We Last Saw Clean Tornado Look For A Mask…
C.T.: Mask? No.. Mask? No.. Mask? No.. UGH! There are no masks on this island! -thinking this- Hmm.. If I pretend to be te princess, maybe I’ll get the royal treatment! Wait… That’s against the law. I know better than that! Well, I’ll just stay like this untill I find out more stuff to report to Brave Tomato.
Random Guy: C’mon princess. Let’s head back to Mount Olympus’ Royal Castle.
C.T.: Thank you… *looks at his name tag* Josh.
Josh: You’re welcome, Princess Elizabeth.
C.T.: -thought this- My nick name is Elizabeth. Maybe they are all called by nick names here. -aloud- Let us go, Joshua.
Josh: It’s just Josh. Nothing fancy okay, Elizabeth?
5 minutes later…
Josh: Here we are. Mount Olympus. *whistles* Yo, air bag for the princess and me!
Servant: Yes. *hands air bags to Josh and Clean*
C.T.: Thank you, kind sir. Zeus bless you.
Servant: How dare you! That no good Zeus is a rotten bag to this city!
Josh: What’s wrong?
Servant: She said Zeus bless you to me!
Josh: Elizabeth! You know better than to say that!
C.T.: -groan- Let’s just go to the castle!
Josh: Okay, okay! Open up your bag and hold on tight! *opens his up and holds on and lands at castle*
C.T.: -gulp- Okay. Here goes nothing. Goodbye dear life! *opens up her bag and holds on tight and lands at the castle* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Oh, I’m here.
Josh: It’s time for the royal lunch now, Elizabeth. Please change into your afternoon clothing.
C.T.: Okay. *changes into something special to wear for lunch* *walks to lunch room* Okay. I’m here. Now what?
A ton of butlers bring in ham, turkey, chicken, cake, brownies, etc.
Josh: Eat up!
C.T.: *grabs some corn, lima beans, turkey, ham, chicken, and some milk to eat*
20 minutes later…
C.T.: *grabs a brownie and a cookie*
10 minutes later…
Josh: It’s time for the beach time! Please change in you sun clothes!
C.T.: You mean my bathing suit?
Josh: Yes. Sun clothes. Bathing suit. What ever. And don’t forget the pony tail and sunglasses.
10 mintutes later…
C.T.: *arrives at beach* WOO-HOO! SURFS UP!
Josh: *is wearing pretty much the same thing as Clean, but no bikini top* Uh, yeah. Surfs up. Woope-doo.
50 minutes later…
Josh: It’s dinner time! Please change into you’re dinner clothes.
C.T.: *changes into something good for dinner, which will have a lot of people and needs to be fancy* AH! Where are the fancy clothes! AH HA! Those girls who wear blue in front of the fast food resturaunt! I’m ready!
To Be Continued…