Rubharbcream

possibly could. Her favorite meals contained all sorts of things made of roots and vegetables. She also loved making cakes with all sorts of flavors of cream, and icings. When she was finished making any of her delicious meals, she would call out to all of the people living in the surrounding areas. Then she would hold a grand feast, and sometimes the people she would invite brought their own types of food as well.
immediately placed it in her cellar for safe keeping. "What sort of delicious things can I make from a purple ingredient such as this?", she thought to herself. The old woman loved inventing new recipes that would surprise her guests, and this egg was something she simply had to make into a wonderful recipe. While thinking, and thinking of a recipe many days past. As these days past; the egg began to grow. What the old woman did not know, was this egg had somehow found its way to her rubharb stash, and was absorbing it at an incredible rate. This had been going on for some time, when the woman decided she had created the perfect recipe for the purple egg. So she went down into her cellar to get all the ingredients for an incredible feast.
immediately ran to where the egg was supposed to be, and found a strange purple liquid instead. Curious about what was going on, she began to search her cellar for whatever she could find that was abnormal. As she searched throughout her cellar, she found the egg. However, it was three times its size. It was in front of where she stored her many types of cream. Through the bottom of the container, there was cream pouring out of it. As she watched in awe while the cream was mysteriously soaked up by the egg, cracks began to form in it. As soon as the cream had disappeared, the egg's cracks grew in number. When the cracks had covered the entirety of the egg, the egg burst. From the egg came a bright purple light, and this light began to float. It floated up the cellar stairs, and out into the area in front of the house. The old woman followed this light worriedly, and every once in a while she would try to capture it. When the light eventually stopped; the old woman found herself in the middle of a green field of rubharb.
possibly could carry. While the old woman was busy picking the rubharb, the light began to fade. As it faded, a baby dragon became visible. When the old woman noticed the baby dragon, she took a while to refrain from screaming. After a while of silence, the old woman noticed the color of the dragon, and thought to herself with a smile. "This little one probably ate too much rubharb and cream." She then looked at the dragon, and said "I supposed you must be rubharbcream." The dragon made a happy little squeak before flying off to who knows where.