Chilli sauce, Poison, and other crazy stuff
Jet was in his large white and red king size bed. He was wearing a jet pack covered pyjamas. ''C'mon Jet! Everyone's waiting for you!'' said Rookie, almost crashing the door down. Jet just groaned. ''Tell them I'm not feeling well. Go on without me.'' He said. And snuggled back into his soft bed.
About 15 minutes later….
Rookie waddled in. he was holding a large red bowl of soup. ''I told them the news. And guess what! I'm staying back to nurture you back to- WHOOPS!'' Rookie said, tripping on the fuzzy carpet. He landed smack on the floor, but the large ceramic soup bowl – went flying to Jet. Rookie watched in horror as the bowl fell on Jet. ''GAH!'' screeched Jet. The ceramic bowl was now on pieces on the fuzzy bed which was know soaked in soup. About 15 minutes later, Jet came out of the bathroom, wearing a new pair of jet pack covered pyjamas and about a mile of bandages and gauze from the burns of the soup. He then looked at his bed. It was soaked In the soup and fragments of the bowl were left on the fuzzy, comfy bed. ''Rookie! That was my favourite bed! And my favourite bowl!'' he said. But then he sighed, it was normal for such things to happen. No wonder his old town called him a village idiot and chased him out of there. Once he even broke Vie's laptop and even managed to drench Bellykid's 'Only Gary Should Know' book. ''Sorry..'' whimpered Rookie. '' It's okay, Rookie.'' Said Jet. ''thanks for forgiving me! Can I get you a cup of tea?'' he asked like a little kid. Jet smiled and said okay. Rookie happily ran down the stairs and into the kitchen and started making tea. Meanwhile, Jet pulled of the sheets and replaced them. Then he collected the broken pieces of the bowl and glued them together. It looked like a replica of the original, a bit cracked. The only thing was, it was unusable to eat with since some of the glue was sticking out and it would leak out due to the cracks. However it doubled up as a bowl to keep sequins and glitter and stuff like that. Ak had a taste for such stuff. Maybe he could give it to her on her birthday… as he was thinking, Rookie stepped into the room. Jet noticed that he was carrying a white bug which said I heart jet packs. Rookie handed the mug. ''Hmm, tastes a bit weird….'' Said Jet. ''Well, the tea tasted a bit bland so I added something in a little glass bottle to it.'' Said Rookie. ''Well, what did the label say?" asked Jet. '' I couldn't really read it since the label was charred and smudged.'' Replied Rookie. ''IT'S- IT'S GREEN CHILLI SAUCE!'' Yelled Jet, while fire streamed out of his mouth. He ran down into the kitchen and chugged down about five bottles of ice cold water. Rookie then came down. Jet started sputtering. then coughing. At last, he had a coughing fit. Rookie went towards the cabinet and and searched for the cough syrup. He pawed through the cabinet until he found a little purple vial with a label that said "POISON" ''Hmm… must be French for cough syrup'' he thought. He handed him the vial. Before Rookie could say a thing, Jet chugged down half the contents. When he turned the vial around to check the label, he nearly fainted. ''OH MY GOD!'' ''ROOKIE!'' he screamed as he fainted. Rookie ran around panicking. ''OH MY OH MY OH MY! WHAT SHOULD I DO?!'' He asked himself. ''narrator! Please tell me what to do!'' he begged me ''I don't want to lose Jet!'' ''Take him to the doctor!'' I said. Rookie immediately called 911. Turned out Jet needed surgery. ''You will be missed….'' Said Rookie as he was in the waiting room.
About ten minutes later…
Jet came in front of Rookie and asked what was going on. ''JET!'' Replied Rookie as he nearly smothered him to death.
I know, it's a sappy ending!