was your foot in the bucket in the first place?â said Brat.
âBukkit sleep on my foot to stop bukkit theefs stealing her,â said Scraper.
âRight.â
âBukkit theefs come in night and kidsnaps bukkits, erryone noes that.â
âToday we will rest,â Brat announced. âAnd tomorrow we will begin to make plans.â
âOoh, I like them.â
âWhat?â
âPlans,â said Scraper. âSpecially the red ones cos they got the sweetest, but be careful not swallow stones.â
âThatâs plums, you idiot.â
âYou make some tomorrow?â
Brat walked into the shadows at the back of the cave and hit his head against a rock until he felt a bit less desperate.
âYou too, eh?â said a voice in the darkness.
âWhoâs there?â said Brat.
âThat depends,â said the voice.
âOn what?â
âOn who you are.â
âI am the real King Arthur,â said Brat. âOr I was until last week, when everyone ganged up on me and pretended I wasnât and installed a fake puppet on the throne.â
âI know,â said the voice. âThat puppet turned my dad into a jelly baby. Can you believe it, my dad, once the mighty King of Dragons, sworn enemy of allhumans, has formed an alliance with that puppet.â
âAre you a, umm, er, are you a dragon?â said Brat, backing away from the darkness.
âI am indeed,â said the voice. âI am Bloat, son of Spikeweed, once the greatest Dragon King who ever lived, but now as noble as a baby rabbit in a nappy. Alliance with humans, I ask you. No offence.â
âNone taken,â said Brat. âBut listen. It seems to me that we are on the same side.â
âBut youâre a human,â said Bloat, âand Iâm a dragon. Weâre supposed to be enemies.â
âTrue,â said Brat, âbut it seems as if right now, we both want the same thing. I mean, if I was King again, I can assure you there would be no treaties with any dragons.â
âI likes treaties,â said Scraper. âChoccy-covered nuckles are best treaties. I likes them.â
âShut up,â said Brat and Bloat at the same time.
âSo what are you going to do about it?â said Bloat. âHow are you going to get the throne back?â
âI am going to do a revolution.â
âWell, I know I said dragons making alliances with humans was against nature,â said Bloat, âbut maybethatâs exactly what you and I should do. You know, just until you got the throne back again, only temporary.â
âYes, temporary would be all right,â said Brat, âjust until Iâm King again. Then weâd stop having the alliance and be enemies again.â
âYeah,â said Bloat. âMan against dragon again, just like the good old days.â
âYeah.â
â âCept you and me wouldnât kill each other, would we?â said Bloat.
âOh no, not you and me, but all the other humans and dragons would start fighting each other again,â said Brat. âYou and me could have like a little treaty just for us that no one else knows about.â
âCan I have one?â said Scraper.
âWhat?â
âA little treatie, chocolate one.â
âSHUT UP.â
âSo where are your headquarters and your rebel army and all your weapons?â said Bloat. âI mean, whenâs it all going to happen?â
âThis is the headquarters. Here,â said Brat.
âAnd the army?â
âWeâre still recruiting.â
âWeapons?â
âLook at all these rocks,â said Brat. âTheyâre my secret weapon.â
âSecret?â
âYes, because the enemy wonât realise theyâre weapons,â said Brat. âTheyâll think theyâre just rocks.â
âThey are just rocks,â said Bloat.
âI know. Brilliant,