my goal was to make sure my sentences make sense and don’t make them to long.

Thump, thump. Sirens blared in the distance. His heart pounded, threatening to escape up his throat and choke him. Kevin glanced behind his shoulder, his hands slick with sweat. He could see flashing lights on the horizon. Red, blue, red, blue. 

There was nowhere to hide.  He could only bike endlessly across the glassy dirt road, surrounded by even more Illimitable golden fields. If he wasn’t getting chased he would have acknowledged how pretty it was, especially with the snow that was specked across the landscape. 

KA – CLTUNG! Time seemed to stop. Muddy water splashed and filled his mouth. Pain slashed across his head. He could taste it, not the mud, but something else. It was something metallic. He tried to get up, but it felt like he had just been thrown into a deep hole and buried. 

Someone had sewn his eyes shut, well, obviously, because wouldn’t he have been able to open them? Even if he couldn’t see the place he could feel the depressing vibe from it. 

“Oooww” Kevin groaned as he managed to open his eyes to tiny slits.

“ Out to work, have a great day kids.” John said happily as he was leaving.

“ Have you got your lunch and water bottle?”  Said Margaret.

“ Yes I do.” Exclaimed John 

John is a very forgetful guy and thinks that he knows everything when he doesn’t. Margaret is the opposite of John and is really proactive because…

“ Back in my day there were competitions about who can remember all their stuff and who’s more organised now it’s about six seven and brain rot.” Said Margaret very proudly  

That’s her line of random stuff thinking that the old times were better. As John walked out forgetting his work keys Margaret saw something big. 

“ Is that a giant foot from a big yeti?” Said Margaret very confusedly. 

Bob the owl who loved going for rides on top of cars. Bob lived in the middle of nowhere and in the middle of nowhere there was a camp ground and bob would sit in a tree on the side of the road to get the the camps ground and when a car drove past Bob would fly down and land on top of the car so that he could go for a ride on the roof of the car. Bob wasn’t a small owl he was a massive owl he was known as one of the biggest owls in the world. 

People would go camping at that camp ground just to see Bob and let him ride on the roof of their car. Not everyone was able to see Bob ride on the roof of the car because there were so many people that would go there that sometimes he would be busy riding on a different roof of a car. When Bob would ride on someones roof they would try to take a picture but as soon as the car stopped Bob would fly away.

Goal: Write in paragraphs.

                                                                                                 The End

The night was cold and the land was shaking. I was going down the steet when it started, I remeber like it was yesterday…

Three days earlier….

“ Hey! Are you going to the school dance Ava?” Amelia asked me “um no I’m going to… nevermind”  I said trying to sound like I wanted to but I didn’t “oh ok.. Bye I guess?” she walked away and I was standing all alone…AGAIN um what am I going to now? I thought to myself wait what is that sound? I looked around It was the rugby team, all the people in it are tough and strong and they are all boys but there is 1 girl out of the team and she is really tough her name is Iris she is one of the cool kids and she loves sports and well EVEYTHING swimmg, running, netball, you name it. everyone loves her and then you look at me a little weirdo my only friend is Amelia but Iris is friends with every one! 

A DAY LATER..

I was sitting all alone when the dumbest thing happened. Iris came over to sit with me! “Hi! My name is Iris but I think you know me!” I stared at her thinking why did she come to sit with me! Like does she want to or is she going to bully me? I don’t know what to do! “So what do you want to talk about?” Iris asked me but of course I did not say anything! Then she asked me what do I have next for class and I said I don’t know and for some reason it looked like she wasn’t listening so I was about to repeat myself but then she sarcastically said “no you don’t have to repeat yourself. I was ignoring you the first time” and then she just left! How rude and then the bell went and it was class time.

AT HOME…

“Hey kido! How was school?” my dad asked me at dinner “um it was good” I said but I was lying IT WAS TERRIBLE! “ Well me and your dad have been talking about moving to a beter place, you know?” my mum said “ WHAT! But why? I’m happy here!” I yelled at my parents “look I’m not hungry ok? I’m going to bed good night” I walked up to my room and then the ground started to shake and the house was breaking apart! What am I going to do! “ Ava! Are you ok?” my mum yelled to me “YES! I’m ok, where is dad?!” my mum nodded so

I ran to a window and saw a house floating away and saw a person screaming for help so I ran outside to help them but it turns out it was Iris screaming for help so I thought um should i help you? Like you are mean to me and well….  “Help! Help me please! I’m sorry about how mean I am to you! But please help me!” Iris’s Voice ecode all around me, it was like my only option was to help her “ok but you have to stop being mean to me ok?” I asked her “ Ok!” I pulled her up with all my strength, after I saved her we were stranded on a floating island.

 “So does this mean we are friends now?”  Iris asked me, I thought to myself are we friends?  “Ok we can be friends if you want to be” so I’m friends with the most popular girl out of school does that mean I’m cool too? I don’t know, I have bigger problems to worry about now, step one is to try to get off this ISLAND. 

“So what do we do now?” Iris asked me, I stared off into the distance I wasn’t really listening but then I said something “um I don’t know how to get off the island” then a loud sound came fron the island below “hey! What is that sound!” Iris yelled it was Amelia! She had a motorbike rocket flew off around the island “wow Amelia you’re ok!” I yelled “YEAH! I’m ok! And I’m here to rescue you, and Is that Iris?! Are you friends with her!? Cool!” she looked like she was doing a little dance in her motorbike rocket thing but then I enterupted her and said “hey! We need to go! So can we go now?!”  she looked kind of sad but then she said “ok Ava you jump on first then you Iris ok?” Me and Iris looked at each other like she was crazy but we had to do it! 

Me and Iris jumped on the motorbike rocket, soon Amelia flew us to my house “here you go!” Amelia said happily “now I need to go to my house BYE!” Soon she flew off into the sky and Iris and I were all alone at my house “um sooo… what do we do now?” Iris asked me again BOOM! The ground shook beneath us “Ahhh what was that!” I yelled, then a rocket car came out of nowhere! The person who was driving was Pippa! “HI!” she yelled, me and Iris, looked at each other like… wow! “ Hey Pippa! Did you build this?” I asked her, “yes I did build this!” she said happily, then there were some people in the back of the car it was Aisling! “She looked out the window and waved and sitting next to her was Millie! She opend the car door and came down to see us “hey Ava and Iris” said Milllie, me and Iris looked at each other again! “How are you here?!” I asked her “I just am but I need to tell you something” said Millie 

TO BE CONTINUED…

27.08.26

This is my story (I didn’t finish it)

Avery was hanging the colourful array of lights in front of her uncle and aunts stall in the tirkat market for the sunset festival, a great celebration where for a few wonderful minutes the sun and the moon sit side by side in the sky,

It was a festival of celebration, laughter would fill the streets and everyone partied for 3 days and 3 nights. Avery’s favourite thing was that all of the kingdoms must halt any disagreements with other kingdoms, whether it be political or a full blown war, it would all stop for 3 days and 3 nights, and all the kingdoms would gather in Pegasus Isle.

Avery couldn’t wait for this year’s festivities,because it was the hundredth anniversary of the making of Pegasus Isle, when the founders used magic to pull the land from the sea.

She couldn’t wait for the festivities to begin because her twin brother Noah was coming back from the war against the Padian Empire, and they always had the most fun with all their friends!

Although they were the same age, Noah had enlisted himself, lying about his age saying he was 18 when he was only 15, because last year after their parents died in the fire that destroyed their house.

Chapter 3: A Tilt In The Painting.

Inspector Morris slowly wandered into the house. Glistening light shone into the room illuminating the table that sat in the hall. Overtop sat a painting almost leaning towards the onlooker. Morris’s steps echoed the halls. The floors aggravated with even the slightest pressure. Morris started to tip toe, worried he would fall through. After what felt like an eternity Morris found his way to Mrs Mosby’s bedroom. He had asked for everything to be left alone, and it was.

Iriston was his loyal assistant, he had been with him through thick and thin. “While we’re talking about the murder, did you notice the wonky painting in the hall,” Iriston said as he lit his cigar. “Actially I did, and I bet ya something fishy’s goin’ on behind it.” So both men walked back into the hall and found the painting. Iriston carefully picked up the frame and placed it on the floor. Mr Morris’s eyes widened as he reached inside the hole. The wall had been hollowed out! It wasn’t very deep. Mr Morris pulled out half a dozen door knobs. Mr Morris placed the knobs in a jar and handed them to Iriston. Only then did he notice that he hadn’t seen any knobs on Mrs Mosby’s dresser. The plot thickened as he found multiple letters, parcels, and paperclippings inside the dresser draws. Mr Morris knew who to question first!

Chapter 4: What she said.

Detective Morris was sharp. He knew a thing or two about the minds of murderers. He knew they were very good liars, so to find the culprit he had to find the liar! He had interrogated the Paper boy. Mr Dodgers told his story just the same as he had. The maid, covered in flour and blood. Even down to the details of his paperrun, the speedy corner and near death escape, the pond with young Miss Lee, the cookies and stories at the Shearls. 

Morris had no trouble crossing Mr Dodgers off his list. Next was Miss Churchill, the maid. “Why was it that you were covered in flour, Miss Churchill?” Morris asked.

 “Well I was lifting a big bag of flour into the kitchen, I couldn’t really see where I was going detective, and I ran into the sharp edge of the counter, I’m always hitting that on my way back from the pantry. Anyway, I hit the edge and the bag burst! I reached to find the hole and then dropped it. It exploded everywhere, but then I heard a scream, and then I heard silence. I ran upstairs and by the time I reached the bedroom there she was, dead on her dresser, an open window, and a frosty chill biting at my bare arms.” Miss Churchill shivered at the thought, it was true, this was a traumatising memory for Miss Churchill to have. 

“Thank you Miss, I have just one more question, What did you say to Mr Dodgers when he arrived?” Miss Churchill thought for a moment, took a deep breath and began to speak. 

“I said, ‘They killed her, they killed her Dodgers, she was putting on her nice jewellery and then I found her dead on her dresser!’, well at least that’s what I think I said.” 

‘Damn it her story checks out, I guess this will be a harder case to solve than I thought.’

Inspector Morris would have to dig deeper!

Rrr! The guitar kept making noises. It sounded different, like a new type of music. But it was just a massive guitar the size of a massive skyscraper and the width of 4 buses. 

“Here it is,” said Will. He had finally made it up to the hill after an hour of straight struggling. He tip-toed up the stairs of the balcony “well hello instrument” he said smiling. He was holding a massive pick for the even bigger guitar.

The guitar was black with white as the secondary colour. Its neck touched the clouds like Godzilla. Will’s pick was just an orange flake he made. It was cold but the guitar was hot and melted the snow around it. Water soaked Will’s shoes and his feet were already numb. He laid the pick on the guitar and let it play. Rrr! Crr!

The sound was deafening but so weird. Will sat down and stared at the pick. His eyes started to swirl. He started getting dizzy and was about to fall over.

Boom! The guitar burst and sparks melted into the snow. A massive electric burst of sound blew out. And Will was now gone.

Will was now in a room full of pipes and whirring sounds. Inside were glowing billboards and shops that looked to be raided. No one was around. There were random bricks and debris on the ground.

RRRR! A train that looked like it was just floating in the air approached Will. Inside was a skeleton with a drivers uniform on. Will sat down in the back of the train and pulled out a small guitar he strummed and shook his head before putting it back. He got up from his old seat and made his way up front. Glass crunched underneath his feet. He wanted to be quiet because he didn’t want to wake up that skeleton. He tip-toed super quietly just in case.

My goal is to hook my reader in, here’s my story.

As Sherlock and Watson were sitting in the meeting room with the fire blazing in the background and Watson going on and on about Lucinda saying her cat stole her Gucci bag. “Sherlock, are you listening to me ?” Watson says in a sceptical tone.

“Yea i’m listening” sherlock said sleepy he leaves the room shortly after he says that and finds lucinda in the hallway dead with a note on her forehead saying in cursive hand writing ‘ I the cat got that rotten old lady P.S she totally deserved it for feeding me horrible food that taste like toilet.’ “ WASTON Lucinda’s dead!” Hollered Sherlock after he said that Watson sprinted down the hall in a cartoon like fashion with many slips, trips and crashing into things.

“This new case will either be stupidly funny or just weird” quoted watson “we’ll start the case in the morning but for now what shall we do with her now” asked watson

“Stuff her in that closet we never use” replied Sherlock.

“Nah, after a few days it would sink up the entire office,” Watson replied. We decided to put her in there anyway and do a deep dive on this mysterious talking cat. We went to the house of the pretentious Lucinda. When we got there we found some pills to put people into a deep coma and make it look like death as Sherlock told Watson, his face was pure disappointment “looks like we’ll still be dealing with Lucinda’s complaints when she wakes up”sighed Watson. Then the cat snuck up behind us and knocked us out with a frying pan.

Wrapachino
Kinda sounds like frappuccino,
It’s called a Wrappuccino,
Because it’s a frappuccino wrapped in a snake,
It is a complicated drink to make,
If you drink it you may regret it,
Because it will put you in hospital with no sweat.

The War Part 3 

Goal: Write in paragraphs.

Back At The Safe Zone.

It was cold. Too cold. The room choked with despair. Jomar’s eyes glinted in the small sliver of candle light. Everyone on the team was silent. The only nose that would break the silence was Zo zo and her sad whines. 

“We failed,” Jomar finally announced. Everyone looked at their feet, everyone but Espen. Because Espen knew they could have taken him! They could’ve succeeded the talismans so “epically” and secure secret weapon that was “impossible” to beat! Jomar stood up and started to speak. Espen just couldn’t listen, his heart beating faster with ever word:

Because we failed, because we weren’t strong enough against the talisman. 

Irritated, he stood and left with Zo zo trailing behind. 

“I just can’t believe it! We COULD secure him! We could’ve done everything he said we can’t!” Zo zo whined sympathetically again as her paws crunched over the forest leaves. 

Exhausted Espen collapsed onto the ground, the smell of mildew flooded his nose. Zo zo came over and licked his face.

“How long do you think until they start burning down this forest Zo zo?”

Espen asked. He stared up at the dark inky sky sliced apart by scarlet clouds. 

“It’s like they want the talisman to win.” He covered his eyes with his arm and sighed. 

The warmth of Zo zo had made him realize just how tired Espen felt. It was so quiet in the forest, the birds had properly left when the talisman had come. He needed to get back. But he couldn’t. He just couldn’t. Not with a traitor like Jomar around. 

To contined

“Oh my god this stupid water system doesn’t work when you want it to work on test day. How does that make sense?” Said Bob.

“Hey guys, what was that big impact that made the base flood?” Max shouted

“I don’t know if it was the giant fish or the war but I think it would be the war happening outside?” Bob commented?

“Yeah but how will New Zealand know about our base? It’s underground with no radar or anything that will make us get caught.” snarled the IT guy. Everybody knew he was in a bad mood.

“We all know where everybody is right?  Officer one said really confused.

“Yeah I think so.” Said Bob.

This is the time where all of the systems fail because it’s the time of day that we’re getting attacked.

As Jim and Bob ran down the longest hall we got and got to the end of the hall they found a red light?

It was the nuclear reactor. Its power was fully down and usually its nuclear rods never died. But luckily the engineer had spare nuclear rods to power the nuclear reactor. But when  asked the engineer where he got it from it was

“ I got this from the tank that was hit by a fighter jet.” “It was epic.” Said the Engineer.

“Well, did you see any other things out there that might be helpful to us?”  Bob asked with hope in his eyes.

“Not really but I did see a b52 that had a big wing that people were copping off the wing.” The Engineer said happily.

Beep Beep Beep. The alarm clock woke Jim up. Jim got out of bed and walked into the kitchen. The floor was cold and cracked. Jim’s feet tingled with pins and needles. He grabbed a small pan and placed it on the stove. Sizzle! He poured the oil onto the pan before grabbing out his metal phone. He unlocked his car using his phone. After eating half a sausage he quickly ran to his car the alarm was going off. He tried to switch it off but it kept screeching. He turned the car off and got in. The seat was burning Jim yelled and smacked his seat ‘’what the heck’’ his pants burned.

3 hours later. 

Jim was at work finally. The store had old oil tanks and his rusty car out the front. He waited until someone needed to fuel. Ding ding! The door bell rang and someone had walked in. It was a child holding 5 bucks. His clothes looked old and he had a brown hat with leather falling off it. Jim stared at the child as he roamed the isles. But then Jim noticed the child had a little dart. Jim yelled at the child loudly before almost getting hit by the dart. Jim grabbed the bat from underneath the counter ‘’get back home kid’’ he yelled before throwing the bat at the child. The child laid on the cold itchy floor with stains all over. His eye was swollen and bulged with little cuts dripping blood. The child was filled with rage and sadness. He left the shop stomping the ground and hitting shelves as he screamed and left.

Jim was still processing what happened. The dart was still stuck in the wall; it looked old and poison was dripping and running down the wall. He laid his hands on the cold dart. Steam was rising from it. The minute he laid his hands on the dart it burned. His hand was red and had several scratches. The poison had made its way in. Jim could feel the burning sensation. His nose burned as he sniffed the fumes of the poison. His eyes went watery and red. His stomach growled. He laid his hands on the wall and tried to reach the phone but he was unlucky the poison went faster than anything. It would reach his brain in no time. His body fell and when he landed dust glided around. His skin started to steam with poison as he laid on the floor. The last thing he saw was the dart stuck in the wall. 

20 days earlier.

Jim was in the city. He walked towards a tall building. The words out the front of the building were ‘’Old Doctors’’ he slowed down as he approached the door. People rushed around inside the building. He could hear slamming doors, people screaming in phones and trays being slammed into walls. Jim pushed his hand slowly against the door. Crash! He hit a woman rushing over to another office ‘’I’m terribly sorry!’’ he said before moving on. The woman had a mark on her head from the impact ‘’ow,’’ she cried. Jim approached a child wearing a cap that looked as if it was his fathers. Jim bent down and came face to face with the small child ‘’is that your mother?’’ he said before pointing to the woman crying. The child showed Jim a dart ‘’Yes’’.

This is my story in case you don’t already know.

And yes I am doing this to be very distracting and annoying.

Just giving you extra to read.

Okay stop reading this text now.

listen please.

just stop already.

There was a guy and he really liked soup and so did his feet. This guy’s name was Johnny and he had a friend named Frederick and Frederick helped Johnny when he needed help. Johnny likes to eat soup and when he is finished eating his soup he puts his bowl of soup on the ground and puts his feet in it. After Johnny is finished eating his soup and putting his feet in his soup Frederick would take the bowl away and clean the bowl.  Frederick lived in a little house next door to Johnny. Johnny had very big feet and a very big nose. Frederick was very small and could fly. When Johnny put his feet in the soup it felt very slimy. Frederick would go back to her house next door to Johnnys house at night and come bach in the morning. Frederick new to come back to Johnny when he got out of bed because Johnny was so fat that fredrick could hear him walking around from at her house. When Frederick got to Johnnys house she got greeted by his big nose with a piece of soup on his nose. Frederick didn’t like being able to see Johnnys big nose with soup dripping off of it.

My goal is to use sensory details to enhance my writing. Hope you like my story

As me and my crew put the last of the stuff into the ships we set sail for Bermuda triangle and that it would take us about 9 days of rough waters the first few days were a blur of looking at maps, eating and obliging to the captions commands about getting him status reports on where we were and the number of supplies we had left when i told him that we were low on our 5th day “ boss we only have enough supplies to last one more day” I whispered “if you don’t fix this your dead” yelled caption. On the fifth day a huge storm hit and flipped our ship. Everyone was hurrying to find the extra boats and save as many supplies as possible. Me and some others passed out and woke up on a rocky beach. As we were exploring we found a cave and headed inside. It felt like we were walking for an hour until one of the survivors found a flight of ancient stairs made of limestone that were so fragile that if you looked at them wrong they would collapse. We went down and found this massive stone head the guy behind us must of set of a trap then the head was like a giant vacuum and sucked us in to this massive tunnel that to us to Atlantis city as we were going down there was horrific scent that smelt of sulphur and rotten fish and this screaming sound when we got down the tunnel some of the guys tried to climb out but as they slid down a hole opened up and they fell in so i was the only one left to explore the lost city that was in algae mess.

13.08.26

My goal was to use figurative language in my writing

Glurpol didn’t like his new job very much, it was as horrible as his last, maybe even worse! His last job had been cleaning toilets in a posh house owned by the duke of Easton, it had been gross because the Duke was prone to serious diarrhoea, so he had left that job only to find the one job available, was cleaning royal soldiers’ gross feet! When he saw it he thought it can’t be as bad as cleaning the duke’s toilets, but it was much much worse! He wasn’t just cleaning any soldier’s feet, he was cleaning the ogre army’s feet! They were the best soldiers in all of Kridel! They were as slow as sloths, but as strong as saltwater crocodiles which made them great for frontline battles against the neighbouring Kingdom called cruven Empire, Glurpol didn’t mind having to stay in the army basecamp, it was nice and provided him a place to sleep, but the ogres feet stunk so bad, if they took off their boots the other soldiers around them would faint from the horrid smell, it was as bad as cow dung! On glurpols very first day, he was handed a bucket, a cloth, and a peg for his little blue nose! His first ogre of the day was brave Billy, the best ogre in all the land! He sat down and looked around in his bag for something, he didn’t talk much just watched as glurpol cleaned his stinky feet.

02/07/26

My goal was to write in paragraphs

I didn’t finish my story

I had lived in this tower all of my life, with Grayson and Julie. They raised me since birth in this little gray tower, in the pink forest of forgetting.

Everyday was the same, get up, help Julie cook breakfast and fold the washing, then, my favourite part of the day, going foraging with Gray and Squaker, my magnificent eagle who followed me everywhere I went. But I could not stay here all my life, unlike Julie and Gray who were content with living this simple life,

I wanted more, I wanted to take back my Kingdom of Brekya, and someday I would, but first I needed to convince my protectors, Grayson and Julie that I was capable of looking after myself.

I was a forgotten princess as Julie liked to say, because when the Istetis Empire had invaded the Brekya Kingdom The King, my father had given me to his most trusted servant, Grayson, and his wife, Julie.

My twin, Lucy Harchester had been taken to the Doreren Kingdom well the Worst War in the history of Yesea went on for 4 years, 7 months, 2 weeks and 3 days. I knew that number so well because at the age of 5 when I had been told by my dear father, the king, to listen to Grayson and his wife, no matter what happened until, he came to take me back. I remember his words like yesterday,

“ Avery, you must listen to Grayson, he’s the best man I have ever known and when this war is over and our kingdom has won, I will come and get you from the gray tower in the pretty pink forest you love.” Soon I realised that the real name of this forest is The forgotten forest.

In the dusk days of 1939 the builders and inventors of Italy were experimenting by building different kinds of robots to help for battle in war as the army was struggling and needed assistance. 

They started off by building tiny robots that were hard for enemies to see, once they detected an enemy base they would self-destruct and blow up. The distance of the destruction went up to a kilometer away. 

After the inventors had sent hundreds of robots to the battle they waited to hear the results from the army. The inventors started planning a design for a backup robot. They decided to make it 4 feet tall and have indestructible metal armour so the enemy’s bullets would bounce back off the armour. Using the enemy’s weapon as their own would be unexpected for the enemies.

“These robots were a great success, but the enemies moved bases after a few weeks, now the robots can’t reach them.” Read Joe, the manager of the robot making. 

“Build and send out the new robots!” Commanded Joe, the team scurried off to their stations to build the different parts of the robots. After the robots were finished the testers had to see if they worked. So the testers shot a bullet and quickly ducked behind a brick wall for safety.

After they waited a few seconds they went around to see the robot had deflected the bullet into the wall with not even a scratch on the robot.

“What are we waiting for then, send the new robots!” Demanded Joe.

Once they heard back from the army the results were winning the war.

My goal is to use words for a dictionary heres my story.

It’s 2075 me, Ava and Millie are hiking on mars the earth imploded with poison gas and mars has clean air. I’m ahead of the group “ hurry up you guys!” I yelled back “were going to be late to the heist” 

“We’ll be fine” wined Ava

“The boss won’t care” Milie persuaded “ he’s an old hag anyway” muttered Millie. A mini tornado of hot air pushed us back blocking our vision with a thick layer of sand on our goggles I heard a big thump then Ava yelling

“I’m good!” then  “hey guys there’s a massive helicopter coming towards us”. Turns out it was just a gigantic bug that is going to be a long hike with Ava’s concussion and Millie being too laid back. Lets just hope the bosses new job customers aren’t too fussy and the job won’t be gruesome. 

“Wait up Sophie you’re too fast” a random voice yelled. I looked behind me and saw Tara sprinting towards me once she caught up and everyone else to their slow time. She explained that the boss was retiring and wanted  to give the whole operation to his most loyal sycophants. 

“See guys there was nothing to worry about” Millie says in a relaxed tone

“So we walked all the way out here for nothing” wined Ava apparently he was give the operation to Sophie 

  “ guys lets go home and rule desert”. 

Bzz! Bzz! Sparks flew up into the air. ‘’How much longer?,’’ Bot asked ‘’days, months, more’’

Replied AI. 

Bot was on a massive power pole in the sky and he had to finish the job within a day. 

Bot kept climbing higher and higher ‘’almost there’’ 

‘’Take your time’’

‘’Im trying’’. 

Bot sat his foot on a tiny metal chunk his foot was slipping but he kept climbing higher.

AI was metres above him. Bot looked down ‘’whoa!’’ his eyes felt like they were zooming out of his face ‘’jeez we’re pretty high up’’. AI looked down as well ‘’agreed’’. The wind was powerful up there and both had to be careful. Suddenly a massive ship started to fly past Creak! It struggled to move ‘’how you guys do”. The robot’s  voice was cut off as the ship started to fly away. They had given Bot and AI a tool crate. They both peeked under the top board ‘’hmm?’’. AI lifted the lid and he stuck his face underneath ‘’aah!’’. He screamed Bot quickly pulled him out ‘’what, what is it?’’ Bot said confused ‘’wire!’’. They were happy they actually have tools now and can get the job finished. Bot climbed up to a small box that had rust covering it. AI passed Bot some tools and they both slowly opened the box. Inside was a small fuse with cracks all over. It had a faint glow and all the other fuses were lifeless. Bot grabbed all the broken fuses and threw them into a small box AI was holding.

Smack! The boss hit his desk with anger. His eyes were filled with red and rage ‘’what’s taking them so long?!’’. He screamed and yelled, shaking his chair. He lived inside a rusty old office, he wanted that to change, he wanted to be a billionaire. He held his pen tight in his hands and wrote the day away. His hands were aching from all the writing, he kept going. ‘’Yes finally!’’ he scrunched up the letter and smacked it into the pipe. 

Swoosh! The letter was dropped off at the radio tower ‘’news!’’ AI grabbed it with his cold rusty hand. He opened the letter and flattened it out. He scanned word by word until he knew why the letter was here. He quickly shouted to Bot to work faster, handing him all sorts of tools. Bot was struggling ‘boss will kill us!’’ He grabbed a laser and zapped the box away. It was freezing and the laser was flickering, giving up. The computer turned on to reveal the boss’s face ‘’hurry up!’’ he screamed. AI tried giving boss answers but it wasn’t enough. Bot threw a wrench on the computer shutting it ‘’hey!’’ AI wasn’t very happy but neither was the boss.

The boss was angry. Really angry. His coffee was cold and had been sitting for days straight. He picked it up hoping for a sip. Nothing. He opened up the old rusty computer and rebooted the system. He couldn’t restart it. ‘’No!’’ he yelled and began smashing his metal fists onto the top and sides of the computer. It glitched and began showing code. The metal titan grabbed the computer and smashed it onto his solid spiked knee. It snapped in half he yelled before grabbing the two halves and clamped them onto the sides of his head.

Clank! Bot dropped the wrench before falling to his knees ‘’it’s over’’ he said with a soft voice. AI looked in the direction Bot was looking. There was a massive ship with cannons all over. AI picked up a small box and threw it off the side of the tower. He stared at the 

massive ship. Its cannons started to glow and make a loud rumble. It charged up and made a low rumbling sound. It kept going, getting brighter and louder. Until. Boom! A giant burst of flames consumed the tower. The boss watched and smiled ‘’I’ll sell the tower then’’. He grabbed the broken computer and stitched it up ‘’alright should be fixed enough’’. He plugged the broken cord into the broken wall and flicked the broken switch. The computer booted up and made a high pitched squealing noise screeeeeeeeech! ‘’Ow stop stop, James U-P-L-U-G I-T!!!’’. James the mini bot quickly jumped over to the switch and he, and he missed. James hit the floor and snapped the cord entirely. The cord flung up and smacked the boss in the nose “James!’’ he yelled until the roof collapsed. James escaped but the boss did not. Suddenly the boss rose from the pile of rubble and he had a cord stuck to his face ‘’alright James Y-O-U A-R-E -F-I-R-E-D!!!’’.

It was really good and easy to make but not the nicest thing to eat in the morning straight away but it was still very very good.