“That biker looked delicious!” the dragon shrieked in frustrated rage. “I would have loved to eat that biker! I would have loved that biker like an icon! Biker like an icon!”

Sir Ronald drew his sword.

“I have to kill you now,” the knight calmly explained. “The Lords Of Time have decreed that there can only be one cheesy song reference per ficlet chain, and I’m already here. Therefore, I must perform my sacred duty and eliminate you in the hope that the Great Balance may be restored before the Foul Gnippers Beyond Time come to edit us.”

The knight raised his shield and held the sword threateningly high over his head, to strike at the hungry dragon….