Heated Competition

by Computerfan

The 'UTSE' United Towns Sporting Event is celebrating its 10th anniversary, and the winner wins a sweet trophy! Four towns compete each year: Honevray, Celedron, Endavcra and Aquatos. But will the heated competition break all bonds the towns have?

1. Prologue

Prologue

THE UTSE 2009!

The UTSE (United Town's Sporting Event) is upon us, and this year, the town of Honevray has been chosen to host. The event consists of five events: 100m run, 200m run, 300m run, 500m run and 1000m run. The winner of each race gains three points for their town, while second get two and third one.

The UTSE has been around for ten years now, and each spring, one of the four towns, Aquatos, Celedron, Endavcra and Honevray, hosts the event. The competition started in 1999, where Tortimer, mayor of Honevray, took the trophy. In 2000, Portimer of Aquatos won, 2001, Hortimer of Celedron, 2002, Hortimer again. Since then, Mortimer of Endavcra has won.

This event has created a friendly rivalry between the four towns, but this year, the winner gets a sweet trophy made of pure gold, and their town will be remembered forever. To sign up, fill in this form:

Town Name: Honevray

Town Mayor: Tortimer

Mayor Signature: _______

Submitted Team:

Josh

Pierce

Bud

Kabuki

Bella

Avery

((Scribbled underneath)) One of them will be a sub.

Please send this to the town hall of Honevray, addressed to Pelly, when complete.

Thank you.

Tortimer smiled to himself as he quickly filled in the form, before folding it and placing it in an envelope. He attempted to lick the envelope, before stopping and wetting his tongue, before trying again. He then sealed it and began to write the required address on the front. He had no idea why Ms. Pelly had made him put it in an envelope; he was mayor of Honevray after all.

"Are you finished, Mayor Tortimer?" Ms. Pelly asked, rushing over to the old turtle, attempting to grab the envelope from the mayor's hands.

Tortimer scowled, and pulled back, causing the clerk to quickly let go with worry. Tortimer snapped, "Let me finish the address first, you stupid pelican. I must make sure I do nothing to get disqualified."

"Yes, yes, of course." Pelly hastily responded, flattening her dress in an attempt to impress the turtle, "Sorry, sir, I'm just excited about the UTSE. Do you think this is our year, sir?" She leaned in close on him, watching her boss' hands etch out every letter with care.

Tortimer took a while to respond, but put his pen back on the table and handed the envelope to Pelly, who quickly took it, "Yes, Ms. Pelly. This is our year. This is certainly our year." He turned away, smirking slightly. He would not his team lose, no way.