The World of the Book of Something

Hubert

One day while they were eating waffles... BOOM!!

"AHHH! What was that!?!?" Shouted Phoebe.

"I don't know," replied Branson.

"You guys be quiet," said Macca. Then all of the sudden every light in the house was out, "AHHH!!" screamed Phoebe.

"Shut it," whispered Macca, as Phoebe put her hand over mouth. Crash!

"AHHH" Phoebe screamed again, as a bookshelf fell next to them.

"That was wayyyyy to close for comfort!" Branson said.

"Who was that!?!?" Whispered Macca.

"I have no idea," said Branson.

A tall woman was standing in front of the house. Her hair was black and her eyes are faded blue. Her clothes look like they are from a different world.

"Um does anybody have their phone with them?" asked Macca.

"I do," replied Phoebe.

"Thank goodness." said Macca. The strange woman had her eyes fixed on them.

"GET THEM!!!!!" She screamed.

"I think it's time to run," said Phoebe.

"I agree," replied Branson. All three started running. Phoebe began dialing numbers into her phone.

Hi this is Macca sorry I missed your call please leave a message at the beep, BEEEEEEEP.

"Seriously?" said Macca.

"Oh, yeah." Realized, Phoebe, As she started over. Hello? Said a manly voice.

"Hi dad" replied. Hello? Hello?

"DAD!!" Shouted Phoebe. Just then the signal went dead.

"Ugg!!" Complained, Phoebe.

"STOP CALLING AND KEEP RUNNING!!!!!!!" Screamed Macca.

"We barely survived," panted Branson.

"You're right about that," responded Phoebe. "Where are we?" Macca asked. Whoosh!

"What was that?" Phoebe said panicking.

"I don't know" replied Branson in a shaky voice. "It looked like a giant potato."

"I know right," said Macca. PHEEEERT!!

"Ahh!" Screamed Phoebe "Wait... WHOA! What is that!?!" "I-I-I-I... think it's a-a-a... WALRUS!!!!!" Stammered Macca.

"You can tell by that???" Phoebe asked. Then, the Walrus quickly moved to the left, then flopped its way forward.

"I feel like it was bigger before," said Branson.

"Same here," replied Macca.

"What are we gonna do?" Asked Phoebe.

"We could slowly walk away?" suggested Branson.

"That's the best idea I've heard all day!" replied Macca.

"Wait! Don't go!"

"Was that the walrus?" asked Branson.

"Yes. It was me! My name is Hubert. I am the last magical walrus of my kind and I am very lonely! Will you stay with me? Please?" Hubert said.

"Um," Macca said looking at the others. "Sure. We will stay."

"YAY! Thank you!"