Mistaken Identity

Photo courtesy DC Stultz

“Mom…look, a lizard,” Gordon cried out.

“Where is it, where is it?” Mom came running out of the home, and ran right out the gate. A shocked Gordon exclaimed, “The lizard is here, Mom, inside!”

Mom sheepishly replied, “I thought I’ll keep watch outside, to guard against its friends.”

A few seconds passed, and then Mom peeped over the wall, only to find herself staring straight into the piercing eyes of the creature, with Gordon casually dangling it by its tail.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” her shriek echoed through the neighborhood.

And then, she looked closely…and heaved a sigh of relief, “That’s not a lizard, Gordy, that’s a gecko.”

“Same difference, Mom,” Gordon responded.

But Mom seemed to have turned over a new leaf with the discovery. She took the creature from Gordon’s hand, and started twirling it around by its tail. Laughing, she remarked, “Lizards are ewwwww, yucky creatures…but geckos, they are….”

What geckos were in Mom’s opinion, Gordon was destined never to know, for at just that instant, the baby dragon in Mom’s hand decided that enough was enough, and let out a surprisingly intense burst of fire from its mouth, incinerating Mom from head to toe!

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199 words.

Written in response to the Sunday Photo Fiction challenge, hosted by Donna.

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