Jackson loved dragons! He had books about dragons, toys shaped like dragons, and even pajamas with fiery dragon scales. One day, while playing with his toy dragon, Jacob, Jackson's furry best friend, barked excitedly.
"What is it, Jacob?" asked Jackson.
Jacob barked again and ran to the bookshelf, pawing at a book about volcanoes. "Volcanoes? Why are you showing me volcanoes?" wondered Jackson. But then he remembered his homework! He had to write a story about a magical place, and he had chosen a volcano!
Suddenly, the room began to shake! The book about volcanoes glowed with a bright light! Before Jackson could even blink, he and Jacob were sucked into the pages of the book!
They landed with a thump on a cloud of ash! Everything around them glowed with an orange light. "Whoa! It's hot here, Jacob!" exclaimed Jackson.
In front of them was a giant volcano, rumbling and grumbling. Hot lava bubbled and flowed down its sides like fiery rivers. But the most amazing thing was the witch flying around the volcano’s peak on her broomstick!
“A real witch! Maybe she can help me with my homework,” whispered Jackson.
With Jacob bounding excitedly beside him, Jackson carefully climbed the side of the volcano. It was hard work! The ground was hot, and the air was thick with smoke. But Jackson was brave, and his robot arms helped him climb the steep slopes.
Finally, they reached the top. The witch, who was stirring a bubbling cauldron, smiled at them. She had kind eyes and a pointy hat covered in sparkling stars.
“Well, hello there!” boomed the witch. “What brings a young man and his furry friend to my volcano?”
“Hi!” said Jackson. “I’m Jackson, and this is Jacob. I’m writing a story about a magical place for homework, and I thought a volcano would be perfect! But I need help making it extra special.”
The witch chuckled. “A story about a volcano, you say? Well, you’ve come to the right place! I know all sorts of magical tales about volcanoes. In fact, this very volcano erupts with words every full moon!”
“Words?” asked Jackson.
“Yes, words!” exclaimed the witch. “Words filled with stories and adventures. They fly out with the lava and land all over the world, inspiring people to write and dream!”
Jackson’s eyes widened. “That’s amazing! I wish I could catch some of those words for my story.”
“You can!” the witch winked. She pointed to a giant, shimmering net woven from starlight. “This net will catch the words, but you need to be quick! They fly fast!”
As the moon rose high in the sky, the volcano rumbled and shook. Suddenly, it erupted with a shower of glowing words! Jackson, with his robot arms working quickly, caught a whole bunch in the net. They sparkled with stories of fire giants, talking animals, and brave children who loved dragons!
“Thank you!” shouted Jackson, over the roar of the volcano. “These words are perfect! My homework will be the best in class!”
The witch smiled. “Learning is always an adventure,” she said.
Then, with a wave of her hand, she sent Jackson and Jacob swirling back to their living room. The book about volcanoes lay open on the floor, still warm from their adventure. Jackson, his head full of incredible stories, began to write. Thanks to the witch and her volcano of words, he knew his story would be amazing!
