Tom and Jerry: The Lost Dragon Page #3

You do have to keep it warm, though.

Come on.

Ooh!

[GRUNTING]

Hey.

[GRUNTING]

There'll be some cream in it for you.

But you cannot move from the egg.

Hmm, I just have to find out

what kind of egg it is.

[CROWS]

Ah-ah-ah.

[SNIFFING]

No, no, no, hmm, no.

Oh, that's it!

It's a dragon's egg.

Tom, you're supposed to be with the egg.

Oh, my, it's hatching.

Mama?

[CHUCKLES]

Tom, he thinks you're his mother.

[COUGHS]

Heh, what a cute little puff.

I'm gonna name you Puffy.

[SNEEZES]

[SIGHS]

Oh, such a sweet baby.

We're just gonna have to take care of him.

Though this is the first dragon

we've ever had.

I'll talk to Kaldorf tomorrow.

He'll know what to do.

Mama.

[GROWLING]

[CROWS]

[THUDS]

Mama, heh.

Heh, good morning, Tom.

How's our Puffy doing?

Now, keep an eye on him.

Morning, Jerry.

Don't forget to make your bed.

Breakfast. Bread.

[ALL CHIRPING]

[PUFFY SLURPING]

Like the cream, Tom?

I got it special for you, just like I said.

Mama.

[HICCUPS]

[THUDS]

[CHUCKLES]

[BOTH LAUGHING]

[GASPS]

PUFFY:

Mama.

Tom, you're supposed to be watching Puffy.

Huh. Where'd he go?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[WHISTLES]

PUFFY:

Mama!

Oh, no.

[CHATTERING]

Higher, higher.

A little higher.

Huh?

EMILY:

Higher.

[PUFFY YELPING]

Higher.

A little higher. Oh, perfect.

[SNEEZES]

[SNIFFS]

Gesundheit.

[EMILY SHOUTING]

[GROANS]

[IMITATING FLY]

[EMILY GRUNTS]

That's it! You've used up

the last of my patience, fleabag.

[GROANING]

[CHUCKLES]

ATHENA:

Oh, that was close.

If the Elf Elders knew I had

a dragon in town...

KALDORF:
You would be banished.

- Huh! Kaldorf.

They think only witches consorf

with the likes of ogres and dragons.

- Oh, uh, I was going to tell you.

- Well, now I know.

Well, what should I do?

Send him back to the wild

where he belongs.

- But he's a helpless baby.

- You have no choice, Athena.

Your little friend here would be all the proof

they need to cast you out.

I can no longer protect you from them.

I'm getting too old.

- Promise me you'll do as I say.

- Uh, but...

Promise.

- Well, I mean, uh...

- Athena.

Okay, I promise.

It's for your own good, young lady.

Okay, boys, take Puffy back to our house.

I didn't say when I'd do it.

I will send Puffy away...

...when he's older and can fend for himself.

Until then,

somebody's gotta take care of him.

I'll find a cage to make sure

he doesn't get away again.

See you back at the house.

[PUFFY GRUNTS]

[SOBBING]

Mama.

Ha.

Mama.

Mama! Mama!

Mama!

Mama.

Mama. Heh.

[SIGHS]

[CATS LAUGHING]

TIN:

Well, look in here, heh.

If it ain't Tommy boy.

Remember us, Auntie's favorites?

Why, you got what we've been looking for.

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