This story is dedicated to my mother...
One day, Carrotzilla and Timmy decided to venture out of the house for a walk.
"Such a nice afternoon!" Timmy declared.
Carrotzilla agreed, "Oh yes, delightful!"
They walked along in the pleasantly dry grass and came upon an overgrown chard.
"What a horribly large chard plant! It sure makes a nice place to sit down for a moment."
"Well, we shouldn't stay too long." Carrotzilla was concerned- he had noticed a gang of monsterous birds milling ominously in the distance.
Then, the birds began to approach.
"I'm scared!" Timmy said.
"Don't be frightened, I'm sure they are harmless." Carrotzilla was trying to comfort Timmy, but he didn't like the look of the black and white striped ones. Too... thug-like. All of a sudden, the birds were upon them.
"Eeeeek!" screeched Timmy.
to be continued...