...The Story....
A llama story! Woohoo!
The llamas have decided to take on something new... a magical llama story! Check it out!
Suggestions? Send 'em in! *written and created by Senor Mini.* The sequel is also being written by Mini. Check that out too.
Suggestions? Send 'em in! *written and created by Senor Mini.* The sequel is also being written by Mini. Check that out too.
Chapta 1-Llamas
Ok. So, what do you want to read about? The origin of the Magical llamas? How fast can they go to the bathroom on Mr. Jenkin's lawn before he can come out and start spazzing? Or how about some random story about their greatest feat against their worst enemy? Well. I REALLY don't want to learn about the bathroom thing. And the origin sounds boring. So let's go with that feat story.
Once upon a time, there was a guy named Mr. Jenkins. Yep, the same one that I mentioned before. He was a fairly old man, about 60 or so. And very grumpy. Being single, it figured. He very much depended on his coffee in the morning to really get him awake. And if he forgot... uh, let's not talk about that. So anyway, after a nice sip of coffee, and a hot shower, he would go outside on his front porch and listen to the birds sing, and read his daily newspaper. But sometimes, he would come across those.. ok, being a narrator, I have to put things in exact words. So sometimes, he would come across those-*deep breath*- Slippin rippin bargadong ding dong craka dacka fickle trickle r-dizzle fo-shizzle my-nizzle off-the-hizzle-drizzle fudge-eating underpants poopie-bloopie ding-dong buttheads, also known as the three magical llamas. Why is he known to spazz out in front of the llamas, you ask? Well, let's just say that "those three llamas are nothing but trouble."
Now, these llamas aren't baaaaddddd, they are just known to pull a few pranks once in a while. In fact, they are actually nice llamas. They are even known to talk once in a while. (DO NOT say the nice stuff I was talking about to Mr. Jenkins.) Now, at that moment, while Mr. Jenkins was reading about that magnitude 7 earthquake that rumbled across Haiti, those exact llamas were hatching another one of their devious-uh, I mean creative- plans of theirs. Let us tune in to some of the action....
END OF Chapter 1. Next chapter coming soon!
Once upon a time, there was a guy named Mr. Jenkins. Yep, the same one that I mentioned before. He was a fairly old man, about 60 or so. And very grumpy. Being single, it figured. He very much depended on his coffee in the morning to really get him awake. And if he forgot... uh, let's not talk about that. So anyway, after a nice sip of coffee, and a hot shower, he would go outside on his front porch and listen to the birds sing, and read his daily newspaper. But sometimes, he would come across those.. ok, being a narrator, I have to put things in exact words. So sometimes, he would come across those-*deep breath*- Slippin rippin bargadong ding dong craka dacka fickle trickle r-dizzle fo-shizzle my-nizzle off-the-hizzle-drizzle fudge-eating underpants poopie-bloopie ding-dong buttheads, also known as the three magical llamas. Why is he known to spazz out in front of the llamas, you ask? Well, let's just say that "those three llamas are nothing but trouble."
Now, these llamas aren't baaaaddddd, they are just known to pull a few pranks once in a while. In fact, they are actually nice llamas. They are even known to talk once in a while. (DO NOT say the nice stuff I was talking about to Mr. Jenkins.) Now, at that moment, while Mr. Jenkins was reading about that magnitude 7 earthquake that rumbled across Haiti, those exact llamas were hatching another one of their devious-uh, I mean creative- plans of theirs. Let us tune in to some of the action....
END OF Chapter 1. Next chapter coming soon!
Chapta 2-A prank that leads to something big
Yay! Chapter 2! Alright, so lets hear what the llamas are planning, shall we? ....... "Heheh...this will be a good one." "Yeah, so here's the outline...." "Nice! Let's do it!" Ok, now let's go back to Mr. Jenkins, who had no idea what would happen in just a few seconds.... WOOOOOOOSSSH! Suddenly, a giant wave of water entered his house, flooding it. "Where in the jenkins did this water come from??" Mr. Jenkins shouted, obviously not knowing any swear words. Suddenly, it hit him. Those darn llamas!! he shouted, swimming towards to the front door to have a "talk" with those llamas. In the meantime, Senor Mini and Dr. Jorge ran to the back of Mr. Jenkin's small house. They had something in mind. They snuck up to his old lincoln, and beleive it or not, they snuck a cage of squirrels inside the old car. As Mr. Jenkins saw the llamas scurry across the street, he jumps in his car to chase after them - but a suprprise awaits him! As he climbs behind the wheel, starts the car and rapidly turns out of the driveway, a furry brown ball flies and hits the windshield of his old lincoln. He freezes suddenly, then shivers with fear as he realizes what's behind and in front of him - his greatest fear, squirrels! A chattering noise comes from the back seat - the cage, he realizes - and starts intensifying. Almost like that honda commercial, he thinks to himself. Squirrels start surrounding him, and they don't seem nice. Whoa, just like that dog in russia that got eaten by a bunch of squirrels, he thinks, and realizes that he has to face his biggest fear. He is surrounded by these furballs, and his only choice left is to hit the one on the handle and make a run for it - and so he does! He takes his shoe and hits it hard in the back, grabs the handle, and opens the car door, and jumps out onto the road. The squirrels aren't far behind, and start chasing him. The llamas watch and chuckle as the man runs away from the harmless animals. But were they harmless? A pack of squirrels swerved towards the llamas, with their mouths foaming and eyes all bloody. One jumped and dove at Dr. Jorge - poor guy... the squirrel would have bit his arm off. Next thing you know, Dr. Jorge wakes up from this horrid nightmare. That was all nonsense - Mr. Jenkins is a vet - he kills squirrels for a living. No one messes with him either. The magical llamas barely even knew the guy, too, and as Dr. Jorge woke up that morning, nothing could have prepared him for what was going to happen that day, to him and the other llamas too. Nothing. The dream was outragous! Him, Flip and Stir only nicknamed themselves the magical llamas, out of pure boredom. So that dream couldn't have been real. Or could it?
Chapta 3-Maybe it was real...
Berz, who always had the craziest dreams, didn't think otherwise. It was about 7:00, almost time for school. He put on some jeans, T-shirt and sweatshirt and put together his things. Binder, check. Backpack, check. Homework, check. Extra school books, check. His parents were still dozing, so he decided not to wake them up. He put together some nutella-covered toast and hot chocolate. After a quick gobble-gobble of his breakfast he ran outside-5 minutes to get to school. Luckily, he lived a short 3-minute's walk away. Running to school, less than 1 minute. As he entered the building, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. It was a flower. He knew that he was allergic to pollen, so he had better not go near it.
After the last bell had rung, Berz leaped out happily outside with the other kids. He had gotten all A+s on his latest report card-yes! He ran home, eager to tell his parents about it. But suddenly, one of those same flowers that he had seen that morning blew into his face. And when your really happy, you would want to open your mouth and shout, right? Ahem. Well, that's kind of what he did at the exact moment the flower was blowing into his face. And guess what? It flew right into Berz's mouth-and he swallowed it.
A few hours later, Berz was sitting in his living room, watching Monday-Night football with his dad. He was feeling fine. No allergic reaction. It was strange, but Berz was relieved. Little did he know that there would be a big surprise waiting for him the next morning.....
Berz yawned as he got out of bed the next morning. He felt awfully strange. Was it a cramp? No. It wasn't a pain. When he went to brush his teeth, he saw something in the mirror that shocked him: himself. He was staring at a llama. How had he turned into a llama?? "Berz," his mother called. "Time to wake up." Oh no, he thought. What will my mom think? Of all the days, today had to be the day when his mother could go to work late. "Uh, coming mom." Berz scrambled to find some clothes that would hide his thick fur, and big mouth, etc. 10 minutes later, he still didn't find anything. Not even a perfect report card could cover for this. Wait... Berz remembered something. He and his two best friends Slip and Stir were llamas in his dream! Could his dream have been showing the future?
After the last bell had rung, Berz leaped out happily outside with the other kids. He had gotten all A+s on his latest report card-yes! He ran home, eager to tell his parents about it. But suddenly, one of those same flowers that he had seen that morning blew into his face. And when your really happy, you would want to open your mouth and shout, right? Ahem. Well, that's kind of what he did at the exact moment the flower was blowing into his face. And guess what? It flew right into Berz's mouth-and he swallowed it.
A few hours later, Berz was sitting in his living room, watching Monday-Night football with his dad. He was feeling fine. No allergic reaction. It was strange, but Berz was relieved. Little did he know that there would be a big surprise waiting for him the next morning.....
Berz yawned as he got out of bed the next morning. He felt awfully strange. Was it a cramp? No. It wasn't a pain. When he went to brush his teeth, he saw something in the mirror that shocked him: himself. He was staring at a llama. How had he turned into a llama?? "Berz," his mother called. "Time to wake up." Oh no, he thought. What will my mom think? Of all the days, today had to be the day when his mother could go to work late. "Uh, coming mom." Berz scrambled to find some clothes that would hide his thick fur, and big mouth, etc. 10 minutes later, he still didn't find anything. Not even a perfect report card could cover for this. Wait... Berz remembered something. He and his two best friends Slip and Stir were llamas in his dream! Could his dream have been showing the future?
Chapta 4-A New Beginning
As berz stared in the mirror in disbelief, he felt a feeling rising up from his feet, or hooves, I should say. All of a sudden, he wasn't standing on the smooth lenoleum floor of his bathroom, but on a field that looked endless.
"Say it." he heard a voice say. "What?..."He replied. " Say it!" he heard again. "Say what??" he almost shouted.
"Jojoba..." said the myserious voice.
"Jojoba?..."
"Yes Jojoba."
"What's a Jojoba?"
"It's a small dioetious shrub with leathery leaves-not important, say it...."
"Alright, Jojoba."
"louder..."
"Jojoba!"
"Louder.."
"JOJOBA!" he shouted.
All of a sudden, he felt a feeling similar to the first rise up his body.
A burst of energy ran through his ears.
"What's happening to me?..." he shouted, only to hear the sound of silence as his reply.
He floated up in the air, higher and higher.
"Yessss...." he heard the voice say.
He slowly floated back down to the ground.
"Come young llama, you have much to learn...."
Little did he know that his two best friends, Slip and Stir, had gone through the same thing.... Could this be the start of something new?
"Say it." he heard a voice say. "What?..."He replied. " Say it!" he heard again. "Say what??" he almost shouted.
"Jojoba..." said the myserious voice.
"Jojoba?..."
"Yes Jojoba."
"What's a Jojoba?"
"It's a small dioetious shrub with leathery leaves-not important, say it...."
"Alright, Jojoba."
"louder..."
"Jojoba!"
"Louder.."
"JOJOBA!" he shouted.
All of a sudden, he felt a feeling similar to the first rise up his body.
A burst of energy ran through his ears.
"What's happening to me?..." he shouted, only to hear the sound of silence as his reply.
He floated up in the air, higher and higher.
"Yessss...." he heard the voice say.
He slowly floated back down to the ground.
"Come young llama, you have much to learn...."
Little did he know that his two best friends, Slip and Stir, had gone through the same thing.... Could this be the start of something new?
Chapta 5-A new Beginning part 2
Where did we leave off? Oh yeah. Berz, now a llama, was stranded in some unknown place, where there was nothing to be seen for miles. Well, at least he had food-grass.
Anyway, Berz, who knew nothing about what was going to happen next, just started blankly, then suddenly broke down. After 5 minutes of sobbing, a blinding flash suddenly appeared out of nowhere and out of that light came..Stir and Stir?? They dropped down onto the ground, dazed. They were also llamas. "Guys?" Berz asked, rubbing his eyes, hoping his friends wouldn't find out that he had been crying. "Berz?" Slip said, confused. "Guys, we need to talk," Berz said. After 5 minutes of briefing, Slip and Stir finally understood why they had come here. "So, how do we get out of here?" Stir asked. Suddenly, another blinding flash of light came from nowhere. Out of that light came a... old guy??? He dropped towards the ground just like Slip and Stir did. "Uhhhhh," the old man groaned with pain. He looked about 96 to 96 years old. "Alright, let's get down to business." "Uuhhhhhhh...who are you?" Berz asked, confused.
"I am Mr. Jenkins!" The 95 year old man exclaimed. "Didn't you know?"
Anyway, Berz, who knew nothing about what was going to happen next, just started blankly, then suddenly broke down. After 5 minutes of sobbing, a blinding flash suddenly appeared out of nowhere and out of that light came..Stir and Stir?? They dropped down onto the ground, dazed. They were also llamas. "Guys?" Berz asked, rubbing his eyes, hoping his friends wouldn't find out that he had been crying. "Berz?" Slip said, confused. "Guys, we need to talk," Berz said. After 5 minutes of briefing, Slip and Stir finally understood why they had come here. "So, how do we get out of here?" Stir asked. Suddenly, another blinding flash of light came from nowhere. Out of that light came a... old guy??? He dropped towards the ground just like Slip and Stir did. "Uhhhhh," the old man groaned with pain. He looked about 96 to 96 years old. "Alright, let's get down to business." "Uuhhhhhhh...who are you?" Berz asked, confused.
"I am Mr. Jenkins!" The 95 year old man exclaimed. "Didn't you know?"
Chapta 6-A new Beginning part 3...
Berz, Slip, and Stir stood there gaping, odviously shocked. Mr. Jenkins couldn't be him!! He wasn't that old!! Even me, the Narrator knows that! So why was some imposter there, acting like him? "It's true!" said the fake Mr. Jenkins. Slip spoke up. "Who are you really? And why are we here?" Mr Jenkins said, "It's complicated. Let me explain. This world is another world aside from ours. Another dimension. I am the real Mr. Jenkins. I actually sent you here, for one reason: I do NOT want to be a vet. I was forced by an 'evil force' to become one. I don't know WHY that thing wanted me to become one, but I was blackmailed. So for YEARS I've been trying hard to come up with a solution. So I thought, why not go back in time? So I created this world, where I can do whatever I want just by thinking it. The only side effect: I became more than 30 years older. And since I'm so old, I can't stop that force myself. So I've been keeping a close eye on you, and I think you three may be perfect for the job."
Chapta 7-An Adventure-Big Whoop
"But, we're llamas!! How can we save your...um...WAIT! What's the point? You'll die in like a month! No offense." Stir said. Mr Jenkins replied, "Remember, I can do anything I want in this world, and what I wanted lasts even in the real world. I can turn 20 if I wanted to. But the strange thing is, this world doesn't allow me to have another job. So, I decided that if I gave you special talents, you may be able to pull it off. And, judging by your behavior, I have the perfect talent for you. So there is a point, and you just may learn something from the adventure."
20 minutes later, Berz and gang were "marveling" at their new...uh, "talents." "This stinks! What the heck is the point of this talent? It's so stupid! Why didn't that old guy give me something useful, like laser eyes or something?" Slip complained. Mr. Jenkins had given The trio the talent of being able to pull pranks. Kinda wierd, isn't it? Berz was an A+ student, who may goof off sometimes, but was never a bad kid. So pranks was kinda outta the question. Slip and Stir weren't bad, either. Guess Mr. Jenkins judged them wrong...
But no one (except me, as Narrator, I have the privelage to read ahead in the Script) knew that their awesome ability to pull masterful pranks would really come in handy in their first adventure. (That's right, I said FIRST, not ONLY.) How will they be able to travel through time, go into the 4th dimens-"SHUT UP NARRATOR! STOP GIVING AWAY THE STORY! NARRATORS DO NOT HAVE THE PRIVELAGE TO READ AHEAD IN THE SCRIPT!" Stir shouted at the screen.
*Ahem* Anyway, the trio's first adventure starts, where they may run into trouble, but will forevermore stick together on their quest for Mr. Jenkin's new job. Their adventure starts off with a loud WHOOOOOOOOOP!
20 minutes later, Berz and gang were "marveling" at their new...uh, "talents." "This stinks! What the heck is the point of this talent? It's so stupid! Why didn't that old guy give me something useful, like laser eyes or something?" Slip complained. Mr. Jenkins had given The trio the talent of being able to pull pranks. Kinda wierd, isn't it? Berz was an A+ student, who may goof off sometimes, but was never a bad kid. So pranks was kinda outta the question. Slip and Stir weren't bad, either. Guess Mr. Jenkins judged them wrong...
But no one (except me, as Narrator, I have the privelage to read ahead in the Script) knew that their awesome ability to pull masterful pranks would really come in handy in their first adventure. (That's right, I said FIRST, not ONLY.) How will they be able to travel through time, go into the 4th dimens-"SHUT UP NARRATOR! STOP GIVING AWAY THE STORY! NARRATORS DO NOT HAVE THE PRIVELAGE TO READ AHEAD IN THE SCRIPT!" Stir shouted at the screen.
*Ahem* Anyway, the trio's first adventure starts, where they may run into trouble, but will forevermore stick together on their quest for Mr. Jenkin's new job. Their adventure starts off with a loud WHOOOOOOOOOP!
Chapta 8-The Fourth Dimension?
WHOOOOOOOOP! "What was that?" Mr. Jenkins said. He had just sat down on the grass. The trio of friends turned their heads toward what made the noise. But it was actually just a prank. An old one, a whoopie cushion... wonder who pulled that one off?
A few minutes later, Berz and friends set off. Mr Jenkins thought of a dimensional hole to travel back in time, and suddenly one just popped out of nowhere. "The fourth dimension!" he cried. "Go on in!" Berz stepped in first. Then Stir, then Slip. WHOOOOOOSH! As soon as Slip entered the hole, the hole immedietly dissapeared.
"WOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAHHHHH!" They all shouted as they flew across random space. After a while, they stopped, floated down onto what was ground, and suddenly everything changed from swirly colors of random colors to Mr. Jenkin's house, 60 years before.
A voice that seemed to come from just the trio's head suddenly said, "Berz, Slip, Stir, it's me. This is how I will be communicating with you guys. Right now, the year is 1950, 60 years from before. I should only be about 30 right now, searching for a job. And oh, you will be finding out soon enough how I was forced to be a vet. But YOU HAVE TO STAY OUT OF SIGHT. IF YOU ARE SEEN, YOU WILL BE AUTOMATICALLY TRANSFERRED BACK TO MY WORLD. Be careful. I will give you other 'talents' along the way. They will help you. Now go. I can't talk to you a long while, for now. Stay hidden. Something will be happening very soon."
A few minutes later, Berz and friends set off. Mr Jenkins thought of a dimensional hole to travel back in time, and suddenly one just popped out of nowhere. "The fourth dimension!" he cried. "Go on in!" Berz stepped in first. Then Stir, then Slip. WHOOOOOOSH! As soon as Slip entered the hole, the hole immedietly dissapeared.
"WOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAHHHHH!" They all shouted as they flew across random space. After a while, they stopped, floated down onto what was ground, and suddenly everything changed from swirly colors of random colors to Mr. Jenkin's house, 60 years before.
A voice that seemed to come from just the trio's head suddenly said, "Berz, Slip, Stir, it's me. This is how I will be communicating with you guys. Right now, the year is 1950, 60 years from before. I should only be about 30 right now, searching for a job. And oh, you will be finding out soon enough how I was forced to be a vet. But YOU HAVE TO STAY OUT OF SIGHT. IF YOU ARE SEEN, YOU WILL BE AUTOMATICALLY TRANSFERRED BACK TO MY WORLD. Be careful. I will give you other 'talents' along the way. They will help you. Now go. I can't talk to you a long while, for now. Stay hidden. Something will be happening very soon."
Chapta 9-Food for Thought-Mr. Jenkin's unraveling of part 1 of the Adventure
Hearing what Mr. Jenkins had just said, the trio scattered, trying to find a place to hide before the other Mr. Jenkins saw them. Suddenly, the real Mr. Jenkins yelled into their brains, "DO NOT SCATTER! STAY TOGETHER! YOU HAVE TO WORK TOGETHER ON THIS IF YOU WANT TO GET MY JOB BACK! GET BEHIND THAT TRASH CAN! THE OTHER MR. JENKINS WILL COMING....right about now." And sure enough, the other Mr. Jenkins turned the corner and headed toward the trash can. At this age, (30) Mr. Jenkins-wait, let's call him Bob-ate a lot. Especially during the day, when he was outside basking in the sun. So, carrying a large empty party-sized Dorrito bag, Bob walked toward the trash can and chucked it into barrel, not seeing anything unusual such as three random 'hobo' kids. He lunked away. Stir stood up. "So, where to first?" Mr Jenkins answered, "Ok, like I said in Chapter 8, something willl be happening very soon. Run inside my house and find a place to hide. Listen in to a phone call that will be happening in 15 minutes. That is the call where Bob is threatened for the first time, by that 'dark force.' There will be a series of other threats after that, which will be all up to you. I'll tell you what to do next as soon as you have gathered enough information from spying on Bob and the threats. Remember, you can't be surprised by what Bob or the force does. That's all for now." Berz, Stir and Slip stood there, stunned. Suddenly, they remembered what Mr. Jenkins had said in the beginning. "Run inside!"
Chapta 10 is finally heeeere...-The Phone Call
They flew behind the first thing they could see that could hide them. Berz dove behind a couch, Slip crouched behind a wheelie chair-probably not the best hiding place-and Stir climbed on top of a tall bookshelf-concealed-so he could easily spy on Bob (remember, he's the young Mr. Jenkins) and make signals to the other two.
Crrrrreeeeeeaakkk! Good thing Bob was too lazy to oil the door. "Uhhhhh," Bob groaned. He was full from his fill of junk food. He crashed onto the couch. He switched on the T.V. Channel 15,637.5 on cable, the "Wanna know how to get skinny?" channel. Berz snickered to himself. What a lame channel. And how could there be channel 15 something .5?? And judging by Bob's "horizontially challenged" look, Bob was not following the directions coming from the channel.
Finally, about 10 minutes of really bored waiting behind the trio's hiding places, the phone finally rang. "I'll get it," said Bob. Like there was anyone else in the house. He walked reeaalllyy slowly to the cheap, garage sale bought phone. "Uh, what do I say again," he said in a dopey voice. "Oh yeah. Hellooooo?" He said. The three heroes listened in closely. Suddenly, something struck Berz. How would they hear the other end?? Berz sat there, sweating. Mr. Jenkins, this is a good time to do something to help us. He had no idea how to contact Mr. Jenkins other then think.
Just wait. Came a reply. Berz glanced at Slip. He was shaking and sweating, too. That meant that he just thought of that, too. But for some reason, Stir was smiling.
Crrrrreeeeeeaakkk! Good thing Bob was too lazy to oil the door. "Uhhhhh," Bob groaned. He was full from his fill of junk food. He crashed onto the couch. He switched on the T.V. Channel 15,637.5 on cable, the "Wanna know how to get skinny?" channel. Berz snickered to himself. What a lame channel. And how could there be channel 15 something .5?? And judging by Bob's "horizontially challenged" look, Bob was not following the directions coming from the channel.
Finally, about 10 minutes of really bored waiting behind the trio's hiding places, the phone finally rang. "I'll get it," said Bob. Like there was anyone else in the house. He walked reeaalllyy slowly to the cheap, garage sale bought phone. "Uh, what do I say again," he said in a dopey voice. "Oh yeah. Hellooooo?" He said. The three heroes listened in closely. Suddenly, something struck Berz. How would they hear the other end?? Berz sat there, sweating. Mr. Jenkins, this is a good time to do something to help us. He had no idea how to contact Mr. Jenkins other then think.
Just wait. Came a reply. Berz glanced at Slip. He was shaking and sweating, too. That meant that he just thought of that, too. But for some reason, Stir was smiling.
Chapta 11-Ever play Guess Who?
Why was he smiling? It was so wierd. Berz never thought of him as stupid, he was always a smart kid. But could he have missed that?? "Hhhhhmmmm..... why? A veternarian is stupid. I want to be like Billy Mays!' Berz heard. There was a pause, then Bob said, "Aahhhh!! Uh, Of course! Right away!" That must have been the threat. He grabbed his coat, opened the door, and slammed the door behind him. Didn't even lock the house. Berz, Slip and Stir emerged from their hiding places. "Stir, we couldn't hear the other end of the line!" Berz yelled. "Calm down. I think Mr. Jenkins granted me a power. I have awesome hearing!"
Berz and Slip were flabbergasted. "So you heard the other end?" Slip asked. "Yep," Stir replied. That's why he was smiling! "So what did he say?" Berz asked him. "Well, first of all, the dark 'force' has a really scratchy voice. It basically started out saying 'Become a veternarian.' Then, it tried to coax Bob, but finally, it just threatened him with a robbery of the kitchen. That sure did it."
"Did you gain any important information?" Slip asked, as they chomped on some sandwiches Mr. Jenkins had willed for. It was also transported by teleporting. What a guy. "Of course!" Stir exclaimed. He explained to them that the dark force told him to run to the nearest animal shelter to apply for a job. It didn't tell Bob which one, though."
As they chewed on their sandwiches, they thought about where a animal shelter was. But little did they know that they were being watched. Guess who?
Berz and Slip were flabbergasted. "So you heard the other end?" Slip asked. "Yep," Stir replied. That's why he was smiling! "So what did he say?" Berz asked him. "Well, first of all, the dark 'force' has a really scratchy voice. It basically started out saying 'Become a veternarian.' Then, it tried to coax Bob, but finally, it just threatened him with a robbery of the kitchen. That sure did it."
"Did you gain any important information?" Slip asked, as they chomped on some sandwiches Mr. Jenkins had willed for. It was also transported by teleporting. What a guy. "Of course!" Stir exclaimed. He explained to them that the dark force told him to run to the nearest animal shelter to apply for a job. It didn't tell Bob which one, though."
As they chewed on their sandwiches, they thought about where a animal shelter was. But little did they know that they were being watched. Guess who?
Chapta 12-Elementary, Dear Watson
Ok, so where were we? Oh right. Now, the three were being watched. But this figure was hiding, unseen in a shadow. Anyway, Slip suddenly remembered an animal shelter. "How could we be so dumb?" There are a lot of shelters around here, but I can tell that Bob is lazy, judging by his appearance. There's a shelter close by on Brook street just around the corner! He must have gone there-the closest one to his house."
So off they went. They ran around the corner until they reached the shelter. But-there was no shelter. Where the shelter should have been standing there was lousy Mc Donalds in its place. "What the heck?" Berz exclaimed. "Were there even Mc Donalds 30 years ago??"
"That isn't the point," Stir said. "We have got to know where Bob went. And fast." And, like as if on cue, Mr. Jenkin's voice spoke up in their heads. I may be old, but I can still remember this day as if it was yesterday. I went to Pepper's pet shop. "But that's a 15 minute drive from here!" Berz cried. At the Elementary- Mr. Jenkin's voice cut off. "Oh no!" They shouted. How could they get to the Shelter? And worse, What happened to Mr. Jenkins?
So off they went. They ran around the corner until they reached the shelter. But-there was no shelter. Where the shelter should have been standing there was lousy Mc Donalds in its place. "What the heck?" Berz exclaimed. "Were there even Mc Donalds 30 years ago??"
"That isn't the point," Stir said. "We have got to know where Bob went. And fast." And, like as if on cue, Mr. Jenkin's voice spoke up in their heads. I may be old, but I can still remember this day as if it was yesterday. I went to Pepper's pet shop. "But that's a 15 minute drive from here!" Berz cried. At the Elementary- Mr. Jenkin's voice cut off. "Oh no!" They shouted. How could they get to the Shelter? And worse, What happened to Mr. Jenkins?
Narrator's Chronicle 1
Oh no oh no oh no. How could they have ended up like this??? I, the faithful Narrator, MUST not break the rules of a narrator. But... I couldn't resist..... BOOM! "What was that?" Berz exclaimed. BOOM! BOOM! Suddenly, Mr Jenkin's voice bellowed in their heads: That is the sound of the time-space thingie breaking! Someone, somehow, is making time move forward by 1500%! Look Out!!!! There was another BOOM and suddenly, Berz blacked out.
When he awoke, he felt strange. He felt, a lot older?? He looked at himself. He was too small for his clothes! He felt about 25! And that meant......
Oh no oh no oh no. HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO STUPID?!? I had looked ahead in the script, breaking the biggest rule for narrators of all, and I caused Berz and Slip and Stir to become 13 years older! What have I done?
When he awoke, he felt strange. He felt, a lot older?? He looked at himself. He was too small for his clothes! He felt about 25! And that meant......
Oh no oh no oh no. HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO STUPID?!? I had looked ahead in the script, breaking the biggest rule for narrators of all, and I caused Berz and Slip and Stir to become 13 years older! What have I done?
Chapta 13-You are a loser, Narrator, you are gullible
Ok-so the Narrator just broke a HUGE law-he distorted time and made the characters of the story all 13 years older. And if Mr. Jenkins became 13 years older....
What have I done??? OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OGM GOM GOM MOG OGM MOG OGM GO OMG GO GO G OM GMO GOMG GOMG GO (after 10 more minutes of random letters of OMG spazzing) .... Man, I've got to pull myself together. I have to somehow reverse the effects of what happened. But how? I had no idea. I needed help. And there was only ONE option. To go and ask the Guppies Uoops-i-did-it-again Losers Lucked out Idiotic Buttheads Lephants Emphiny and beyond (not spelled that way, trust me) Federation. Also known as the GULLIBLE Federation, who was in charge of all the Narrators in the world-even the Antarctican ones.) So I set off on a journey of my own-it was time for me to step up.
What have I done??? OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OGM GOM GOM MOG OGM MOG OGM GO OMG GO GO G OM GMO GOMG GOMG GO (after 10 more minutes of random letters of OMG spazzing) .... Man, I've got to pull myself together. I have to somehow reverse the effects of what happened. But how? I had no idea. I needed help. And there was only ONE option. To go and ask the Guppies Uoops-i-did-it-again Losers Lucked out Idiotic Buttheads Lephants Emphiny and beyond (not spelled that way, trust me) Federation. Also known as the GULLIBLE Federation, who was in charge of all the Narrators in the world-even the Antarctican ones.) So I set off on a journey of my own-it was time for me to step up.
Chapta 14-Narrator's Chronicle 2
Ok, so now I was on my way to the GULLIBLE Federation, where I could get help reversing the effects of what I did. I traveled across a short desert (Narrators don't get thirsty like NORMAL humans do,) a forest, and some other terrains. After three days, I reached the big castle called Gullible headquarters. I tried opening the door, and it opened easily. It was light in there-big with chandeliers and doors leading to other rooms and meeting halls. But no one was there. What happened? And, as I looked closer, the place was wrecked.
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Part 2 Chapta 1-What about Berz and Gang?
Back to Berz and his friends. They were lying on the ground, very confused. 25... how had that happened? They needed Mr. Jenkins to come back and tell them the rest of what he was saying. He said, "At the Elementary.." and his voice was cut off. What had happened? Then, his voice had come back again, but he was speaking as if he was desperate. Something fishy was going on. Finally, Slip spoke up. His voice had changed, and was much taller. "Hey guys, I've thought of something. How come only we were affected, and no one noticed what just happened?" What he said was true. Everything around them it was normal: cars occasionally roaring here and there, people walking their pets, reading newspapers on a bench, it was all normal. And still, the air was tense, as if something big had happened. This was strange...
Stir piped up. "I've got it!" He cried. By Elementary he meant my old Elementary school! I always thought that this one particular room was really wierd. No one, not even the teachers open it. I know there's something in there that will help us get back to normal, get back Mr. Jenkins, and help him! We can't worry about Bob getting to Pepper's Pet shop now! Let's move!"
Stir piped up. "I've got it!" He cried. By Elementary he meant my old Elementary school! I always thought that this one particular room was really wierd. No one, not even the teachers open it. I know there's something in there that will help us get back to normal, get back Mr. Jenkins, and help him! We can't worry about Bob getting to Pepper's Pet shop now! Let's move!"
Part 2-Chapta 2-The scandal
Berz, Stir and Slip traveled to the school by their Ripsticks. (They were 25, so it was a bit hard.) As soon as they got there, they hid their Skateboards in the nearest bushes. Slir ran to the door first. He tried opening it. "It's locked!" He cried. What could they do?? Meanwhile, the Narrator was standing in the castle hallway. As mentioned at the end of Chapta 14, Narrator's Chronicle 2, the place was wrecked. He stared in disbelief. What had happened? Someone was behind all of these mysteries; the Narrator suddenly realized that it wasn't him who had read ahead in the script of the story, someone had willed him to do so! Someone was behind the time moving ahead, someone had done something to Mr. Jenkins, and someone had wrecked the castle of GULLIBLE headquarters. This story wasn't even humorous anymore, it had gotten serious!!
Part 2-Chapta 3-Pablo Beeper and a promise of Mr. Jenkins finally fulfilled
Meanwhile, the many members of the GULLIBLE Association were tied up someplace far, far away. (Someone's closet on the 73rd floor of an Apartment high-rise, to be exact.) The person who had kidnapped them, wrecked the Headquarters, and every other misfortune that happened in this freaking story was, in fact, done by the person who owned that apartment. Odviously. But it was a mystery why that person had done all this.
Now, you might be wondering who has been narrating the whole time since that other one ventured off to the GULLIBLE Headquarters. Well, I'm happy to say that his assistant, Pablo Beeper, has taken over and is saying this. So, let's go back to Berz, Slip, and Stir.
"How can we get in??" Berz exclaimed. Remember how Berz and his friends had turned into llamas in the begginning of this story? Well, just to inform you, they had slowly turned back into their normal selves. But they were still 25 years old. How do you think they had ridden on their Skateboards with hooves??
These three had to get inside to whatever was in that special room-they could turn back into their original age, then somehow save Mr. Jenkins. Suddenly, a bright glow encircled Slip. He was too startled to yelp. He lifted up into the air, and suddenly he flew right into the door! He could have easily banged his head on the door, but he just flew right through it as if he was made of nothing. "Aaaahhhhhh!!" Slip had gained a new "skill" that Mr. Jenkins had told them about very earlier!!!
Now, you might be wondering who has been narrating the whole time since that other one ventured off to the GULLIBLE Headquarters. Well, I'm happy to say that his assistant, Pablo Beeper, has taken over and is saying this. So, let's go back to Berz, Slip, and Stir.
"How can we get in??" Berz exclaimed. Remember how Berz and his friends had turned into llamas in the begginning of this story? Well, just to inform you, they had slowly turned back into their normal selves. But they were still 25 years old. How do you think they had ridden on their Skateboards with hooves??
These three had to get inside to whatever was in that special room-they could turn back into their original age, then somehow save Mr. Jenkins. Suddenly, a bright glow encircled Slip. He was too startled to yelp. He lifted up into the air, and suddenly he flew right into the door! He could have easily banged his head on the door, but he just flew right through it as if he was made of nothing. "Aaaahhhhhh!!" Slip had gained a new "skill" that Mr. Jenkins had told them about very earlier!!!
Part 2-Chapta 4-The truth
Slip slipped inside. What he saw-horrified him. There, sitting on a chair, tied up, was Mr. Jenkins!! "Woah! Mr. Jenkins!" Slip exclaimed. He quickly untied him. "I see you can now slip through walls." He noted. "Now, let me explain what happened. "First, the person who tied me up was none other than the narrator himself. I heard that the GULLIBLE members were captured for some reason, and the narrator suspected me. So he tied me up and put me here. I knew of the plan beforehand, so I tried telling you where he would put me. Remember 'at the elementary?' I was telling you to come here. Now, Stir knew I was here, because right behind me, is an old contraption invented and built by Dr. Jorge himself. The school had kept it secret, because everyone thought it was dangerous, but could not dispose of it easily. So, the closet was always kept locked. Somehow, the narrator got through.
"Now, all your misfortunes were caused for a reason. Someone, other than me, has set this up. I do not know why. This machine will change you back. I want you to go to the narrator and inform him of how I am innocent. Seek his help. This same evil force who forced me to become a vet-this person is the one who forced me to do this against my will. Why a vet? I DON'T KNOW."
Suddenly, the door crashed open. Slip and Berz were lying on the floor, unconsious. And there, standing between them, was the narrator. "Heh. You have done your job, Mr. Jenkins."
"Now, all your misfortunes were caused for a reason. Someone, other than me, has set this up. I do not know why. This machine will change you back. I want you to go to the narrator and inform him of how I am innocent. Seek his help. This same evil force who forced me to become a vet-this person is the one who forced me to do this against my will. Why a vet? I DON'T KNOW."
Suddenly, the door crashed open. Slip and Berz were lying on the floor, unconsious. And there, standing between them, was the narrator. "Heh. You have done your job, Mr. Jenkins."
Part 2-Chapta 5-The REAL Truth
"For I am the real 'evil force!' I am the one who made you age! I am the one who kidnapped everyone! Mr. Jenkins! The GULLIBLE members! I forced Mr. Jenkins to send you to the past, 60 years from the present! Do you not remember your original quest?" Slip remembered. The trio were sent 60 years ago to prevent Mr. Jenkins from becoming a vet. Now, everything was all jumbled up. "Why did you do all this, Narrator?" Slip inquired. "I hate being a narrator!!" He screamed. "I am treated so poorly! The GULLIBLE Federation treats me like crap!" "But how do we fit in?" "I want to get rid of this world. I want to create a new one! Take control of everyone! But it is much easier to do so with not as advanced brains. 60 years ago! Perfect! So, I attempted to take the whole world back to 1950. But only you were affected. So, you were brought to that other dimension, then to here, 60 years ago. Every person in the world was to do this, but no! Everything went wrong! I used Mr. Jenkins to do eveything. I controlled him like a puppet. Now he's useless. There really is no 'quest' to get him a different job. Lame! I made everything up about me venturing to the headquarters!
"But now, it's perfect! I'll take this machine and force the GULLIBLE federation to age-then eventually die! I'll take over the federation, and then manage to steal their skills!" Before Berz could ask what he meant by 'skills', Mr. Jenkins said, "This has gotten out of hand." Apparently he had recovered-he was back to his normal self as a grumpy 60 year old man. He had the contraption in his hands. "He activitated the machine and pointed it torwards the narrator. Slowly, he transformed. His skin turned lighter. His body shrank. Soon he was no bigger than a 2 year old. "He'll stay that way." After restoring the trio (Berz and Stir had woken up) and restoring the world, Mr. Jenkins smashed the contraption. They searched out the GULLIBLE members and eventually found them in the high rise building. "The only thing I don't understand, is why I was forced to become a vet."
Nobody knew. Except the 2 year old sitting in the Elementary school.
"But now, it's perfect! I'll take this machine and force the GULLIBLE federation to age-then eventually die! I'll take over the federation, and then manage to steal their skills!" Before Berz could ask what he meant by 'skills', Mr. Jenkins said, "This has gotten out of hand." Apparently he had recovered-he was back to his normal self as a grumpy 60 year old man. He had the contraption in his hands. "He activitated the machine and pointed it torwards the narrator. Slowly, he transformed. His skin turned lighter. His body shrank. Soon he was no bigger than a 2 year old. "He'll stay that way." After restoring the trio (Berz and Stir had woken up) and restoring the world, Mr. Jenkins smashed the contraption. They searched out the GULLIBLE members and eventually found them in the high rise building. "The only thing I don't understand, is why I was forced to become a vet."
Nobody knew. Except the 2 year old sitting in the Elementary school.