****The Next Day****
"The wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round, 'round and
'round, 'round and 'round..." horrible off-tune notes came
from Henrietta as she stood in the kitchen peeling potatoes.
Skippy was now inside the farmer's house, it was a horrid
old-fashioned mix of avocado green and deep orange. Her
carpet was bright red and smelled of mothballs. The air
smelled of musk, and the mixture of mothballs had made Skippy
feel queasy, but he had to move on if he wanted to save
his friend in time. He darted from corner to corner through
the matron's house, aiming for the door that led to where
Maud told him Henrietta kept the lamb chop machine. He slid
from one corner, and then darted behind the pantry door
and yes! Victory! Skippy had made it to the door leading
to the "death machine." Now all he had to do was get the
door open, but how? He could not open it himself; Henrietta
would notice the door opening and a big white ball of fur
running through it. He had to distract her! That's when
he remembered, Maud! She agreed to kick, whimper and run
all over on Skippy's signal. He spotted Maud outside the
window above the sink a gave her a hoof up, and immediately,
she began to kick, whimper and run aimlessly all over her
stable. Henrietta looked up and ran out the front door yelling
after Maud to stop and calm down. Skippy took his first
chance and quickly opened the door and ran into the connected
barn where the horrid machine was sheltered.
Inside the barn it was dark and gloomy, and weird noises
came from what seemed to be a cage right next to where Skippy
was standing. He blindly reached for a light switch and
clicked it on, and he saw the enormous machine. It was huge,
metal, and looked as though it had teeth coming from a huge
mouth. The gears and pulleys looked like eyes and the passageways
from one side of the machine to the other looked like ears.
When he got the whole machine in perspective it looked like
a huge metal monster. He yelped and jumped back knocking
over a pile of empty glass milk bottles, breaking almost
"Skippy! Oh! I am so happy to see you!" exclaimed Egor
from inside the metal cage next to where Skippy was. "Henrietta!
Oh! It's horrible! She says she's going to kill all the
sheep, and I am going to be the first! Oh please Skippy!
Help me out of this cage!"
"I know, I know, Egor. Seymour told me everything. You
just work on that lock with this," and Skippy handed him
a nail he found lying on the ground.
He began walking toward the huge machine and picked up
a nearby 2 by 4. He shoved the block of wood into the gears,
breaking off at least 3 and bending all the rest so they
were useless. He grabbed a nearby sledgehammer and hit that
horrible machine until it didn't look like, well, anything--just
a huge pile of bent up metal.