Green Eggs and Ham Season Three: The Last Serving

Episode Twelve: The Key to Salvation(pt. 3)

 *Hello, my fellow readers. Whew! It's about time I finally got around to making the third part of the episode. The final part of the episode will be done soon. But guess what?! The next episode will have a lot more fun stuff in there full of National Treasure references and other references that you may or may not have heard of. This next episode will be fun to write since it's going to focus on our characters bonding romantically and forming new friendships. So, with that said, this episode is published on August 20, 2020. If you like this part, please don't be afraid to vote and comment. It will be greatly appreciated. Have a blessed day! Thank you! Enjoy!*

Morton, the mouse, zoomed through the Jungle of Nool, kicking up dirt and causing the leaves to hover above the ground for a second. He knew he had to find salvation for his friend, Horton, and the animal group that he barely knew. For what felt like hours of running, Morton finally stood beside the tree trunk, bending forward and panting for air. He wiped the sweat off of his brow from the extreme humidity in the jungle and noticed pictures of the people he had no idea  as to who they are. However, those people appear like they could help and having at least one of those posters with him would come handy. So, he took the one with the picture of the orange-furred Knox with his name in red bold and underlined words: Guy Am I

Becoming thirsty, the mouse zoomed towards the nearby puddle and drank the water quickly, causing him to have the hiccups. He tightened his grip on the poster and then drank the water more slowly this time, avoiding the hiccups. He heard footsteps, perking his ears up quickly. The speedy mouse followed the sounds with the paper in his paw. He scurried up to the tree with vines and spied on the mysterious figures moving around in the jungle. There's a tall black cat with a colossal red hat with white two thick stripes with a goldish bowl balancing on it, a short orange-furred guardian with a yellow bushy mustache and brows, a green who with his brown dog traveling beside him, a short who with a small red hat with a miniature girl with long brown hair and pink fur walking beside him, and an orange-furred Knox with a brown crumpled hat traveling through the jungle.

Wait a second!

Morton quickly glanced down at the paper to see the picture of the same Knox he's seeing in front of him. He never knew that this miracle would come that quickly. He glanced up from the paper desperately as he tossed it aside to leap off of the tree. He landed onto the brown crumpled hat, letting it go lopsided on the Knox's head.

"What the--!" the goldfish gasped as the Knox grabbed the hat and took it off to notice Morton on it.

The cat tilted his head. "I believe the critter is desperate."

Morton panted after long hours of running and then sighed heavily. "Are you--Guy Am I?"

"That's me," The Knox, Guy, uttered nervously.

"Perfect!" Morton exclaimed happily, breathing in and out desperately. "We need your help!"

"What's going on?" Guy asked with a raised brow.

"I'm sorry, we?" the green who added with a bit of a stern voice.

Morton nodded his head. "Yeah, my friend, Horton, needs help along with the animal group that I barely know."

"Animal group?" The short guardian muttered underneath his breath.

"Yeah! Actually, not everyone in that group are animals. I mean...there's a little girl," Morton included, trying to remember who the little girl was.

"Little girl?" Everyone questioned simultaneously.

"Yeah, she had that long red hair in a tight ponytail and a cute little pink dress--"