2nd
Perpetrator
On Tuesday my sister, Grace, went for a walk in the sun when she saw a wizard.
“I’ll turn you into a purple bean if you don’t do what I tell you to do,” the wizard demanded.
“Well, what do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Give me a slimy snail for my cooking.”
Two minutes later, Grace brought him a slimy snail.
“Now what are you going to do?” she queried.
“Aah,” he announced mysteriously. “You’ll see.”
Suddenly, BANG! All was black.
“Ooh, what’s happened?” Grace murmured drowsily, as she sat up and rubbed her head. “Where am I?” she said as her eyes adjusted to the dim light.
“You are where you think you are,” said a weird-looking man in flash clothing. “You are in Marlin’s house, Gracie.”
“Where’s Marlin then?”
“He’s gone out to get some groceries,” he replied.
“Do you know what that loud bang was?” asked Grace curiously.
“It was a bomb dropped from an aeroplane,” came the answer, as the man was shifting rubble.
“Why?” asked Grace.
“They were trying to hit Marlin.”
“How come?”
“Because they don’t like him.”
“But how come they don’t like him?”
“Because they have made a ‘droid of him.”
“What’s a ‘droid,” asked Grace politely.
“It’s an exact double of Marlin but it’s meaner.”
“Ooh,” Grace said, as she dusted off her clothes.
“Here comes Marlin from getting the groceries.”
Grace stood up. “Hello Mr Marlin. How are you? And how’s your slimy snail?”
“Well, thank you,” as he plopped the groceries down on the bench.
Grace’s head turned towards a noise.
“What was that?” Grace jumped.
The Marlin Droid rushed in and shouted “Surrender or die!”
“Who are you?” shouted the real Marlin.
“I am your Droid, created by your enemy, Perpetrator.”
Droid was about to grab Mr Marlin when I popped in to help. Using the surprise factor, I picked up Marlin’s double and chucked him out, sending him on his way.
I told him to not hurt anyone ever again, and, because I’m so wonderful, he didn’t.
I went back to Marlin’s house, the real Marlin, and got Grace. Marlin offered us some Slime Soup, but we declined and left for home. Grace thought is was a bit rough being caught in a bomb blast. But she survived!
THE END ~ NJ10.5
