Bet you’re wondering about the stories about Grape Juice Pond. Everyone does, but no one actually ever heard the stories. To be honest, the story we’re writing is the first one ever written in human history. At least we think it is.
Every day, the two chicken chicks, Nugget and Pot Pie would go down to Grape Juice Pond after breakfast. They got very good at swinging through vines, riding on top of their train set, leaping over the never ending trail of mice, and bargaining with the bridge troll, and then climbing a tall mountain, for this was their coarse. Then they would build a log and stick and leaf boat, get in, and float away. Whenever they got thirsty, they simply dipped their bills into the grape juice, and start slurping. The pond had no water in it. Only grape juice.
The thing was, they were forbidden to go there by their parents, Chickadee and Chickadum. They thought it was dangerous. But Nugget and Pot Pie weren’t scared. Their parents would try to tell them scary stories about Grape Juice Pond to get them to not go, but Nugget and Pot Pie were smart chickens, they know what their parents were trying to do. Those stories just made them even more eager to go.
They carefully planned out every single trip. The first time they ever went without their parents, the troll was asleep and they hadn’t met him before. He woke up and looked at them like he wanted to club them.
“ROOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” the troll screamed.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” the chicks screamed back.
Every day after that they brought gifts and offerings to the troll. Every day after that the the troll was kind to them. One of the “scary stories” about Grape Juice pond had been about an army of trolls and their ferocious tie-dye gummy bears. Instead it was one troll and one, cute, cuddly, harmless little tie-dye gummy bear.
Chickadee and Chickadum never wanted their little babies to go alone on the perilous journey to Grape Juice Pond. So, they started to go with them. Chickadee and Chickadum were scared, but, of course, Nugget and Pot Pie were never even nervous. They traveled every morning- Grape Juice Pond for some reason wasn’t there at night or during the day, only at morning. They learned that from the troll. He knew EVERYTHING about our strange surroundings. He even knew about the giant, slobbery, hairy monster that lived in a small prison by the 4 foot tall jungle platform that Grape Juice Pond was located on. The platform had marbled colors made up of black, brown, grey, and white. On one lovely morning Chickadee and Chickadum were sleeping in when Nugget and Pot Pie were up and out of bed. Their parents usually woke up before them, but the night before the two sneaky little chicks sabotaged their parents alarm clock. They did that so that they could sneak out to Grape Juice Pond. Their plan was about to set into action.
They tiptoed out of their coop that was made out of giant blocks of wood with painted designs they didn’t recognize, yet they built it themselves.
Then they swung on the vines that hung on the ceiling. Then they leapt onto the train set, zoomed around for awhile, until they saw the mice. Then they whispered
“One two three, jump!!!!!” They leapt off the train and over the mice as quickly as they could and ran over the bridge, tossing the bird feed that they had collected into the troll’s food hole, a funnel that they could toss food and gifts into so that the troll would let them through. Then they came to the tall mountain. It was hard to climb, but then they finally got on top of the marbled platform. The chicks were quenched. So when they dipped their beaks into Grape Juice Pond, it was like heaven in their little mouths.But then they heard a very LOUD sound. “MOM! THERE ARE CHICKENS IN MY SPILLED GRAPE JUICE!”, screamed a squeaky voice. Then an even bigger human came in and chased them outside into the wild. The two itty bitty chicks were lost, and alone. They were scared to death. What would they do?! They didn’t know. The only thing they knew was that they should have never traveled to Grape Juice Pond- at least not alone. They wished that they were in their beds, sleeping like there was no tomorrow. The only thing they could do was find somewhere to sleep for the night. But then, they saw their parents get kicked out of that scary, giant, house.
The chicks starting screaming “PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP PEEP,”
Their parents responded “BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK BAK,” their parents started running towards them. Then they started forth the forest that they saw in the distance. It was a rainy day.Their feathers were very wet from the downpour coming from the sky.When they reached the forest they all gave in on making a shelter to spend the night in. It was made out of leaves, twigs, and mud.
In the morning the journeyed forth deeper into the forest. Then they saw something amazing, extraordinary. OUT OF THIS WORD! It was a real, Grape Juice Pond!
by Mae and Summer
Your blog is so AMAZING!!!!! Your such an amazing writer. You use some of the best writing language to really draw me into your story. And I love your blog them.
Thanks for the nice complements. 🙂