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Wheres Jalapeno? My story

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Media Molecule loved this so i hope you do too.


?Uncle Jalapeno! Uncle Jalapeno!? The frightened Sackboy searched frantically for his uncle high and low far and wide. His uncle had went missing twice before, but with the evil Sheriff Zapata now behind bars, and with the Collector now sharing his creations throughout the world Sackboy did not know where to look. He decided to ask his uncles friends so he went to see Devante or as he is known to his friends Mr chatterbox.

?Hi Devante you don't happen to of seen my uncle anywhere have you.?
?Hola Sacky I haven?t seen Jalapeno in a while last time I seen him he was taking his explosives into the mine.?
?Why is he doing that?? the Sackboy replied
?You know your uncle Sacky, always a mystery, I tell him to be careful but he never listens. Look, why don't you go and ask the king he always knows what?s happening.?
?Okay Chatterbox thanks for the help? The little Sackboy ran up the hill avoiding long falls and spikes as he went, But as he reached his uncles house he realised that his uncle had left his car behind. That means that Jalapeno was in this area when he went missing. Always being one to cause mischief he decided that he would break through the window and see if he could find some evidence.
Unfortunately he had nothing with him to smash through the window.
?What am I going to do? If I can?t find any evidence I have no hope of finding my uncle.?

Rather moodily Sackboy (or Sacky if we were to quote Devante) sat down on Jalapeno?s door step, his eyes started to droop his mouth tightened and started to quiver, and then just as he was going to burst out crying he spotted something in the corner of his eye.
There was a crate of explosives and a paintinater gun, his eyes widened with glee as he started to pull over the explosives. He placed the crate in front of the window, loaded the paintinater, he stared at the explosive as he stepped back. He raised the gun up, never taking his eye off the target; his hand trembled as he started to pull on the trigger, he wiped the sweat off his brow and with one single bullet the crate exploded releasing ten thousand shards of white hot shrapnel in every direction.
The amazing power caused by the explosion sent Sackboy flying backward at an incredible speed, the smoke started to settle and as Sackboy raised his head slowly up from the gravel he had noticed that the explosion had ripped apart the entire left side of his uncle?s house. ?What the (to save a sack persons life we had to leave the rudy out) am I going to do?? Sacky started worrying about what his uncle was going to do when he found out. ?It's too late now so I might as well live with it? he confidently said to himself.

As the newly confident Sackboy walked up to the rubble were the left side of Jalapenos house used to be he realised that the explosion had left him and his clothes all dirty so he used that useful tool that all Sackboys and Sackgirls carry around with them. That?s right drum rolls please? what this is a story oh sorry I thought I was recording an audio book, well it's the popit. Ruined it all now though hasn?t it? Well anyways after he cleaned himself up he entered Jalapenos house, he looked up and down far and wide (yes I did just do the same clich? as from the start of the story) to find any evidence at all to were he would find his missing uncle. He walked into the dining room and jumped onto the table, on the table he found a note, Jalapeno I am going to kill you for what you have done to my father.
?This must be why he has run away; I need to take this to the king right now.?

So Sackboy travelled to Europe to go to the palace gardens, I know what your thinking how did he get to Europe, well if I was going to stick to the story of little big planet I would tell you that he flew there in his Pod. Well I?m not going to tell you that, not again anyways because that is how he got to Europe.
When Sackboy arrived at the main gate rather conveniently The King was there to greet him. ?Ho, Ho, Ho how are you my good fellow, I've not seen you since you saved me from the Collector, how have you been?? The King said in the manner that we have all come to love.
?Actually sir I come bearing some terrible news about my uncle Jalapeno.?
?Oh my; what is it young fellow I do hope it's not too bad, boy what is it? the king replied. Sackboy handed The King the mysterious not found in Jalapeno?s house.
The King studied the not carefully shaking his body side to side, as Sackboy waited he was sure that he could hear the faint noise of a motor.
?This is bad, oh how this is bad. Where did you find this note??
Sackboy told The King everything he knew about Jalapeno and the note in hopes of The King being able to help him out.


Chapter 2

?Look my young friend with the collector having been sorted out I wouldn?t know where to start, do you know anyone with a grudge my friend.? The King asked with a confused look.
?Well there was Sheriff Zapata but he didn?t have a son, I wouldn?t know if he had bothered anyone else in that time.? Sackboy turned around to look at a picture on the wall it was a painting of the castle gardens, it had two mushroom trees standing on hills; Sackboy took a long hard look at the picture, the last time he was in the gardens he didn?t have a lot of time to admire the beautiful views.
?How has your ghost problem came along King?? Sackboy stared at The King with wide open eyes.
?Since you came along it's been super little or no ghosts at all yeah since you were last here.? The King picked up the teapot and started to pour when there was a knock at the door. ?Come in yes, yes in you come? as The King called the door opened revealing on the other side Mags the Mechanic.

?Hey King my man! How you doing, oh sack man didn?t see you down there ?sup.
Mags sat down around the table with The King and Sackboy.
?Mags what are you doing here? Sackboy asked.
?I heard you were looking for Jalapeno, you know he?s my man. Well I just saw him last week coming out of a service station.?
Sackboy quickly interrupted ?Who was he with??
?Oh boy chill, I was coming to that, when he got back into the car I noticed it wasn?t his ride. I got a pic of the driver see.?
Mags handed Sackboy a picture, it showed a man wearing a cowboy hat and shades.
?Do you know who this man is in the picture; who is it, do you know?? The King asked.
?soz but this is all I've got, I thought it may be of help.?

The three of them were sitting around the table; Sackboy was deep in his thoughts, The King was rocking back to front and Mags was spinning a spanner around in her hand. Sackboy was just about to speak when suddenly; they heard a scream coming from the other room. Fast as lightning Sackboy and the others raced into the kitchen as they passed the finish gate in the kitchen, they found baking tray that had crashed to the floor. ?Queen where have you gone, what will I do without you, Where have you gone?? The King fell to the floor tears dripping like glass onto the floor, evaporating in a loud dissolve sound.

Chapter 3


Sackboy stayed at the castle overnight as his pod doesn?t have a bedroom, during this time he reflected upon the last 24 hours. Who he had met, what they had said, where he has been, as he reminisced he remembered something that he had missed in the picture that Mags had given him. He rushed out of his room and down the corridor, as he was running he stumble over a wire and landed on the ground. In pain Sackboy laid on the floor, his leg badly bruised Sackboy stumbled onto his feet to find that he was in a different room. He walked forward; as he did he was sure that he heard the sound of a camera taking a picture. He opened up his popit to check that Mags? photo was still there, while he was checking he noticed something strange. A new photo was in his popit, it was a photo of him standing where he currently was. Sackboy screamed louder than a fighter jet and in one quick movement he ran for the door.

Sacky pushed hard on the door but no matter how hard he tried he couldn?t get it open. ?How the (once again to save another sack persons life we must refrain from showing this word, honestly this is one rude Sackboy isn?t it) am I going to get out.? Sackboy started shaking his head side to side in frustration, this day had been a bad one for him and it looked like it was going to get worse. It was just at that moment when he found something; it was a block of polystyrene, on it was the shape of a hand. ?I've saw these before? our friend said enthusiastically, he walked up to it cautiously and reached out to touch it. As he touched it he heard something dissolve, ?what was that sound.? Before he could finish his sentence the door opened revealing a staircase.

?Hey little sack what happened, I heard you screaming so I came as soon as I could? Mags comforted Sackboy while he tried to tell her what happened.
?The fruit? Sackboy quickly opened his popit and showed Mags the photo. ?Look he was eating that strange fruit,? he pointed to the masked man who was eating a mysterious fruit that looked like a cross between an orange and a pear.
?What about the fruit? Mags asked with a look of confusion on her face. Sackboy took Mags into the lounge and pointed up at the picture on the wall, Mags studied the painting, she looked high and low far and wide, (yes that is the third time I have said that but I promise it wont happen again) she stood back gasping realising that the fruit on the mushroom tree was the same as the stranger was eating.
?That painting was made in these gardens? said Sackboy, ?whoever has kidnapped both uncle Jalapeno and The Queen must have been here at least once before.

When morning broke Sackboy decided that he would take a look around the garden for clues. (Hopefully he doesn?t find any explosives) While walking through the hedge maze he found an interesting item. It was a boot, the type that wrestlers use, ?maybe I should ask The King if he knows whose it is.? Sackboy ran back to the castle as quick as he could, he bumped into some ants on the way but they were no problem for Sackboy, just jump on their heads and walk away.

?Do you know who this shoe belongs to? Sackboy asked The King.
?It looks like it belongs to Luchador; he was here a few weeks ago, you should take it back to him, yeah Lachador it belongs to.?
?That?s a great idea, Mags isn?t he on tour in America.?
?Yeah that?s right lil? dude, my home town? Mags replied.
?Ok I will go see him, thanks for the help Mags? Sackboy turned to The King, ?don't worry I?ll bring Queen back I promise.? So just like that Sackboy returned to his Pod to go find Luchador, with Uncle Jalapeno and The Queen missing Sackboy was very nervous. ?I?m very nervous everyone is counting on me, I can?t let them down.? See I told you he was nervous, just like that Sackboy flew to The Metropolis hoping that Luchador will be able to help.


Chapter 4


When Sackboy arrived at The Metropolis he felt he needed to relax, it had been a long flight from Europe to America; and let me tell you, the Pod is not the comfiest of vehicles. So Sackboy decided that he would go have a drink at the Mm Blues bar, the bar is a sack people?s only club where they can relax away from all the hustle and bustle of life. The red carpet was out tonight because a very special guest was about to arrive at the club, the singing sensation Sack Astley was going to be singing on stage. The paparazzi was going wild as the stars white stretch limo pulled up outside the club, Sackboy not being a huge fan of Mr Astley just stood waiting to be allowed into the club. You see Sackboy had saved the world from the hands of the creator and had nothing, whereas Sack Astley just sings annoying songs for a living. You could say that Sackboy was a little jealous of Sack Astley, he gets; the girls, the cars, the money and the fame, when Sackboy gets nothing.

When he got inside Sacky sat down at the bar and ordered a glass of Diet Quench; the cactus juice that will blow you away, ?2.99 from all good retailers. As he took his first sip Sack Astley started to sing one of his really annoying songs, Sackboy who was being irritated by the irritating voice of a man he loathed, decided that he would leave. He stood up and started to head for the door, on his way he accidentally bumped into someone, just as he helped the young girl up he stared into her beautiful big black eyes. ?Erm hi? Sackboy nervously said.
?Hi my name is Sackgirl what?s yours?? Sackboy stared at Sackgirl with wide open eyes; he had never felt this way before. His stomach felt queasy, his hands were shaking violently.
?Erm err my name, erm my name is, is Sackboy,? Sackboy sat down on a stool continuously staring at the marvellous figure that stood before him.
?Oh I know you, you?re the one that saved from thingy, erm what?s his name??
Sackboy stood up slowly and said ?The Collector,? the two of them looked in each others eyes; they slowly started leaning towards each other, Sackboys heart started to beat faster and faster. The two were about to kiss when suddenly he heard a ringing sound, Sackboy opened his popit and pulled out a mobile phone.
?Hey little Sack how you doing? the voice was of Mags the Mechanic.
?Erm when did I get a phone Mags?? Sackboy asked curiously.
?I popped one in your popit before you left so I could keep in touch, have you found Luchador yet??
?No I was just about to go OK I?ll see you later? Sackboy hung up the phone and turned to Sackgirl ?I've got to go; maybe I?ll see you again another time.? Sackboy rushed out the door as fast as he could to try and find Luchador.


Chapter 5


Sackboy soon arrived at the arena after all the energy he had gotten from; Diet Quench, giving you all the strength of a cactus without the hotness, ?3.99 from some of the more worse outlets. As he did he bumped into Calvera, Luchador?s arch rival. ?Calvera do you know where Luchador is?? Sackboy asked.
?No the scaredy cat has gone missing, couldn?t bare face the power of Calvera the mighty!?
?No seriously my uncle and The Queen have both gone missing, are you saying so has Luchador.? Sackboy started to worry ?come on tell me!?
?Well we were scheduled to fight last night at the steal cage mega slam but he never turned up.? Calvera looked behind him at the stadium, ?Look little Sack I would like to help more but I need to get in the ring.? Calvera walked into the stadium leaving Sackboy on the street, Sackboy opened up his popit and took out the mobile.
?Mags Luchador has gone missing; Calvera doesn?t know where he is.?
?Look Sackboy you need to get back to the castle immediately.?

Sackboy rushed back to the castle as quickly as he could, having sensed the tone of Mags as being anxious he was worrying. All manner of thoughts were running through his head; another person kidnapped, ghosts attacking the king, a paintinater war. The pod was hovering over Europe, Sackboy prepared to press X. He took a deep breath and jumped up to reach the button, ten seconds later the pod started to zoom down to the castle. It wasn?t until the pod was hovering a few feet up from the gardens that Sackboy saw a distressing sight, the entire castle was in a blazing inferno that stretched for miles.

Sackboy jumped out of the pod window and landed softly on some concrete, He stood up and started running towards the big tree. By the tree lay Mags coughing ?keh, keh S?Sac?Sacky, lit?little dude, goodbye.? Sackboy sat down holding Mags? hand as she drifted of to an eternal sleep. Sackboy stood up slowly and lowered his head.
?Bye Mags it's been a blast,? he turned around to see a shadowy figure.
?Nephew so glad you could join us.?
?Uncle, why?? The shadowy figure ran of in a flash leaving Sackboy astonished on the floor. ?NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!?


TO BE CONTINUED
2009-06-13 13:41:00

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robotiod
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This should be in Creative Writing. A bit more on-topic, I'll give this a read when I get a chance.2009-06-13 14:33:00

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dawesbr
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