Heyooo! My name is Quanita the Sea Cucumber. But you, you can call me Ita. I'm in a bit of a cucumber. (you see what I did their) Well if you didn't catch on, I have a problem. My brother, Nofiddle, has gone missing in the great, big ocean! I know what you're thinking, "It's over, you'll never find him in the ocean, you're just a little sea cucumber. You'll get eaten out there!" Well, you know what, you're wrong! I may not have anyone to help (Because my brother was my only friend), but I shall record my details in this journal. My first suspect is the octopus of the reef. He has always despised my family, starting by when he ate my grandpapa, then my mother, my aunty, and finally my uncle, possibly now my brother. Oh sorrow! My second suspect is the evil crustacean, Mr. Crab. He once tried to grab and devour me! Luckily, I wiggled and jiggled my way out of his grasp. And last but certainly not least on my list is the deadly sea star, or as you may recall, the star fish. One time this fatal sea creature attacked my home and tried to snack on my whole family, we had to move and have many weeks of therapy from the kind sea horse. Going back to the point, I just need to find Nofiddle, before it's too late. I'll back to you as soon as possible with updated information about the situation. Thanks for listening byeeee!
Comment who you think took Nofiddle!
Hello! I'm Arman the armadillo. I have made my search for home and I'd like you to hear my story! I was abandoned as a young armadillo and I finally have found home. Here is my story. I decided I must started a search, I began at Oohguala Jungle. As I hobbled through the jungle, I saw a parakeet. I asked him if he knew where home was, he told me it was down the stream but all I saw there were more parakeets. Then I saw it! A rhinoceros, a big fat one. When I asked her where family was she pointed up a hill. I journeyed up the hill only to find more rhinoceroses. After a series of questioning where home was, I finally figured out the pattern. I then went to bed. When I awoke, I was joyed to see two armadillos trotting past me. They passed me without noticing I was there. I hobbled over to them and asked them what their names were. They told me their names were Skirtt and Skitter. They told me they were twins, in my opinion they looked nothing alike. I asked them where home was and they told me to follow them. On the long hobble we learned much about each other. I found out they were searching for their lost brother. I told them I was a lost armadillo, searching for my family. Then it clicked, had I found my family?! I knew it was true, and when I saw my parents I hobbled to them as fast as I could and told them I was their lost son. It took some questioning but soon we realized we were family. My new life is better than it has ever been!
Comment what you would name your pet armadillo if you had one!
Thanks for coming back to help me with my search for Leslie. It's been a while but I finally figured out who stole him, I had to search far and wide but finally I detected the culprit. It was approximately 2 hours ago that I solved the case, and here's how it went. As you know I fell asleep crying last time we spoke, but when I awoken I felt refreshed. I thought it was all just a nightmare, but then reality hit me and hard. I felt like I was going to cry yet again but I knew I had to buckle down and find him. I ran to get my judge coat to make a court but then it hit me, my security camera I had set up 2 years ago! It had both hit me metaphorically and right on the noggin, it hurt. I was filled with excitement, I eagerly ran for the footage but of course it was dead. My 3 hearts sank (because I'm an alien I have 3 hearts). I was devastated but I knew my favorite lemon could be in danger or worse, gone! I had to find the criminal! I grabbed my journal and wrote down my suspects, my sister, my mom, my father, or dare I say my pet florb, Obbo. I shuddered at the thought of it being in Obbo's stomach. I called Squibby, knowing he would have some expert advice and when he answered I just screamed, "I'm coming over!!" then hung up. I felt that a phone call didn't stress this matter enough. I yelled to tell my parents and ran over, breathless when I finally arrived. I didn't have time to knock, because I knew where their key were, I grabbed them and barged in. Squibby's mother wasn't surprised when I came because this was common, but she yelled "Oh dear slow down, you'll hurt yourself! You've already got a bump on your head!" I had not realized it was noticeable but I didn't care. I bursted through Squibby's bedroom door and he jumped and when he saw me, he said, "You scared me!" I replied, "You must help me find Leslie, I miss him and I can't bare without him." still panting. He laughed and told me we'd get right down to business once he got out of his pajamas and went to the bathroom. While he was in the bathroom I decided I should get a pen and piece of paper from his drawer. When I opened it I gasped, I saw Leslie! He walked in right at the moment and he knew I knew. Though I wanted to attack him I gave him a chance to speak and just gave him a confused look. He gasped as well and tried to cover up his shame. He acted as if he didn't know how it got there, I asked him why. He looked down at his feet in embarrassment. He said that he was jealous that I had something to care about so much. He went on that since he couldn't find a relationship like mine and Leslie's he thought he could just take away mine. It hurt me that he felt that way, but I still wanted to attack him, but I didn't. I laughed, though angry that he took Leslie I was happy my Leslie wasn't hurt. I gave him a reassuring smile and I laughed, I could tell he was confused. I explained to him that it was ok but it can't happen again. I grabbed Leslie and hugged him. I told Squibby that I was going to go home quick and grab something I had for him. When he asked what it was, I told him it was a surprise. I ran home and when I was back at Squibby's I pulled out a turnip from behind my back and said, "It's yours, you name it and you make a friendship like Leslie and I have, with him." He smiled and thanked me many times. Though Squibby stole my Leslie, I know that he is the best friend I could have. (Other than Leslie of course!)
Heyo! I’m Snippy the snappy alien. I have a mystery and I need help solving it, want to help? Yes?! Really?! I’m so excited. It all started about ½ an hour ago when I saw that Leslie my lemon was gone! My first reaction was to call for my friend Squibby, but then I remembered that he was out for dinner with his family. I barged into my sister’s room suspecting that she took it because this same situation had happened before. She was playing with her dollies when I came in and I told her, “the jig is up, I know you have my lemon!”. She responded with “ I don’t have your gross lemon!”, and by the tone of her voice I could tell that she didn’t have Leslie, yet I was still suspicious! I quickly barged out of her room almost in tears. I started wondering who had Leslie if my sister claimed she didn’t. I went downstairs into the sniving room (or as you humans say, living room) where I found my mom and dad. “Who took it?!" I said in a high toned voice! “ I know it was you guys!” I said. “What are you talking about?” they said at the exact same moment. “You know what I’m talking about! Just hand it over!” I screamed. “ Snippy, please sit down and tell us what you are talking about.” said dad. “ My lemon!”, I screamed. They almost immediately responded “ We never took your lemon and we would never take it anyways.” I stomped out of the room without answering still wondering where my favorite lemon could be. Then I called Squibby because I knew that nothing was more important than a lost lemon! Am I right!? “SQUIBBY IT’S AN EMERGENCY! ARE YOU THERE?” I screamed into the small phone. “ Yes, yes, is everything alright? Is everyone ok?” He questioned. “NO! IT”S LESLIE!!! HE'S GONE!!!” I let out a sob. Squibby tried to comfort me and told me if I didn’t stop stressing and crying I’d go crazy at night. He added “You know you sleepwalk and sleep eat, and sleep dance.” I told him “I’m sorry I just need to solve this mystery and find my Leslie.” I hung up and plopped on my bed sobbing until I cried myself to sleep.
To be continued next Tuesday…
Comment what you think happened to Leslie
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