By 3rd Grade Students at Huff Elementary
January 2018
Drool stood by his ship. Woof-Woof watched. They were both of the race of Labradoodles. However, he was the only Labradoodle with high intelligence. Woof-Woof was determined to use his high intellect to stop Drool from taking over Mars — Drool’s diabolical plan!
Though Drool was the same species as Woof-Woof, they didn’t look that much alike. While Woof-Woof stood on all fours like most Labradoodles, Drool wandered around teetering on two legs. Woof-Woof had beautiful golden curly hair, but Drool’s curly hair was green! Woof-Woof was just the right size but Drool was some kind of awkward giant!
Woof-Woof’s curls were quite hard as was normal for Labradoodles, but Drool’s were sharp and spiky. Woof-woof did not want to touch Drool.
Drool stank. Like a skunk. Woof-Woof began to squeak like a rabbit which he knew would freak Drool out.
Drool ran off and fell off the planet.
Uh-oh! Woof-Woof realized he had gone too far. He bounded to the ship and grabbed the nearest jetpack. He zoomed after Drool! He caught him, grabbed him and then zipped back to the planet.
An alien approached. “Hello, my name is Tartar Sauce,” the alien said.
“Why are you on Mars?”
Before they could answer, someone barked.
Huh! Woof-Woof looked around. It wasn’t him. It wasn’t Drool. It wasn’t the Martian. It was a dog! Whoa!
Where had he come from? Then Woof-Woof saw what he was eating. It was HIS CHOCOLATE — chocolate, foil, wrapper, and all. Oh no!
The dog must have stowed-away on his ship! And now he had eaten Woof-Woof’s precious chocolate. It was such lovely sweet goodness. Eating chocolate was like eating yummy sweet cats! The dog barked again, and then he started to speak.
“Hey, I’m Bandit. What’s everyone doing?”
Woof-Woof stepped forward. “I’m Woof-Woof and I’m a member of the Galactic Supreme Law Enforcement. I’m here to take Drool into custody. Drool had an evil plan to take over Mars, but NOT ON MY MY WATCH!”
Bandit raced up to Drool and bit him on the foot!
“Ahhhhh!” Drool cried. He fell over.
Woof-Woof marched to him and put paw-cuffs on him. “You are a hero, Bandit! Because of you, I easily caught Drool. Have as much chocolate as you would like.”
Woof-Woof dragged Drool off to Martian jail where Drool immediately fainted. He woke up 30 minutes later. He looked confused.
Woof-Woof sat outside the jail, munching on chocolate.
“Where am I?” asked Drool.
“You are in Martian Jail”
“But why?”
“Because of your evil plot!”
“I don’t remember an evil plot!”
Suddenly something strange and wonderful happened. It was as if Mars was reborn. It had water — so much water — and plants and trees and everything.
“I think the planet is happy that you caught Drool,” said Tartar Sauce.
Let’s have a pool party. They all went to a magnificent pool and partied. Only Drool stood on the edge still shackled and crying. But then, he got an evil look in his eye. Woof-Woof saw it, but he was too far away.
Drool broke free from his chains. “Ha ha!” he said. “My plan is back!”
He ran toward his ship and jumped inside.
Woof-Woof, Tartar Sauce, Bandit and all the Martians sprinted after him, but he started his ship and lifted off. They threw rocks at his ship and one lodged in the engine. It sputtered and died.
The ship began to fall back to Mars. It crashed.
Drool crawled out and began to weave away. He picked up speed. But then he ran straight into a coconut tree.
Boing! bonk!
He fell down and a coconut landed on his head. He appeared to go unconscious.
Woof-Woof approached cautiously.
The “Cliffhanger” Ending.
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