Now it just so happened that a few decades earlier there had been a craze in Westerns on
Saturday mornings as well as a interest in Puff the Magic Dragon and werewolf horror movies
at the local Drive In's and the 1960s version of The Avengers.
So some brilliant TV writer had dreamed up a kids show where President Abraham Licoln's
Treasury Man got mixed up with a giant purple dragon in a bowler hat in a Indian Reservation
where a class of kiddie were-dragons were sorting out lifes lessons.
The giant purple dragon was named Mr Sparks and the short lived show was called
"Good Morning Mr Sparks"
One of the networks had run 13 episodes and one of the byproducts of the marketing
had been a stuffed purple dragon with a bowler hat and psychadelic hippie clothes with bell bottom
pants and lots of other stuff.
Over the decades from Mr Sparks manufacture in 1967 he'd lost his various accessories
and just looked like a 4 foot tall stuffed purple dragon with a silly grin.
So it was that Jeff made his wish and the amulet shot a beam of magical energy at the purple dragon toy.
Mr Sparks began to grow bigger,his fur receded as scales sprouted out,his snout lengthened
and soon a one ton dragon with a jaded view of the world was moving its slitted reptillian
eyes about the room as the beast softly lowered itself to a quadraped position and his
brain started filling with thoughts rather then cotton stuffing.
Mr Sparks softly padded over to Jeff's bed and with a outstretched claw,slowly and very carefully
removed the amulet from the girls hands and put it away for safekeeping.
Then the beasty say on its haunches and mulled over its new purpose in life,to
help the confused 5 year old girl out of her situation.
A solution eluded him,so he quietly tiptoed out of the shared bedroom and crept
into the bedroom where mother lay sleeping.
Mother woke up and was about to scream like bloody hell at the sight
of mr Sparks,but a hastily placed forepaw over her mouth muffled the scream.
The purple dragon patiently waited for mother to quiet down,then released his paw when she
nodded agreement not to scream .
Mr Sparks was of course the toy her mother had bought her when she was a
little girl in 1967.
She gave the well muscled dragon standing beside her bed a second look.
" So,did Cody Masterson ever catch the one armed man?" she asked him
as a way to break the awkward silence.