The Unbreakable Easter Egg

There once was an unbreakable hardboiled Egg.

It was discovered, one Easter, when a little girl called Emily; having painted a pretty face upon it with food colouring, was about to eat it with a tea spoon.

But when she hit it with a spoon it merely bent the handle of the spoon.

She tried three more tea spoons but these all got bent as well.

She tried a table spoon but this did no better; in fact the bowl of the table spoon broke off the handle.

She tried hitting it with a soup ladle but it didn’t even leave a single scratch upon the shell.

So then she showed it to her mother and her mother tried hitting it with all kinds of things; a rolling pin; a meat tenderizer; a frying pan and a broom but the frying pan only got dented and the handle of the broom broke in two and her mother had to buy another one.

So then she took it to her father and her father tried to break the shell as well; hitting it with a hammer; drilling it with an electric drill and burning it with a welders blow torch but, still, the egg refused to crack and instead had broken her father’s hammer; blunted his drill and exhausted all the fuel in his blow torch.

They tried lots of things to try and break the egg. They ran over it in the family car but the car tires only burst. They threw it out of a very tall building but it made a hole in the road and they even asked a nearby road worker to drive over it with his steam roller but that only made his steam roller run out of steam whilst leaving an egg shaped dent in his roller.

And so, out of desperation, they took the egg to a top Eggologist; the most renowned expert in eggs in the whole country and he tried all kinds of things to crack the egg aswell; he used a diamond drill but the diamond drill wore away to nothing; he used the most powerful laser beam in the whole world but the egg didn’t even get hot.

Finally he surrounded the egg with nuclear bombs for a controlled nuclear explosion and, watching from the safety of a bomb proof bunker, Emily and her mum and dad saw the egg hurled up in the air by a ginormous mushroom cloud.

However, when the egg came back down to earth again, landing in the middle of a deep crater caused by the explosion, it was perfectly unharmed and wasn’t even radioactive.

“I tell you I’m mystified”, said the Eggologist, scratching his head and looking puzzled, “I’ve never seen an egg like it in all my life”.

But, just then, they heard a rumble like the earth shaking but it wasn’t the earth shaking; it was the shell of the unbreakable egg beginning to crack as something started to hatch out.

“Oh my”, said Emily’s mother, gasping as a baby creature crawled from the egg that was unlike anything she had ever seen before, “Whatever can it be?”.

“It’s a baby dragon”, said Emily picking up the little pink scaly creature with a tiny golden horn at the end of its nose and two flapping wings and smiling as she held it in her hand, “I think I’ll call it…um…Daphne”.

And that is how Daphne the dragon came to live with Emily and her parents and they all lived very happily ever after.