Carla Is Cool-Less

One fine day, Carla the cool cabin cruiser was speeding along in her own way. Honking as she pleased. And having fun whenever she pleases. Her friend, Emily, still remember the time that her recklessness had almost broken their friendship.

But she still likes Carla. Later that day, Emily had just finished moving a large ferryboat. After that job, she decided to see Carla. Soon enough, she met Carla near a wooden dock. "Oh," said Carla the moment she saw Emily, "Hey, Emily."

"Hey, Carla," said Emily, "How have you been doing?" "Oh, I was just visiting some sharp rocks growing from the bottom of the ocean." "Eh?" mumbled Emily. "Well, it looked like they were growing," said Carla. "All right," said Emily. "I've also sped by two big container ships," continued Carla.

"Uh," said Emily. Either the part where Carla sped by the container ships or Carla visiting the sharp rocks made Emily remembered the time she tried to turn between two rock peaks and got herself stuck in between them.

"Oh dear," said Emily. "I was cool!" said Carla. Emily was so busy thinking about her own mishap that she didn't listen to what else Carla was saying. "Emily," said Carla, "Were you listening to my story? Stories?" "Oh, yes," said Emily, "They were cool," said Carla.

"I know," said Emily, "But you'd better be careful. You could end up in a nasty accident." "I know how to take care of myself!" snapped Carla. "Yeah," said Emily, "But I was just thinking about my mistake with two rocks."

"What?" said Carla, starting to get angry, "You thought about that and not my cool adventures?!" "Carla," said Emily, "It's not like that." "I'm going to have fun now!"

"Carla," sighed Emily, "Great." Emily couldn't say anymore words and so, she decided to return to work. For a while, she moved cargo ships, tugged rail barges and checked marker buoys. But she couldn't get Carla out of her mind. At that time time, Carla was having fun.

She zigzagged all over the place. "This is fun!" she thought, "Emily was just being a spoil-sport!" She didn't know that Carla was about to get more than she could handle.

"Yay!" said Carla as she began to go faster. That's when the danger happened. Carla was speeding towards an underwater rock. "Weee!" she cried. Then, disaster struck. She didn't notice the rock until it was too late.

Carla hit the rock with a thud. "Ouch!" she said. The rock ripped a hole in Carla's hull. "Oh no!" cried Carla.

She was in great danger. "Ahh!" cried Carla, "Help!" At the same time, Emily had tugged onto an old rowboat that washed up on a nearby shore. She was going to take it to the junk dock. She towed the old rowboat for about 4 minutes when she heard Carla's help.

"Help! Help!" "Carla?" thought Emily. She raced off to where the yell for help was coming from. Soon enough, she found Carla, stuck on the underwater rock.

"Help! I'm sinking!" cried Carla, "Oh, hey, Emily." "What did you do?!" cried Emily. "I don't know," said Carla. "You ran onto an underwater rock!" said Emily, "You're starting to sink!"

"Really?" said Carla. "Yes!" said Emily, "Okay, I must rescue you. I can't get a crane, not enough time, so I'll have to rescue you myself." Emily decided to use parts of the old rowboat as a temporary seal for Carla's hull.

After Emily used the old rowboat parts to seal Carla's ripped hull, and set the old rowboat aside on her deck, Emily got ready to pull Carla off of the underwater rock. "Hang on!" shouted Emily. She tied her towropes onto Carla.

"I'm going to pull you off now!" said Emily. "Okay," said Carla. "Now!" shouted Emily. She pulled and pulled really hard.

"Not giving up!" screamed Emily. "I'm not!" said Carla. "What?" said Emily. "I'm sorry about what I said earlier!" said Carla. "Apologize later!" said Emily. In one nanosecond, Emily pulled Carla off of the underwater rock.

The old rowboat part prevented Carla from sinking. Emily quickly tied Carla up onto her side and they both headed towards the repair docks. "So," said Emily, "Are you okay?" "Yes," said Carla. "Carla," said Emily, "I will admit, I was thinking about the time I got stuck in between two rocks. It was my mistake. I wouldn't do it again."

"Oh," said Carla, "Then I guess, I've been pretty careless lately." "No kidding," said Emily, "But." "Yes," said Carla. "What were you really thinking?" said Emily.

"Fun," said Carla, "And speed. But I guess it landed me into trouble today." "I know it did," said Emily. "I'm really sorry for what I said to you," said Carla, "I was kind of an idiot doing that." "I know," said Emily, "And I'm sorry for getting cross." "Are we still friends?" asked Carla. "Yes," said Emily.

"Thanks," said Carla, "For saving me." "No problem," said Emily. By that time, Emily arrived at the repair docks with Carla. She dropped Carla off to have her hull mended. Emily set off to do more work. After she dropped the old rowboat off at the junk dock, she moved 2 container ships into and out of the Big Harbour.

Several days later, Carla returned from the repair docks. Her hull was mended and she got ready to have fun again, but she was a lot more careful. Emily was proud to be Carla's friend. "Now what should I have done?" thought Emily, "Oh yes!" She raced off back to the Great Ocean Dock.