Several years back, many years ago, an aeroplane crash landed into an unknown Rock Island. In this island was a cave and lurking around the cave was a petite dwarf, but life wasn't exactly easy for this young dwarf; he had to survive on rocks. every day was the same, he had put up with the horrible odour of the rotten rocks which wafted in the kitchen, then there was the uncomfortable rock bed, which every day gave the poor thing a back ache, and how could we forget the rock toothpaste and toothbrush and he wonders why he has bad breath.

Every day he hoped ,dreamt, wished for one thing and one thing only ... A friend, how sad his life story was. He woke up sat on his rock sofa and watched his rock TV and how boring it was to stare at a rock all day long, longing for a friend.