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This is a story about a man named Sir Kevin who steals Poseidon’s Trident. “THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!” Poseidon yells to his servants. Trembling one of the servants says “well sir, he snuck in last night while you were asleep.” "WHAT!!!!!" The king was furious now, "Who volunteers themselves to get my trident!" all of his servants are silent. "Well," Poseidon waits a little longer, "FINE! I'll just go get it myself." All of his servants watch him as he storms out of the room.

"Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha," Sir Kevin is laughing about his astounding achievement," It's mine, it's finally mine! Just think what I could do, think what I shouldn't do but will do, think of all of the wonderful, for me, things I could do, I COULD RULE THE WORLD!!!!!" "Neigh" His horse neighed as Sir Kevin was laughing.

“Ya! Ya!” Poseidon exclaimed as he drove his horses, whipping them the whole way, “Find my trident you incompetent fools!!” "Neigh" The horses neighed each time they got whipped. Every once in a while Poseidon would stop his horses and tell his servants to grab his dog from the carriage to sniff about for his trident. Eventually, the dog started to get on a trail of scent from the handkerchief Sir Kevin had dropped. "Servants, watch the carriage!!" Poseidon shouted back to his servants. He followed the dog for almost a day. Just as Poseidon was ready to give up and go back to the carriage he saw a campfire. He thought "...surely that must be the thief." He jumped out, dog barking and foaming at the mouth, to find Sir Kevin roasting his illegally poached rabbit. He jumped up, grabbed his knapsack and took off running.

Poseidon chased him all the way to the beach