When Pigger got out of jail, he was mad at his brain because it got out of his head and ruined his plan. So Pigger went back to his lab. He made a new brain out of metal and glass from broken TVs. He kept on hitting it until new brain looked like a gray cloud. It was harder than the old one. Pigger took the cactus out of his skull and replaced it with the new brain.

Then he made a robotic jumbo bird. The bird looked liked a robin but bigger and with needles on its legs. His old brain destroyed his first jet. He went into the bird’s control room and took off. Pigger couldn’t find the brain anywhere. The brain saw Pigger flying to town. The brain called its robot henchmen to go to town and stop Pigger. So they flew by jetpack. It took so long.

”Huff puff,” moaned the robots.

”Quit moaning!” shouted the brain. The brain slapped the moaning robot ten times. Then they saw Pigger flying on in his robot bird. The brain told the robots to shoot. But shooting was not damaging the bird. Soon the brain had an idea. There was a hole on top of the bird for ventilation. The brain flew to the top with its jet pack, right into the control room.

Pigger spotted the brain. ”So we meet again,” said Pigger. ”You are gonna pay for what you have done to me.” Pigger took out two super zapping hammers, powered by electricity with irons heads. ”Prepare to be ham.” Pigger tried to smash the brain. But the brain was much faster than him. The brain tripped Pigger. The brain took one of Pigger’s hammers and attacked him. SMASH! ZAP! TACK! Pigger was dizzy.

“You win,” said Pigger. ”But can you beat this?” Click. He pressed a button on his hand.

The bird was going to blow up. Then the brain had an idea. The brain pressed the FORCEFIELD button in the control room and a huge bubble formed around the bird and a tunnel stretched from the bird deep underground. Then the brain got out through the hole in the top of the bird and Pigger escaped underground. Boom!

The police dug Pigger out.

“You are going to jail again,” one of the cops said.

“Why?” PIgger said.

“You almost destroyed the whole town,” said the other cop.

”NOOOOO!!!” cried Pigger ”Can this get any WORSE!” Then his new brain jumped out. (His skull was still open.)

”Hooray!” said the new brain. “I am free!” From now on I’ll be called Pig.” Then it ran away.

”NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!” shouted Pigger. ”I will get you next time!”

About the Author

Hi, my name is Kenny. I’m eleven years old. I want to be a doctor when I grow up and I like to jump on the bed. I am hyper. If I were a planet I would be Pluto because I like to be cold. I wish it would snow all over California a little bit. This is my sixth published book. I am also the author of Bumpy’s Day, Bumpy & the Icebird, The Robots’ Revenge, My Mom and Tension Time.

Tension Time by Kenny, age 11

Pigger lost his brain. Pigger wanted his brain back. He couldn’t think or learn, and he was not smart. It all started when Pigger did an experiment that made brains go away. His plan was to use his invention on other people because he was a misanthrope. He put spiders, broken glass, and a pair of scissors into a cup and heated them up so they turned to liquid. He was about to put the liquid mixture in his water gun, but he tripped on his bumpy floor and the mixture fell on his head and melted his skull off. His brain ran away.

‘’NOOO!’’ cried Pigger. ‘’Come back.’’

His brain looked liked a chewed up piece of pink gum with legs and arms. It threw a cactus at Pigger’s head. The brain flew with a jetpack to Pigger’s house. It broke the TV’s glass and metal parts. It took out the electricity. The brain was so smart that it made a thousand robots out of the broken metal and electricity. The robots punched Pigger in his face. The brain and the robot made their escape. Pigger saw them flying to the desert. (He saw them with his Super Sonic Eye.) Pigger followed them in his jet. The brain pressed a button on one of the robots. Then lasers came out of its chest. The lasers hit Pigger’s jet. It fell down.

“Ow,” said Pigger.

Then one of the robots stomped on Pigger. SMASH!!!

Pigger heard sirens. A police car rolled up next to him. One of the cops said, “Come with us.”

“I didn’t make those robots,” Pigger said. “My brain did!”

“That will get you twenty years of jail time,” the other cop said. He put handcuffs around Pigger’s wrists.

“NOOOOOOO!” cried Pigger.

Now the brain was free forever.

“Hooray!” said the brain.

About the Author

Hi, my name is Kenny. I am ten years old. I live in San Francisco with my mom, my dad and my little brother Kevin. I like to play kickball and Capture the Flag. I want to get better at history and reading. I want to be a doctor when I grow up. If I were a machine, I would be a watering robot so I can water all the plants. I hope I’ll go to college. I wish for freedom in the world too and hope there will be no wars. I am also the author of Bumpy’s Day, Bumpy and the Ice Bird, My Mom and The Robot’s Revenge. Tension Time is my fifth published book.

Bumpy and the Icebird by Kenny, age 9

Bumpy, Cutie and Bubble were at the Power House. The Power House had thunder, water, grass, fire and ice candy.

When they came in, Cutie said, “The man that gave thunder candy to Bumpy has to be here.” Then the man came.

“I am sorry to keep you waiting,” said the man. “I am looking for the Icebird. She will come out later. Right now she is resting up.”

When Bumpy, Bubble and Cutie came out of the Powerhouse, the man gave thunder candy to Bumpy and Bumpy ate it. The thunder went into Bumpy’s tail. The tail was gold and it was beautiful. The three friends went home. Bubble said, “Bumpy, your body is gold too.”

Suddenly there was a crash.

Cutie said, “Look the Icebird is freezing the whole town.’’

“What makes you say that, Cutie?” asked Bubble.

“Look,” shouted Cutie.

“Oh no,” Bubble said. “The Icebird froze us but not Bumpy.”

Bumpy ran so fast. Bumpy ran away from the house. The Icebird was mad at Bumpy so she tried to crush him but his gold body crushed the Icebird back because the candy gave him powers.

The Icebird said, “I will crush you with my ice power and you will die.”

Then Bumpy and the Icebird ran into each other. Bumpy tried to rest but he couldn’t because if he did, he would die and he didn’t want to die, so he kept going. Bumpy used his thunder power to push back the Icebird and she fell down in a hole dull of fire and lava and she died. The frozen house melted because the lava from the hole splashed on the street and made it so hot.

Bubble hugged Cutie and Bumpy. The man that gave Bumpy the thunder candy said, “Thank you.”

About the Author

Hi! My name is Kenny. I am nine years old. I like Pokemon and my favorite subjects are Writers’ Workshop and drawing. My biggest fear is getting bugs in my house. I am also the author of Bumpy’s Day.

Bumpy’s Day by Kenny, age 9

The lightning flashed on the playground. The playground was messy. Leaves and garbage were all over the place. I found a dog. He was alone. He had thunder powers. His eyes looked like fireballs. I took him home. I called him Bumpy. I gave him food and he ate it. Bumpy was playing ball. Then many robots came to my house and tried to burn it down. Bumpy used his thunder powers to burn the robots. One robot was red. He had a green gun. The robot was getting my Bumpy. The robot was also shooting his gun everywhere.

Bumpy bit one of the robots. Then two robot bosses showed up. They had two guns in their hands.

“You are not going beat our boss,” said one of the robots. “Now give us that dog!”

The robots had 16 lives. They were made of steel. They had fire power. Bumpy killed the robots two times. Then I started to fight. I kicked and punched and tripped the robots.

Then one friendly robot blasted bubbles out of his gun. “Are you alright?” he said.

“I’m alright,” I said. “My name is Bubble. I have water power. My dog has thunder power. How about you? Do you have powers?”

“My name is Scissors and my power is shooting poison. Will you be my friend?”

“Yes, I will be your friend.”

We dug a hole to make a hiding place to hide from the bad robots. We went inside and brought tools with us to change Scissor’s batteries.

About the Author

Hi! My name is Kenny. I am nine years old. My birthday is January 1. I have one brother. His name is Kevin. This is my first published story. My family and I live in San Francisco. I like Pokemon a lot.