Fought With The Dragon

(I’m sitting by the window, and my brother is outside on the trampoline. Suddenly, he starts screaming, and I look up to see him running in circles. When he comes in a minute later…)

Me: “Am I right in guessing there was a bee on the trampoline?”

Brother: “Dragonfly.”

Me: “Dragonflies don’t sting.”

Brother: “Yeah, they do.”

Me: “No, they don’t.”

Brother: “It was chasing me.”

Me: “…”