Dragon Spikes and Castle Shadows

I gathered three shiny silver foil gum wrappers from the floor rug to complete the dragon armor before night settled in. Using my knees to clamp down the cardboard box helmet with the oval center cutout, I folded the foil into sharp, jagged triangular fins. With firm presses of my thumbs, I creased them along the top ridge like the menacing crest of El Dragón Negro! Propping the finished headpiece against the black amplifier speaker, I stood back and struck a thunderous fighting stance beside the sleeping Corgi-Chihuahua mix. The fortress of our ultimate nemesis won't stand a chance when the final showdown begins.