Monday, January 26, 2009
Stories I'm working on
I'm working on the new chapter of lost in a deep hole. Plus I'm working on illustrating a book for my friend and its called Keeper of The Stars. Be looking for more post about that story it's going to be good.
Monday, January 19, 2009
New story called "Green Why Green?"
Green Why Green?
By: Hope Lenenburg
I woke like usual at the crack of swiss to find that Mother Mouse was cooking cheese, how surprising. Today the morning was beautiful full of flavors and the feel of a new crime scene to investigate.
I walked out of my part of the mouse hole and kissed my sweet Helda, or Mother Mouse, on the lips. And like always Timmy, Jimmy, and Claudia all yelled “Ewe----“. But to me it didn’t matter what the kids said cause I knew that one day they would be doing the same thing- and then I get to tease them about it Ha Ha Ha- Or that would just be mean. My thought got broken when Timmy and Jimmy jumped on me and I toppled over. “Good Morning Dada,” Timmy and Jimmy yelled, one in each ear. “Why, good morning to you too. Did you little rats sleep well?” I asked in a sweet voice. Then I looked at my sons little faces and I started to see little clots of water form up in their eyes. “Oh no please don’t cry, please, please, please,” I begged. Timmy and Jimmy’s eyes clouded up even more then “Wah Wah! Daddy we’re not rats we’re mice. Wah Wah.”
Mother Mouse sighed “Rob what did you do this time?”
“I only I mean I just,” I hesitated
“Save it for latter, Rob,” Mother Mouse said. After she said that I remembered that she probably would forget about when it becomes latter; with her hard work with the kids. I sat down next to Claudia who was looking very suspicious with her smile going from cheek to cheek. “What do you want this time?” I asked.
“Can I please please go see Chessed, it’s so cool,” she explained
“And why is this?” I asked.
“Well, because it’s the prequel to ‘The Monterey of Jack and it’s …”her words were conked out by a ring of the phone.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hurry Hurry the green cheese gas been stolen,” a high pitched voice squawked. I spit out my breakfast and ran to my hole, got on my suit, and then headed out the door to my auto Muenster then drove to the office.
When I got to the office Sir Archivald handed me a note. The note read:
The green cheese has been locked up for ages from the rats who think that if they eat the green cheese they will become King Zarquad the first to eat the green cheese. King Zarquad was 8 years old at a ball when the cheese was served and he rushed to it to get a bite but when he ate it he died. After he died the scientist studied the cheese and found it very suspicious. Then after a few days a note was found on the dead King Zarquad that said who ever ate another bite of the green cheese would become King Zarquad, even if there were more than one person that ate it there would be a more than one headed King Zarquad. That is how the green cheese came to be.
p.s. after you read this note run to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, and there you will find the place of the green cheese whole time I was in the car I kept running the address through my head then right as I got there I saw the White hole, home of president Parmesan Gouda. My jaw snapped open, how could something so disgusting as the green cheese be stored here. Ii parked my auto Muenster on the road them go out my jetpack; this should help me get over to the garden were the legend says the green cheese is stored under something sweet, colorful, and a flower.
Boom! Was the noise my jetpack made when I turned it on. At first I had trouble with getting it to go straight but then I got the hang of it and flew towards the garden. But when i got to the garden I guard was waiting there right in front of my nose. “Hello,” he spoke “Do you want to explain what this is about.”
“Well I got a phone call to come here to find the gr…” I stuttered.
“Save it for the judge,” he yelled. Soon I felt my wrist bring clutched by his and soon I found my self stepping into his car.
Again my shuddering had to come in at that moment and just great I’m stuck in jail just rotting away while a million headed King Zarquad is being formed.
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By: Hope Lenenburg
I woke like usual at the crack of swiss to find that Mother Mouse was cooking cheese, how surprising. Today the morning was beautiful full of flavors and the feel of a new crime scene to investigate.
I walked out of my part of the mouse hole and kissed my sweet Helda, or Mother Mouse, on the lips. And like always Timmy, Jimmy, and Claudia all yelled “Ewe----“. But to me it didn’t matter what the kids said cause I knew that one day they would be doing the same thing- and then I get to tease them about it Ha Ha Ha- Or that would just be mean. My thought got broken when Timmy and Jimmy jumped on me and I toppled over. “Good Morning Dada,” Timmy and Jimmy yelled, one in each ear. “Why, good morning to you too. Did you little rats sleep well?” I asked in a sweet voice. Then I looked at my sons little faces and I started to see little clots of water form up in their eyes. “Oh no please don’t cry, please, please, please,” I begged. Timmy and Jimmy’s eyes clouded up even more then “Wah Wah! Daddy we’re not rats we’re mice. Wah Wah.”
Mother Mouse sighed “Rob what did you do this time?”
“I only I mean I just,” I hesitated
“Save it for latter, Rob,” Mother Mouse said. After she said that I remembered that she probably would forget about when it becomes latter; with her hard work with the kids. I sat down next to Claudia who was looking very suspicious with her smile going from cheek to cheek. “What do you want this time?” I asked.
“Can I please please go see Chessed, it’s so cool,” she explained
“And why is this?” I asked.
“Well, because it’s the prequel to ‘The Monterey of Jack and it’s …”her words were conked out by a ring of the phone.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hurry Hurry the green cheese gas been stolen,” a high pitched voice squawked. I spit out my breakfast and ran to my hole, got on my suit, and then headed out the door to my auto Muenster then drove to the office.
When I got to the office Sir Archivald handed me a note. The note read:
The green cheese has been locked up for ages from the rats who think that if they eat the green cheese they will become King Zarquad the first to eat the green cheese. King Zarquad was 8 years old at a ball when the cheese was served and he rushed to it to get a bite but when he ate it he died. After he died the scientist studied the cheese and found it very suspicious. Then after a few days a note was found on the dead King Zarquad that said who ever ate another bite of the green cheese would become King Zarquad, even if there were more than one person that ate it there would be a more than one headed King Zarquad. That is how the green cheese came to be.
p.s. after you read this note run to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, and there you will find the place of the green cheese whole time I was in the car I kept running the address through my head then right as I got there I saw the White hole, home of president Parmesan Gouda. My jaw snapped open, how could something so disgusting as the green cheese be stored here. Ii parked my auto Muenster on the road them go out my jetpack; this should help me get over to the garden were the legend says the green cheese is stored under something sweet, colorful, and a flower.
Boom! Was the noise my jetpack made when I turned it on. At first I had trouble with getting it to go straight but then I got the hang of it and flew towards the garden. But when i got to the garden I guard was waiting there right in front of my nose. “Hello,” he spoke “Do you want to explain what this is about.”
“Well I got a phone call to come here to find the gr…” I stuttered.
“Save it for the judge,” he yelled. Soon I felt my wrist bring clutched by his and soon I found my self stepping into his car.
Again my shuddering had to come in at that moment and just great I’m stuck in jail just rotting away while a million headed King Zarquad is being formed.
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