Author's Note: Have you ever watched the Annoying Orange episodes on YouTube? I have because I decided to work on a Spyro short story with the Annoying Orange. Enjoy.

On his first day at the fruit garden, Spyro walked by the apple bushes. "These apples sure are looking good," he said. "I sure can't wait to get some, but I don't wanna be a thief to the fruit garden." He then left the bushes with a chuckle.

Spyro walked around the orange bushes, but as he looked at them, a voice from out of nowhere said, "Hey there!"

"What the...? Who said that?" Spyro asked as he looked around in confusion.

"I'm over here!"

"Where?" Suddenly, he spotted an orange with a face. "Gah! What the heck is this?"

"Hello, I'm an orange," the orange said.

"I know, but how can you talk? Fruits don't talk."

"And what are you suppose to be, a lizard with wings and horns?"

"No, I'm a dragon."

"A dragon? You look more like a flying lizard with horns. Hahahahahaha!"

"Hey, that's not funny," Spyro said, getting a little annoyed.

"Geez, you are a lizard."

"No, I'm a dragon!"

"Dragon? More like 'drizard'. Hahahahahaha!"

"You're not funny, pal!" Spyro said, getting more annoyed while shaking his head.

"Hey, dragon!"

"What?"

"How'd you get purple scales? From eating a lot of plums and eggplants? Hahahahahaha!"

"No! I was born with purple scales! Dragons can be born with different colors of scales!"

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah!"

"Geez, you don't need to be such a sour drizard. Hahahahahaha!"

Spyro growled. "For the last time, I'm a dragon! Get it in your head, you pesky fruit!"

"Hey, dragon!"

"What?"

"Knock, knock."

"Who's there?"

"Knock, knock," the orange repeated.

"I already said 'Who's there?' Just tell me."

"Knock, knock."

Spyro growled. "Who's there, darn it?"

"Knock, knock."

"Just answer the stupid question already! Who's there?"

"Cart."

Spyro's anger faded. "Wha-? Cart who?"

"Cart attack!"

Spyro turned to the right and screamed before the cart ran him over. "Ouch!" he cried.

"Ooh, that must've hurt, for a purple dragon. Dragon, you've been cartwheeled! Hahahahahaha!"

Spyro groaned while struggling to stand up. "Whatever. I'm getting out of here. I don't want to put up with this any longer." He then walked away.

"Hey, before you go, I got something to tell you," the orange said.

"What?" Spyro asked, turning back to the orange.

"Cart!"

"Cart?" He saw the cart zooming back to him and screamed before getting run over. "Ouch!" He then stood up and walked away from the garden. "Maybe I'll spend a few days in the temple until my wounds heal. Ouch."