Malamander Chapter 3

Two days later we are sitting at my toy shop reading and after our near death experience with that thing I just thought we would calm down with all the hunting stuff but of course Zoe shouts I know where it is when Im in the middle of my book space race. But of corse I have to reply. “Where what?” 

“The scubermander egg” 

“Theres no way your taking me into that again, We nearly died. Also how did you get me out I totally forgot after my body completely went into severe scared shut down mode.” 

“Oh I just grabbed a stick and poked it in the eye and it scurried away.”

Sill that thing could gobble us BOTH up in one bite.

“B-b-but the powe-” zoe began to say before I shout “No way! I swear on my life I am not doing that again, it’s to dangerous.” 

Zoe then begins to calm here voice in a persuasive way and say “Yeah but we could use it to bribe the boat hook man. Maybe thats what he wants.”

Before I can even say another negative comment she drags be out side onto she sandy grounds just to say that the scubermander must have attacked me because the egg was on that island.

“You dragged me out here to say that, you could have said it in there,” I mutter under my breath. “If you want to go get the egg you would need equipment a full body suit and you wouldn’t be going with me.” 

( 30 minutes later ) 

I can’t believe I’m doing this, the breeze then whistles, I can’t believe i’m wearing a bowl for a hat and a cardboard box as a chest plate. Well here we go… Its quite hard to swim with a cereal box around your waist but i’m doing it now.

After about 2 mins of hard swimming Ive got here. “Quick, get the egg!” I hear being shouted from the distance.

“What does it look like I’m doing!” Finally I’ve found it. I look to show Zoe and she’s just looking at me with wide eyes. 

The moment or realisation hits me.

He’s behind me isn’t he. I slowly turn around like one of those funny memes I would see on the internet, but this time it isn’t funny. I feel a wet slimy tentacle clinging onto my face. There is no hope. My brain starts doing some mental trigonometry to give me the perfect angles to get out of here , yet that all fails when I forgot the 3rd decimal digit of π. Wait, The Egg. I clutch it tightly and hope. Please, please please. I get lifted off the ground I’m about to be dropped into the mouth of the scubermander. This is the end. Suddenly I don’t fell weight on my body. Im not on the ground but running to safety. “This thing does have magical powers!” 

“Told ya.”

Malamander Chapter 3

Two days later we are sitting at my toy shop reading and after our near death experience with that thing I just thought we would calm down with all the hunting stuff but of course Zoe shouts I know where it is when Im in the middle of my book space race. But of corse I have to reply. “Where what?” 

“The scubermander egg” 

“Theres no way your taking me into that again, We nearly died. Also how did you get me out I totally forgot after my body completely went into severe scared shut down mode.” 

“Oh I just grabbed a stick and poked it in the eye and it scurried away.”

Sill that thing could gobble us BOTH up in one bite.

“B-b-but the powe-” zoe began to say before I shout “No way! I swear on my life I am not doing that again, it’s to dangerous.” 

Zoe then begins to calm here voice in a persuasive way and say “Yeah but we could use it to bribe the boat hook man. Maybe thats what he wants.”

Before I can even say another negative comment she drags be out side onto she sandy grounds just to say that the scubermander must have attacked me because the egg was on that island.

“You dragged me out here to say that, you could have said it in there,” I mutter under my breath. “If you want to go get the egg you would need equipment a full body suit and you wouldn’t be going with me.” 

( 30 minutes later ) 

I can’t believe I’m doing, the breeze then whistles, I can’t believe i’m wearing a bowl for a hat and a cardboard box as a chest plate. Well here we go… Its quite hard to swim with a cereal box around your waist but i’m doing it now.

After about 2 mins of hard swimming Ive got here. “Quick, get the egg!” I hear being shouted from the distance.

“What does it look like I’m doing!” Finally I’ve found it. I look to show Zoe and she’s just looking at me with wide eyes. 

The moment or realisation hits me.

He’s behind me isn’t he. I slowly turn around like one of those funny memes I would see on the internet, but this time it isn’t funny. I feel a wet slimy tentacle clinging onto my face. There is no hope. My brain starts doing some mental trigonometry to give me the perfect angles to get out of here , yet that all fails when I forgot the 3rd decimal digit of π. Wait, The Egg. I clutch it tightly and hope. Please, please please. I get lifted of the ground I’m about to be dropped into the mouth of the scubermander. This is the end. Suddenly I don’t fell weight on my body. Im not on the ground but running to safety. “This thing does have magical powers!” 

“Told ya.”

Malamander Chapter 2.

This guy screeches to me, “girl! Where?!”

I say, “what do you mean?” There is no girls here, its just me.” But he says again,

“GIRL!” Only louder. 

“Please sir what are you talking about,” thoughts rush my head. What am I going to do?

I try and close the door but he keeps pushing to try and get in but Luckily I manage to slip it close. “Quick,” I whisper ” come with me.” We exit the back window and try and think of a place to stay the night. I know. Mrs Rosèy. She owns a book shop down the road we can head there.

I woke up in a warm bed in Mrs Rosèy’s shop with breakfast on a small desk. Good morning Dan I hear from the back. I must of forgot all about how I got in because of how tired I was. Speaking of forgetting things I forgot all about the hook man guy after I’d eaten this delicious breakfast. I finally asked what the girls name was and she said Zoe Palmer and I reply with Dan Sponge. I get a bit bored and decide to pick a book of the shelf. Scubermander is written in big letters on the front. I open it up and began to read, The Scubermander is a local legend that lives in th- 

But I quickly get interrupted by Mrs Rosèy snatching the book out my hands.

“Don’t you think this is a bit old for you Dan,” then she points at some toddler books on the front shelf. “Why don’t you try some of those?” I hear Zoe giggling in the by-side me.

” I want to see it for myself” I say. Before Mrs R can even say something back I had already gone to the beach outside for clues. Zoe follows after wolfing down her breakfast saying wait up. Just sand and shells and water and rocks. Wait! No, never mind it’s just a, wait! It is something a giant circular foot print with kind of, claw marks around it. “Hey! There it another over here,” Zoe says.

We follow them and they lead all the way out to the shore and point in the direction of a small island with one tree. It wasn’t far so I rolled up my pants and began to walk across the shallow water. 

I get there to see nothing just one tree and some yellow sand. I turn to look at Zoe but she shouts to me. “Run! Behind you.” That probably doesn’t mean that a big treasure chest has appeared behind me. I hold my breath, slowly turn around to see a 3 metre tall metal scuba-diving suit with a man inside, but suddenly six long pulsating tentacles burst out of the frame cracking the skin like suit and what was once the chest was now a mouth open full of razor sharp blades for teeth. This was no human  

Malamander. 

Have your heard of Gulls by the Sea? A small beach town on the coast. You probably have, there would have been an Ice cream van where you bought a strawberry cone, remember? Oh and that toy shop where everything in there you wanter thats where you got your souvenir a small fridge magnet of the beach. Happier times. You wouldn’t have been there in winter though, where the harsh wind blew the beach shacks over and all the stores where shut; where the heavy rain soaked every roof. The people there don’t dare to go to the beach at this time and its not because of the weather conditions another reason lies a secret between the people of this town. Skulls by the Sea.

My name is Daniel Sponge and I work at the small toy shop down the road opposite the gulls and shells fish and chip store. Most people call me Dan.S or just Dan. I don’t make millions at my shop but enough to buy a pack of harribo on the way home, I like my job. My home is small and old and most of the foundation is falling apart but that is irrelevant because ,being close to the third floor at the grand naughtless hotel, I often go in and work as a inspector and cleaner of each room to get a few extra bucks. These walls may look unpleasant to walk between but secrets lie in them like the secret of the… maybe its a tail for a later time. Sometimes I spot people walking in the corridors while I’m here in winter but it’s packed in summer every room is occupied by at least 2 or more people. Except 1 room. I get my own room which is pretty nice, it has a window where I can see the sea but I didn’t expect anything different when I came in today but surprise’s come every day. 

A girl taps on my window into my room firmly and I can hear her shouting out to me ‘let me in’ but it sounds quiet almost like she’s trying to not make a sound. But anyway I rush to the window confused because this room is 7 stories high and its 4 in the morning (on my night shift) but I open the window and she comes tumbling in. Before I can even get a good look at this random girl thats just appeared at my window she rushes around with wide eyes saying he’s coming! Hide me! She then spots a bunch of clothes and boxes and stuffs herself in on of them. 

This may seem like a odd place to change the subject but there is a local legend that I think you might of heard of, a mander. Heard of those? Well more specifically a scubermander. This creature has been a mystery to the people here for generations. People say its rusty metal like body lurks in the sea and only comes out to wander the streets on cold stormy nights making the clunking sounds of your nightmares but don’t think this thing is harmless because inside the suit of its skin a slimy alien like creature that can morph into your best friend lies ready for its next victim. Don’t let this thing scare you because it’s only a local legend. 

Or is it?

Before I can even go and ask whats going on a loud bang hits my door 3 times. It couldn’t be a person at this time it’s to early how would he even have got up here, I locked the doors. I open the door to see a tall, scarred skin, green eyed man standing and staring down at me. I begin to analyse his as he says’ Girl? ‘ ‘Where!’ In a hissing voice to I then realise he has a hook for a hand. 

Malamander. 

My name is Daniel Sponge and I work at the small toy shop down the road opposite the gulls and shells fish and chip store. Most people call me Dan.S or just Dan. I don’t make millions at my shop but enough to buy a pack of harribo on the way home, I like my job. My home is small and old and most of the foundation is falling apart but that is irrelevant because ,being close to the third floor at the grand naughtless hotel, I often go in and work as a inspector and cleaner of each room to get a few extra bucks. These walls may look unpleasant to walk between but secrets lie in them like the secret of the… maybe its a tail for a later time. Sometimes I spot people walking in the corridors while I’m here in winter but it’s packed in summer every room is occupied by at least 2 or more people. Except 1 room. I get my own room which is pretty nice, it has a window where I can see the sea but I didn’t expect anything different when I came in today but surprise’s come every day. 

A girl taps on my window into my room firmly and I can hear her shouting out to me ‘let me in’ but it sounds quiet almost like she’s trying to not make a sound. But anyway I rush to the window confused because this room is 7 stories high and its 4 in the morning (on my night shift) but I open the window and she comes tumbling in. Before I can even get a good look at this random girl thats just appeared at my window she rushes around with wide eyes saying he’s coming! Hide me! She then spots a bunch of clothes and boxes and stuffs herself in on of them. 

This may seem like a odd place to change the subject but there is a local legend that I think you might of heard of, a mander. Heard of those? Well more specifically a scubermander. This creature has been a mystery to the people here for generations. People say its rusty metal like body lurks in the sea and only comes out to wander the streets on cold stormy nights making the clunking sounds of your nightmares but don’t think this thing is harmless because inside the suit of its skin a slimy alien like creature that can morph into your best friend lies ready for its next victim. Don’t let this thing scare you because it’s only a local legend. 

Or is it?

Before I can even go and ask whats going on a loud bang hits my door 3 times. It couldn’t be a person at this time it’s to early how would he even have got up here, I locked the doors. I open the door to see a tall, scarred skin, green eyed man standing and staring down at me. I begin to analyse his as he says’ Girl? ‘ ‘Where!’ In a hissing voice to I then realise he has a hook for a hand. 

The small red rocket. By Malachi.

I’d like to imagine a small red rocket floating in an ocean endless abyss of darkness.

I’d like you to hold this small red rocket and let it land in the palm of your hand.

I’d like you to let this rocket fly free, to Mars, to Saturn or Neptune.

Let this rocket, your rocket take you to the end of what seems so endless the place just out of arms reach.

Now please fill out this survey:

Has your rocket won a space race ?

Is your rocket on snap ?

Has your rocket seen a comet vomit in the pocket of your clothes closet ?

Does he own sunglasses for a sunset on the sandy beach ?

Is your rocket good at maths or science or english ?

Whats his favourite subject ?

Does your rocket prefer Xbox or Playstation ?

Has your rocket landed on the moon ?

Is he jealous of the green rocket ?

Does he have a BMW S65 packed into his nitrogen boosters next to his 1,000,000,000,000 pound antimatter canon ?