Snail Stupido and the Runaway trolley!
One day in the park, early in the morning, everything was totally unspoiled. The grass was green (mostly), the trees were growing (extremely slowly), and the bench was wood (as always). Well, it WAS unspoiled until the loud, annoying BEEP BEEP BEEP of Snail Stupido's alarm clock totally spoiled the totally unspoiledness of it all.
Snail Stupido yawned a snail-y yawn and shlopped out of bed. Then he slimed up to the table and made himself a bowl of pellet flakes with his stalk-eyes (more on pellet flakes later). Once he'd finished his abnormal breakfast, he remembered to turn his alarm clock off. Then he slithered outside, hauled his home on his back and inhaled some slime. The reason he inhaled some slime was this: he had gasped and some off his gooey coating had been sucked into his mouth. The reason for this involuntary gasp was... There was a giant shopping trolley right outside his shell. Well, it was giant to him. Just normal to you or me.
Anyway, just as our Unusual hero had sucked up his unwanted slimy snack, his main half-friend, Diddyman, walked up from behind and said a shocked "good morning". The reason it was a shocked 'good morning' was the same as the reason for SS's snail-slime snack: giant trolley. "What on earth is THAT doing here?!?" Yelled Diddyman. "Don't ask me what it's doing. I'm not a mind reader" replied Snail Stupido. Just then, they both noticed the same thing at the same time: a full carton of snail pellets. It had blown out of the bin overnight and landed on a log shaped a bit like a trophy stand on the other side of the skate park. Now, Snail Stupido was not your ordinary snail. He was so accident-prone, he had become immune to snail pellet's deadly poison and grown to really like the taste. On the other hand, Diddyman was just as unlucky as SS. You see, Diddyman was the man in signs. And you may also know that there are signs in the world that picture little men being electrocuted, attacked by sharks, and not minding the gap between the platform and the train. So you can imagine that he was very concerned about everyone's safety. He wanted to get to the carton so he could dispose of it. They both had their different reasons to get their hands (or eyes) on the carton. All they had to do was get there. But the skate park was tough terrain, especially if you were as small as those two. So there they were, pondering how to get there, when the third and final member of their non-established gang popped up, seemingly out of nowhere. And he had an answer to the problem. "Why don't you have a race?" Suggested Tim the small person. They all thought that was a great idea (especially Tim) so that's what they agreed to do. Snail Stupido decided to use the trolley as his racer, Diddyman got his Diddybike, Tim got his checkered flag and they were ready to go.
The traffic lights on the road by the skate park changed from red... To orange... To green! They were off! They raced over slopes and bumps and curved sides, until the prize was in sight. They were neck and neck (which is a racing term for being right next to each other) when suddenly... CRASH!!! As you can probably tell from the supplied sound effect, they both crashed into each other. Their vehicles of choice skidded along the final stretch in one big trolley-and-tiny-bike bundle, and crashed into the winner's podium. The carton went flying over the playground and landed in the road! "I'm gonna get it!" Yelled Diddyman, running wildly across the playground. Suddenly, a giant lorry hurtled round the corner. It was heading right for the prize! Diddyman froze in his tracks. BANG! The lorry ran right over the carton, snail pellets exploded everywhere and the lid went flying at high speed back over their heads and hit the trolley with a loud CLANG!!! Snail Stupido was still on the trolley, so Diddyman grabbed on to the trolley's back and so did Tim. The trolley zoomed across the track with them all clinging on to the back. Suddenly it whizzed up a ramp and flew up high into the sky. They got a view of the whole park! The only people who saw the trolley flying through the air with a small boy, a stick man and a cross-eyed snail riding it were a few early risers who had decided to take an early morning walk in the park to wake themselves up. But that beautiful moment ended far too quickly and too loudly as well. It ended with the deafening SPLASH! Of a trolley that had just been flying at about 15 metres up in the sky landing in a river. And that, my friends, is the story of Snail Stupido and the runaway trolley. And now I have to go, so you have an excuse to the second story. Byeee!
Walk forwards 15 paces along the path from the road, look down at the floor and you will see a selection of lights.