Toot! Toot! The train was coming in at precisely eight AM.
It was a bright sunny morning and Pete felt wonderful. Nothing could stop him from having another wonderful day.
The birds were chirping as he got out of bed. He stretched in just the right positions; cracking his back.
Gliding majestically down the wooden staircase, Pete landed on the main floor with a thump. He went over to the kitchen to make himself some coffee.
"Wait!" exclaimed Pete aloud, even though he was the only one in the room. "I hate coffee! Why am I making coffee?"
That was when things went wrong.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Who is it?" asked Pete as he slowly walked to the door.
Thud! Thud! Thudthudthudthudthud!
"What do you want!" yelled Pete as he cautiously made his way to the noise.
There was no answer. Only silence. Pete opened the door with fear.
Swiftly opening the door all the way and diving on top of Pete, an overweight male known as Mo Rizzle screamed out in fear, exhaustion, and anguish all at the same time. He was a large fan of rap, which is why Pete didn't favor him as a neighbor so much.
"They've taken them, yo! They're all gone!" Mo cried out in anguish, exhaustion, and fear.
After Pete had shoved Mo away from him and brushed his body off, Pete exclaimed, "What happened to you!"
His friend was disheveled… his clothes were dirty and his eyes had rings around them.
"I tried to stop them, yo… I did. But they just told me to go back to my hizz-house and that everything was going to be mighty fine. They even tried to bribe me with some Bling-bling!"
Pete shook his head in disgust. "OK, OK… s-l-o-w-i-t-d-o-w-n. You tried to stop who? From doing what?"
Mo started to get worked up again. "I don't know who it was! They weren't the boys in blue… they was all wearing sunglasses, and burning the animal's houses and takin' them away in big trucks, which looked like a jail on wheels!"
Pete pondered this quietly, and then asked him one more question. "Why didn't they take us away?"
Mo shrugged. "Because we're humans, and not animals?"
"So these people must be trying to exterminate animals."
"Or using them for some evil sinister plot. Whoah."
"One of those two should be correct. We've got to hurry! We're the only humans in this town, as far as I'm aware of. Let's find out where those trucks went!"
Investigating the scene, Pete discovered much of what had occurred earlier that morning.
There they were, tire tracks and all. Animal prints were scattered everywhere on the ground, showing signs of rushing to and fro, and confusion.
There was one thing that was bothering Pete, however. He was talking to himself – Mo had gone out to inspect other parts of town.
"How do trucks come in and get out of town? It's just plain weird! You can only get out of town by the train station!" he exclaimed with curiosity.
Mo had some interesting news. He rushed over to Pete and started to talk.
"Pete! Yo, Pete! I'll be findin' something real sweet here!"
"What is it?" asked Pete.
His rap-loving friend enthusiastically answered with enthusiasm. "The train tracks! They're… gone! Come with me!"
Pete rushed to the train station to discover the truth – Mo was right. The train tracks had been replaced with a highway! And the train station was gone… in its place was a road leading in to the town.
"I loved the train station!" exclaimed Pete. Every morning it was the whistle of the train that woke him up. It was a great way to start off the day, and now he would miss it – forever.
"Why? WHY!" shouted Pete to no one in particular.
Unfortunately, Mo thought Pete was talking to him, and felt very insulted.
"Hey, yo… don't be hatin'! I don't know anything about this sinister plot!" said Mo as he started to walk away in disgust.
"I wasn't talking to you… I was just being dramatic." explained Pete, running over to his friend with confidence.
Rumble Rumble Rumble!
"Did you hear that?" asked a wide-eyed Mo.
Rumble Rumble RUMBLE!
"What the… it sounds like… bulldozers?" said Pete, clearly confused.
Sure enough, five bulldozers emerged from the tunnel, coming their way. Mo shivered with fear.
"This does not look so good…" Mo said, trembling.
Pete answered with a warning, "they're going to tear apart our town! Run to the house!"
Pete and Mo started to run back to their houses. Unfortunately, Mo was a bit overweight… OK, really overweight… and he stumbled and fell on the ground. Sliding a few feet, Mo screamed out in pain.
Pete turned around in slow motion, only to see that the bulldozer was almost on top of Mo.
"Mo! Look out!" screamed Pete. His friend was about to be squashed!
Find out what happens next chapter… which I assure you is much more humorous, and exciting! And it's longer!