The Elamelons

Author: Ethan Beal
Class: E
February 19, 2025

As the Elamelons chill on the four-man cow, a threat arises. “Sir, the Elamelons have beat B group 2!”

As his face turns roasted carrot, he yells, “No0o0o0o0oo0o0o0o0o!!!”

“Beep beep beep beep” comes the sound from the city.

“Oh no, there’s been an attack in the city! The Elemelons rushes to Fruitopolis.

“Flame burn them!”

“I’ll do it! But that’s not because you tell me to. We all know that’s why you do it,” Breeze yelled.

“I’ll make the Beats into beetroot stew. I’m going to be back, by juice on it,” he replied.

“I’ll take the broccoli, please, and knock them into the water.”

Whoosh, splash, the water rises behind the broccoli and tries to release it. Splash, whoosh.

“Yes, we beat them! Good job, team, we saved Fruitopolis,” the crowd cheers.

“Thank you Elamelons.”

Pow, pow, pow sounds out. “Elemelons!!!!” Then pow, pow, pow again.

“Sir,” he says, “they beat group 3!”

“Send out group 4, you bum!”

“Yes, sir, I am a bum, a bum I am,” he answered.

Tingling, tingling sounds out.

“We beat our high score guys!”

“Yes, let’s go, totally rad dude” they answered.

Beep, beep, beep, beep sound forth.

“Two in one day, that’s strange,” he wondered aloud. “Come on, let’s go.” Oh,” turning, he sees something. “What is that, Flame?”

Boom, boom sounds out.

“It has a club. Okay.” Solo makes that Behemoth thingy trip, then Breeze knocks it up. Then Solo make a big pillar for him to stand on. Flame burned the thing’s hand so that it dropped his Club. Then Breeze made sure it got away from here, knocking it into the ocean so it doesn’t hurt any civilians.

“Then I’m going to take the water and make it into a hand so I can have the club. And I’ll beat him to the ground.” Then Flame unleashed the fire.

“I’ve been waiting for you to say that. I’ll check if there’s any injuries. You guys go fix the buildings.”

“Okay,” Breeze and Solo say at the same time.

“Help, help, please somebody, help me!” they hear.

“Hey, you okay?”

“No, look, monsters!”

“What? We just beat them!”

“Oh no, cauliflower impossible,” he said. “Let’s get you out of here.”

“Stay here. I’ll come back for you, I promise.”

“Breeze, Solo, Flame, you have some cauliflower. Make some 12 o’clock cauliflower.”

“I thought we just beat the behemoth.”

“That’s what I thought, too, but we have to fight them again.”

“Okay, burn them!” Then Breeze … “

“Wait no Breeze!”

Boom!

“Captain Solo, get him out of here! I guess it’s up to me and Flame.”

“All right, good luck,” Solo said.

“I’ll take the two on the left. You’ll take the two on the right.”

Whoosh, whoosh, splash, whoosh, splash.

“I can’t beat them! Oh no, wait a second. Is that a slash? My arm!”

“Haha, Elamelons! You will be defeated and I shall rule. From the very day you failed me, my entire life, I’ve waited for this. For the Elamelons to be defeated and I can finally become Mayor of Fruitropolis. And I shall rule forever.” He explained further, “When I was on my way back home from work, an attack happened, and my mom was in the very building where they fought. But no, they didn’t help her, and she fell from a building. Now I devote my life to destroying the Elemalons as they destroyed my mom. The Elamelons will die! Hahaha, hahaha,” he said in evil laughter.

To be continued …

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