Ferdinand
Ferdinand loved to play outside with his kites. He had many assortments of them for he was a collector of them. You may even say he was their biggest fan. The only problem was everytime he flew a kite he would fly away with it as he was incredibly light in stature and had no body fat whatsoever. So each time he flew a kite another adventure would unfold. Today Ferdinand decided to fly his kite, which was covered in electric blue feathers, oh how he loved that one. As he flew his kite and rose farther and farther off the ground something terrible happened. A Tornado hit him out of nowhere.
Ferdinand was blown round and round until days later he was blown into a puddle on a small deserted Island, or so he thought it was deserted. Little did he know that in the middle of the jungle a tribe inhabited this Island. This was no ordinary tribe, this tribe loved to sing and dance the night away. The only thing was they were completely tone deaf and couldn't dance if their life depended on it, and so this tribe was cast off onto this small deserted Island. Ferdinand wandered towards a noise of what he thought sounded like someone choking on a cheeseburger, emitting foghorn like sounds.
Ferdinand approached with caution as this fat piece of crud before him looked threatening, ugly even. The creature raised its rolls towards him and Ferdinand gasped in shock as this figure was actually human, just horribly and unnaturally obese. Ferdinand thought he had discovered the chief as usually they seem the biggest and most powerful on the Island, and Ferdinand didn't see how much bigger you could get from what he saw.
Cautiously he picked up a stick and poked it many times to see what it would do. The creature started to shake madly and then it self -combusted. Ferdinand was left standing there covered in fat, as his body wasn't used to this substance at all he began to absorb it. Slowly he grew huger and huger and started to make loud burping sounds for no apparent reason at all. Finally Ferdinand was left there standing there average wait, and self-concious. However could he fly home in the wind with a kite now?? He was huge! He could barely walk! He was used to only weighing 5 pounds and now he weighed 130!
Ferdinand only knew that because a magical scale had appeared out of nowhere and he had stepped on it. As nighttime approached Ferdinand began to hear a melody that sounded like an elephant jumped into a a pitful of wolves and the wolves weren't happy with this so they started attacking it and then a herd of flaming flamingos stormed by screeching angry squaks since they were on fire. Oh how Ferdinand loved that noise. He wanted to go check it out so he did. His eyes opened wide in horror at what he saw before him, it was a buffet table!! Oh how Ferdinand hated food, the mere taste of it gave him heartburn that would last eternity.
Ferdinand decided to jump out of the 100 foot tree he was in and start to sing with the tribe. He fit right in. So he decided to stay there for awhile as he weighed too much to get home. Not eating anything for days Ferdinand slowly turned into his old self. The day Ferdinand wanted to go home was the day he realized he lost his kite! However would he return back to his house? He decided to go looking for it, searching on the deserted Island he found a K-mart, a green bean, a piece of chicken and his greatest find, a woodbug. Oh how he wanted a pet woodbug. Ferdinand decided to keep it as his pet. Little did he know he killed it instantly when he picked it up.
Passing by his electric blue feather kite many times Ferdinand decided to give up hope. Maybe it was his destiny to stay on the Island and grow up to be a really talented singer and dancer. But he thought better of it, he belonged at home with his kites. Getting really angry Ferdinand stood up. He danced over towards a blue object which was on the sand beside the puddle he had first landed in.
"There you are!!" yelled Ferdinand.
Just then the tribe danced angrily out of the jungle. No one could take their woodbugs. Ferdinand had completely forgotten about the dead object in his pocket and did the first thing any normal person would do in this frightening situation. He began to run in aimless circles, screaming. As they danced towards him he ran faster and faster wondering why they were gaining on him. He began to feel dizzy and was about to be caught when the tornado struck again. Ferdinand blacked out onto his kite and was blown away in the wind forever.
So remember kids, don't be annorexic!