Dragon+Bird

It was September 9th, Grandparents Day. The Dragon Bird and the other birds were enjoying a great sunny day in Mitchell, Canada. They looked to see if their grandparents were having a great time. The grandparents had disappeared. The pigs had taken them hostage. The Angry Birds knew that it was up to them.

First up to the slingshot was the Blue Birds. One of them went up and shot into the air. The bird split into three. It broke the cage that the grandparents were in. All that they needed was the Dragon Bird to burn the rope. He rushed over and burned the rope. The grandparents were saved, but not for long. Suddenly, a yellow bird came through, more mad than ever. Smoke was coming out his ears, like he had a teaspoon of hotsause. He came to the slingshot. He went up there, and… bam! He was too fast to even see. The bird, of course, hadn’t failed. He blew up two pigs. Pretty good for one bird. Then the rest of the Yellow Birds were ridding pigs out of the house. There was green, mushy, goo everywhere because the pigs where dying and melting like wax. Once all the Yellow birds were done, there was one Orange Bird and one strong pig left. Then, the bird smashed it like potatoes. The birds have won. The birds have victory! The grandparents were quite dirty, but they didn’t care. All they cared about was the fact that their grand birds won the battle. The birds had celebrated with all of their family. There where games and foods of all sizes in the completely destroyed yard. There were even tacos from Mexico. The birds were very happy about their win, and everyone completely enjoying them.