The Night Alfie Forgot to Brush
It had been a long day aboard the Black Dragon’s Foot.
Alfie was tired from training, and the glowing stars outside the window looked soft and sleepy.
“Come on, Alfie,” said Captain Skull Fire, “even Red Dragon Warriors need clean teeth!”
Alfie groaned. “Just one night off won’t hurt…”
He yawned, slipped into bed, and drifted off without brushing.
That’s when the trouble began.
The Rise of the Foamy Fiend
Down in the ship’s washroom, Alfie’s toothbrush began to glow.
The leftover toothpaste started to bubble, and bubble… and bubble!
It oozed over the sink, grew eyes, and shouted in a gurgly voice:
“NO BRUSHING MEANS I MUST BRUSH YOU!”
The toothpaste blobs merged into a giant, wobbly creature with bristles for arms and minty breath that could melt steel. It stomped down the hallway, spraying foam like a volcano.
The Crew Wakes Up
Alarms blared.
Cluckles squawked from his perch: “Enemy detected! Smells like peppermint!”
Eoin ran in with his laser tag blaster, slipping on bubbles.
JJ grabbed his sword but got a blob stuck on his helmet.
Penny and Laragh used their glowing braids to pull friends free, shouting, “It’s so slimy!”
Skull Fire arrived last, holding a giant space-plunger.
“By the stars, what is that thing?”
The Battle of the Bathroom
The monster roared and lunged at Alfie, shouting,
“BRUSH! BRUSH! BRUSH!”
Alfie dodged, wiped foam from his face, and called, “Team Formation Delta—Sparkly Smiles!”
He struck a kata stance, kicked through a wall of bubbles, and twirled into a roundhouse that burst the monster’s arm into minty mist.
Cluckles dived from above with a karate-wing chop.
“Taste the clean side of justice!”
Charlie tossed Alfie a bottle labeled Mouthwash of Destiny.
Alfie grinned. “Perfect!”
He poured it into the monster’s mouth—glug glug glug—
and the creature froze, turned blue, and shrank back into a harmless tube of toothpaste.
The Lesson
Later, the crew stood in the sparkling-clean hallway.
Even the ship smelled minty fresh.
Skull Fire crossed his flaming arms. “So, Alfie… what have we learned tonight?”
Alfie sighed but smiled. “Never skip brushing my teeth. Ever. Again.”
Cluckles winked. “Especially before space breakfast.”
They all laughed as the Black Dragon’s Foot sailed onward, gleaming like it had just been polished by the universe itself.
THE END
(of Story 1 — Next up: Cluckles: Ninja Chicken at Large!)