
Although... I gave it a moral, sooooo...

The Toy Plane, The Dragon, And The Unicorn
On a couch in a quaint home in the coast city of Berkfort, a young boy lay fast asleep. When it was certain he would not wake for several hours, Robbie the toy plane wheeled himself out from under the blanket, down to the floor, and out the cat door. He stared up into the sky, dreaming that he could fly among the clouds like a real plane. Suddenly, a beautiful white dragon with a black diamond pattern down its spine and tail swooped low over the house.
With her sharp eyes, the dragon spotted Robbie easily and landed as he flagged her down.
"Please dragon." Robbie said. "Will you teach me how to get off the ground so I can soar through the air like you?
"First off, my name is Katie." Replied the dragon, lips curling back as she spoke to reveal sharp teeth. "Second, even if I could help you, I don't think I would. You are only a child’s toy, after all, and have nothing that I would want."
"But I could be so much more than that, if only I could fly!" Robbie wheeled himself up to the dragon, which seemed to be thinking.
"Well..." She began. "I do know someone who might be able to help you. Tell me, how strong is your will to fly?"
"Very, VERY strong!" Robbie said.
"Then come with me." Katie said, reaching out with a taloned foot. Robbie wheeled himself onto her paw and she took off with the little plane hanging on tightly. She headed for an enchanted forest just outside of the city.
Not much time later, the pair was wandering through the trees. "Who are we trying to find?" asked Robbie.
Katie reached forwards and swiped a vine out of the way with her wing, revealing a unicorn in a small clearing with a pond and a small stream.
"Her." She pointed. "Beck is a unicorn whose magic may be used to grant wishes, if they are strong enough."
The unicorn named Becky looked up. "Right you are, Katie. Good to see you, by the way. Now who is this?" Becky asked, seeing the little toy plane.
"My name is Robbie." He said, wheeling himself over to her. "May I have the ability to fly?"
"If you so wish it, it will be." Becky said. "Now pull a piece of my hair out." Robbie did so. "Ouch. There. Keep that with you. As long as you are in possession of that hair, you will be able to fly." Becky told him.
Katie helped tie the hair around Robbie's wings. "Have a good high flying life."
"Oh, thank you so much!" Robbie shouted to Becky as she trotted off into the forest. "Ad Katie, thank YOU too, for getting me here, and helping me fulfill my wish! Although I think I can get myself home now." He said, smiling.
Katie waved with her wing as Robbie buzzed off into the air, and towards his home, happy to see that she was able to help him get his wish.
The End.
The moral of this story is to never give up wishing.