The Great Mighty Poo Novels & Stories

When the warm air from the heater hit her, she smiled, a cozy feeling overcoming her. Brady pulled away from the curb and headed toward the diner. They admired the Christmas lights as they went, pointing out the prettiest houses to one another. When Brady saw a huge inflatable dog, they both oohed. It was black and white, much like Pooch. “Do you think that could be Pooch’s house?” Brady asked with a chuckle that indicated he was joking.

Lucas yells very animatedly, "Poo, look, it's full of poo!" As the sound penetrates Rory's ears, he can't help but frown. "All right, hop up here, and I'll read you about the dinosaur that pored all over Christmas." He grins while sitting on my lap and looks up at me. He mutters, "Who the fuck writes this shite?" as Lucas ascends his body. He loses his mind when Rory collapses over and yells out in pain. When they are using you as a climbing frame, he will learn from having a young child that it is important to safeguard the nuts.

But not everything about me is good. "Sis!" Boogey came running down the stairs and almost tripped on the last step. Luckily, I caught him. I don't think I could do the same for his brother. Zeus was six. He used to say he was the boogeyman, that's why I called him Boogey. He was a sweet little thing. He looked more Japanese, like their mother. Toby, on the other hand, took after their American father. "Do you like cake?" He said, climbing on top of my lap. I nodded. "You shouldn't eat too much cake or else your teeth will fall off." He whispered in my ear and pointed at his missing front tooth.

They were good at it. My heart would have beat louder if I was an amateur dragon. But I was blessed with a mature dragon. When they brought the box and opened it, the Mighty Heart shined like a star and it started beating again. It recognized me. And it knew that I was close to it, closer than ever. The whole crowd was amazed when they saw what the mighty heart did. But no one except for me and my four allies, knew that it was me who made the Mighty Heart start beating again. I was happy in my heart that at least, my people, who were suffering. That heartbeat would lessen their suffering.