Janet lived in a bright BioDome. She was a small girl. She wore a tall red hat. She was an apprentice witch. She was shy but brave. She cared for green plants and tiny bugs. She practiced gentle magic with her little wand. She loved quiet mornings in the BioDome. She whispered to leaves.
One sunny day, Janet found a tiny egg. It lay among golden moss. The egg shimmered faintly. Janet felt a flutter in her heart. She had never seen a dragon egg. She carried it carefully. She wrapped it in soft cloth. She hurried to find help.
Flower appeared with a sparkle. Flower was a playful fairy. She had bright wings. She loved to giggle. She danced in the air. She wore a skirt of petals. She smelled like fresh rain. She hovered beside Janet. She saw the egg. She gasped with joy.
"A dragon egg!" Flower cried. "We must keep it warm!" Janet nodded. She felt nervous. She touched the egg gently. She cast a small heat spell. It glowed warm. Flower clapped her hands. She flitted around. She sprinkled fairy dust. The dust glowed. The egg felt snug.
At noon, the BioDome grew cold. Clouds rolled above the glass. The temperature dropped. The moss felt damp. Janet and Flower shivered. They huddled near the egg. Janet spoke softly. "I wish for warmth." She tapped the egg with her wand. Flower whispered words of cheer.
Suddenly, a gentle hum filled the dome. Warm light glowed at the walls. A cluster of sunflowers turned toward the egg. Their petals opened wide. They glowed gold. Flowers and vines formed a warm nest. The egg glowed bright. Heat spread softly. Janet smiled.
As evening came, a roar echoed outside the nest. The ground trembled. Dust fell from the dome. Janet held Flower close. The egg trembled too. A large shadow filled the dome door. Two glowing eyes peered in.
A great dragon stood at the entrance. Scales gleamed emerald green. Smoke curled from its nostrils. Janet’s broom rattled by itself. Flower fluttered fast. The dragon’s voice rumbled, "Who has my egg?"
Janet swallowed hard. She stepped forward. "I found it alone," she said. "I kept it safe." Flower hovered at her shoulder. "We did our best to warm it. We wanted to help."
The dragon sniffed the air. It looked at the egg nestled in flowers. It softened its gaze. "You cared for it," the dragon said. "You kept it safe." Janet nodded. She felt pride and relief. Flower let out a happy giggle.
The dragon bent its great head. It nudged Janet’s hand. "Thank you," it said. "You have brave hearts. You helped my egg hatch." Janet felt tears of joy. Flower’s wings glowed with happiness.
A crack sounded from the egg. Tiny pieces fell away. A soft chirp echoed in the dome. The egg split open. A baby dragon poked out its head. It blinked at Janet. It poked at Flower. It breathed a small puff of smoke.
Janet lifted the little dragon. She wrapped it in her cloak. It nuzzled her cheek. She laughed softly. Flower danced around them. She sang a tiny song. The dome shone with bright light.
The parent dragon lowered its wing. It nudged Janet’s cloak. It dropped a single emerald scale at her feet. "A gift for your kindness," it said. Janet touched the scale. It was warm and smooth.
Janet bowed. "Thank you," she whispered. Flower curtsied too. The little dragon chirped and curled in Janet’s arms. The parent dragon roared softly. It spread its wings and carried its baby outside.
Janet watched them go. She held the emerald scale. She felt proud and happy. She turned to Flower. "We did it," she said. Flower beamed. "Yes! We did it together!" she cried.
That night, the BioDome glowed in moonlight. Fireflies danced among the plants. Janet placed the scale on a silver tray. She stared at it with wonder. The scale shimmered in soft green light.
Janet climbed into her small bed. Flower hovered above her. "Sleep well, brave Janet," Flower said. Janet yawned. "Good night, Flower. Good night, egg scale." She closed her eyes.
In her dreams, Janet flew on dragon wings. She soared over golden forests and glass domes. She felt warm sun on her face. She felt safe and proud.
The next morning, Janet woke with a smile. She touched the emerald scale. It glowed a gentle light. She knew it would remind her of courage and friendship.
Janet and Flower tended the plants in the BioDome. They laughed and chatted. The air felt bright with magic. Janet felt her heart grow. She knew she was no longer just a shy girl. She was a brave apprentice witch.
And in a far field, a baby dragon peeked out and puffed a happy smoke ring into the sky. The world felt bigger now. And every corner of the BioDome sparkled with promise and delight.