Legolas and the Radical Robots
The Radical Robots were advancing. They were getting closer...closer...closer! Their red eyes flashing, arms and legs making a clunky mechanical sound. They drew nearer...until you could see the evil in their eyes! They were out to kill! To murder! To -
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Legolas awoke with a start. He sat up and flopped back down, missing his small pillow and hitting his head on the solid mattress. It was the third night in a row he'd had that dream. The dream...the dream about the Radical Robots! It had all started with the sleepover. Legolas had decided to invite the Fellowship over on a sleepover at his place. They'd stayed up really late, watching the entire Star Wars series. Then they'd laughed non- stop as they watched themselves in the Lord of the Rings cartoon movie. Legolas had known he was going to look wierd, but when he finally saw himself as a cartoon, he knew wierd was not the word for it. He'd run to the front of the tv and shielded it until everyone promised not to laugh. It wasn't him who was going to get all the laughs anyways. Boromir had a Viking hat.
But never mind about the details. When the Fellowship turned off the movie, they wanted to watch some TV. That was when the Radical Robots commercial came on. There they were, all in a line, about twenty of them, their evil red eyes flashing. The kids who were playing with them on the commercial looked like they were having fun, but Legolas didn't let that fool him for a second. Those robots were the scariest things he'd ever seen. They were too evil to be real toys for kids. They wanted to take over the world! That was what they really wanted.
It had been 3 nights since that sleepover, and not one of them was spent sleeping peacefully. Legolas had a dream every night that the Radical Robots were out to get the world, and on this night, after waking up from yet another frightening experience, he knew he had to do something. He was going to save the world from the Radical Robots.
Hopping out of bed, Legolas hastily pulled a green cloak over his Big Bird pyjamas and fastened it with a pin that said, "I Survived Doing Sound Effects on Whose Line is it Anyway!" (It was a big pin). There was no time for the unimportant stuff like brushing hair and teeth and putting on shoes. Out the front door the Elf went, and got into his green car. He knew where he had to go first. The factory where they made the Radical Robots.
He would put a stop to it. He would put a stop to it all!
But first, he would go to Dunkin' Donuts and get a coffee.
The Radical Robots were advancing. They were getting closer...closer...closer! Their red eyes flashing, arms and legs making a clunky mechanical sound. They drew nearer...until you could see the evil in their eyes! They were out to kill! To murder! To -
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Legolas awoke with a start. He sat up and flopped back down, missing his small pillow and hitting his head on the solid mattress. It was the third night in a row he'd had that dream. The dream...the dream about the Radical Robots! It had all started with the sleepover. Legolas had decided to invite the Fellowship over on a sleepover at his place. They'd stayed up really late, watching the entire Star Wars series. Then they'd laughed non- stop as they watched themselves in the Lord of the Rings cartoon movie. Legolas had known he was going to look wierd, but when he finally saw himself as a cartoon, he knew wierd was not the word for it. He'd run to the front of the tv and shielded it until everyone promised not to laugh. It wasn't him who was going to get all the laughs anyways. Boromir had a Viking hat.
But never mind about the details. When the Fellowship turned off the movie, they wanted to watch some TV. That was when the Radical Robots commercial came on. There they were, all in a line, about twenty of them, their evil red eyes flashing. The kids who were playing with them on the commercial looked like they were having fun, but Legolas didn't let that fool him for a second. Those robots were the scariest things he'd ever seen. They were too evil to be real toys for kids. They wanted to take over the world! That was what they really wanted.
It had been 3 nights since that sleepover, and not one of them was spent sleeping peacefully. Legolas had a dream every night that the Radical Robots were out to get the world, and on this night, after waking up from yet another frightening experience, he knew he had to do something. He was going to save the world from the Radical Robots.
Hopping out of bed, Legolas hastily pulled a green cloak over his Big Bird pyjamas and fastened it with a pin that said, "I Survived Doing Sound Effects on Whose Line is it Anyway!" (It was a big pin). There was no time for the unimportant stuff like brushing hair and teeth and putting on shoes. Out the front door the Elf went, and got into his green car. He knew where he had to go first. The factory where they made the Radical Robots.
He would put a stop to it. He would put a stop to it all!
But first, he would go to Dunkin' Donuts and get a coffee.