did not have time to say another word, before the Dragon gobbled him up.
The Dragon let out a satisfied Tweet, and then poked through Uncle’s wardrobe to find a nightshirt that he liked. He added a sleeping cap, and for good measure, dabbed some of Uncles’s cologne behind his pointy horns.
A few minutes later, Blue Boy Hoody knocked on the door. The Dragon jumped into the bed. ‘’Who is it?” he called in a cackle voice with a wisp of smoke.
“It’s me, Little Blue Boy Hoody.”
“Oh, how lovely! Do come in, my dear,” croaked the Dragon.
When Blue Boy Hoody entered the white house, he could scarcely recognize his Uncle.
“Uncle! Your voice sounds so cold. Is something the matter?” he asked.
“Oh, I’m fighting a virus,” squeaked the Dragon adding a cough at the end to prove the point.
“But Uncle! What big cobwebs in your eyes,” said Little Blue Boy Hoody as he edged closer to the bed.
“The better to see reality, my dear,” replied the Dragon.
“But Uncle! You have Raccoons in Bed with you,” said Little Blue Boy Hoody.
“All the better to scare away evil, my dear,” replied the Dragon.
“But Uncle! You have Crows all around the room,” said Little Blue Boy Hoody.
“All the better to drown out bad thoughts, my dear,” replied the Dragon.
“But Uncle! You have Coyotes with big teeth sitting around us,” said Little Blue Boy Hoody.
“The better to eat you with, my dear,” roared the Dragon blowing fire from his mouth as he leaped out of the bed and the Spiders, Raccoons, Crows, and Coyotes began to chase Blue Boy Hoody.
Almost too late, Little Blue Boy Hoody realized that the person in the bed in the White House was not his Uncle Sam, but a hungry Dragon and his entourage.
He ran across the room and through the door, shouting, “Help! Dragon!” as loudly as he could.
A Conscious Choice Rally Leader who was conducting a Rally nearby heard his cry and ran towards the cottage as fast as he and the people around him could.
He grabbed the Dragon and made him spit out the truth and spit out Uncle, who was a bit dazzled by the whole experience, but still in one piece, as the others rounded up the Spiders, Raccoons, Crows, and Coyotes.
Or was Uncle really ok, he looked weak and fading? “Medic,” Blue Boy Hoody yelled, but no medic was available, they had been discontinued.
“Why are there so many dangerous animals around us?” yelled Blue Boy Hoody. “Where are the Research Scientist?” They too had been discontinued.
Getting a little disconcerted Blue Boy Hoody called for media coverage, so the rest of the world could see what happened and alert others to the danger. “Camera Men!” he yelled.
They came streaming in, but all their lenses had caps with spider webs. This was a bit disconcerting.
Just then lightning struck and thunder as the sky was full of Dragons. There was a huge missile explosion and everything was in disarray. Everyone began to scatter and head for shelter. But there was a huge wall trapping them in.
“Was this only a dream? Wake Up, make the nightmare go away,” Yelled Blue Boy Hoody to himself.