Kay, now for Chapter 4!!! Fast update eh?
Disclaimer: This disclaimer is the same as all other stories. Pls see
chapter 1 or chapter 2 or chapter 3 if u want to know. But I'll say it
again. I don't own CR's characters. Kay? But I own the other characters.
Goodbye America, hello Dollface.
I was lying in the cage, and overheard the ringmaster telling a gathering
of all the performers (not including the animals of course) that the circus
is going to move! All the way to England! This may be the last time I'm
going to see of good old America. The place where I grew up and was born
in, you know? I have invited Ellie to take a walk with me outside the
circus and enjoy America for the last time. It may also be the last time we
could take a walk outside the circus as I heard that the ringmaster would
be stationing dogs outside to make sure that no chickens or any other
creature would dare to escape. It looks as if I could not ride my bike out
Ellie nearly fainted when I asked her out.
That night, when I was supposed to sleep, I stared at the ceiling of my
cage and thought how I could escape without getting consumed by the dogs. I
thought maybe I could ride my bike out, like Ricky did before the dogs
came, but when I heard them growling around outside, I knew it could not
Then I thought of an idea. If Ricky can make use of his act to escape, I
could use the cannon to escape too! Maybe I could snitch extra gunpowder
sufficient enough for me to break a hole out of the ceiling and go soaring
over the countryside and the dogs. Not to mention, tilt the cannon.
"Dogs couldn't fly," I thought gleefully. "So I could get over them without
It was a risky plan. I didn't know where the gunpowder is kept and there
might not be enough thrust to break the tent ceiling, and even if I did, I
might not get pass the dogs. But I still decided to go ahead with the plan.
Snitching gunpowder was not easy. The ringmaster only put gunpowder into
the cannon about an hour before the show. So I had to snitch it when his
back was turned. Once he caught me stealing the gunpowder (with a broken
eggcup by the way. I can't find anything better than that) I got a good
flogging. But as I was the star of the show, he could not do without me so
I got away with the death penalty. I had to go without gunpowder that day.
The next day there was no show. It was time for the circus to move.
Everything was packed, and all the chickens are packed into cages and put
into trucks, their cages stacked up neatly one above the other. I looked
out at the landscape before the truck door was closed. Goodbye America.
We traveled for months and months before we reached England. (Occasionally
stopping on the way at short intervals, like a week, to entertain crowds.
But I'll skip that part.) England is the next 'permanent' place we're
going to stop in. I knew we're going to stay there as long as we stayed in
America, so there will be time enough for me to snitch the remaining
gunpowder I need.
I already got more than enough gunpowder. The extra is just for precaution.
That evening I started packing my things. I packed stuff like: A poster of
Rocky the Flying Rooster, Some grains of chicken feed, and my dismantled
bike. I will be ready to go tonight.
Everything worked out as planned. There was a greater bang than usual and
lots of smoke was emitted from the cannon. The audience cheered. They
thought it was part of the act. The ringmaster turned purple. "Those
audience are so brainless," I thought. Soon I was soaring over the
countryside and enjoying the fresh cool air of freedom. As I flew over the
snarling dogs, I laughed and waved to them.
"Sayonara all of ya. You're barking up at the wrong tree. Or in this case,
As I flew over a chicken farm, I thought of the American farm I used to
live in, and Georgina. Strangely, I think I don't hate her this much now. I
sort of miss her. As if in answer, I saw a hen laughing and looking up at
me. She looked so much like Georgina! Only that she have green eyes, and
wears a matching hat and a flowered scarf. Like a good performer, I smiled
and waved back. Suddenly...
I think I had crashed into a windvane. I'm not sure. I'm not paying
attention. Then I got knocked out. I'm not sure what happened then. That
knock sure knocked my senses outta moi.
Kay now. The end of the 4th chapter. I had already written what happens
after that in my notebk, but I dunno whether u ppl will be interested.
After all, u all will already noe what happened if u had watched the movie.
It's slightly different though, as it's in Rocky's POV. It talks more about
Rocky's thoughts than what had happened. R&R pls!! And pls tell me whether
u want the following chapters!! Pls??? (blurgal gets down to her knees and
begs u) Yup, and thank you to those who had reviewed my story. You guys
(or gals, whatever) rock!!! YAY!!!
Ya, and sorri that this chapter had been rather short. But then all the
chapters had been anyway.