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Curser 2,000
Squeak, squeak! Tom and Jackson were riding on their very old bikes home from school. Thomas Adrian Johnson is a third grader, has black hair, brown eyes, is very clever, and likes to be called Tom.
“Wanna play Curse of the Snow when we get home?” asked Tom.
Curse of the Snow was Tom and Jack’s favorite game of their Dad’s business. Their Dad, Mr. Johnson, was an inventor. He invented a game system called The Curser 2,000.
As the brothers came home, Jack ran to The Curser. “I go first!” he said to Tom. Curse of the Snow title screen popped up. Doot! Doot! Doot! Jackson got the high score! He pressed the ‘CURSE’ button. Beep! Bop! Doodop! Beeeeekop! The Curser burned out.
“Stupid! Christmas Eve and the Curser breaks! Humf.” said Tom.
“Time to sleep!” shouted Mom. The brothers got in bed.
Beep beep, beep beep! The next morning they woke up by the sound of the alarm. “Why’d ya set the ahhhhh alarm this er-ahhhhhh-ly?” asked Jack.
Tom whispered, “Shhhhh, be quiet! It’s Christmas, remember?”
“Oh, ahhhhhhhh yah,” said Jack.
They ran upstairs. They saw lots of gifts. “Look! A burglar!” A face was in the window. It was white, and had a mischievous look on it. The kids ran outside and jumped on their bikes. They followed the thing. It came to the mountain.
“How are we going to get up Tall Peak?” asked Jack. Tom pointed. The ski lift! Soon they were at the top of Tall Peak. All they saw was a snowman, holding a big flower. After lunch, Tom and Jack had another visit to Tall Peak. They saw flowers growing everywhere.
Meanwhile, at the North Pole, Santa was looking at his list. “Oh, no! I missed one present at each house!” He got on his sleigh, and flew off.
Back at Tall Peak, Tom and Jackson had a shock, too. “These flowers are everywhere!” shouted Jack. A big snowman walked out of a cave and shouted, “Oh, no!” Then he pulled out a flower.
“ZZZAAAAAACCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMOP!” The snowman shot bolts of electricity out of the flower. The kids were covered in snow. They stumbled out of the snow and sprinted down the mountain.
Santa flew into Tom and Jack’s town. “Woaaaa!” he said, looking at the flowers. “Already spring? Well, guess I have to come back next year!” Then he left.
Mr. Johnson was worried about the boys. He came up the mountain to look for them. “Tom and Jackson must have been covered by an avalanche!” he said as he saw two bikes covered in snow. Mrs. Johnson came up, too.
Suddenly, the snowman jumped out grabbed the adults and brought them in the cave. Soon, Tom and Jack went up the mountain, looking for their parents. Then, flowers popped up everywhere, and the flowers said, “Ooooohhh! You can’t get to your bikes!” They started shooting water out of their mouths. Tom and Jack knew what to do, if they got some snow they could freeze the water! Tom whispered his idea to Jack.
“Snowball fight?” asked Jack.
“Snowball fight,” Tom nodded.
“SNOWBALL FIGHT!” Jack shouted. Tom and Jack stared throwing snowballs at the flowers. Soon, all the flowers froze.
“Now let’s get our bikes!” The brothers grabbed their bikes and started pedaling as fast as they could.
“Now nothing will stop. . . us?” Jack gulped. An army of nutcrackers and toy soldiers was standing small before them.
“Nutcrackers! What an army. Even those flowers are probably better than these dudes!” said Tom.
“Tttoy sssoldiers? Guns are very dangerous.” Jack gulped again. The nutcrackers opened and closed their mouths, the soldiers waved their guns.
“Ahhh, don’t be afraid. Let’s go,” cried Tom. There was a small BANG! and then a PUUUUUEEEEFFFFFF. . . and Tom shouted, “My tire got popped!”
Jack yelled, “RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!” as several BANG’s were heard.
Tom ran and Jack rode his bike as fast as they could. The toy soldiers and nutcrackers chased them. Tom and Jack turned a sharp turn. The nutcrackers and toy soldiers still chased them. Just in front of the cave, Tom said, “Let’s give up and fight these guys for goodness sake!”
Tom picked up a toy soldier, took it’s gun out of it’s hand and shot some of the other toy soldiers with the toy gun. Jack used a nutcracker as a bowling ball to knock down some of the other toy soldiers. Soon, all of the nutcrackers and toy soldiers were in pieces. “Now, we need to find mom and dad,” said Jack.
They went into the cave. There they saw their mom and dad sitting on the ground tied to the wall, the snowman standing next to them. When the snowman saw them, he walked towards the brothers and said, “I see you’ve come for your parents.”
Tom said, “Yes, and we’re going to get past you easily.” He pulled out of his backpack a present that was all wrapped up. “This is my mom’s present,” said Tom, “but I guess I can give it to you.” Tom unwrapped the present to reveal a shiny, silver, new toaster. Then he said, “Merry Christmas!” He turned the toaster on and put it on the snowman’s head.
The snowman shouted, “I’m melting, I’m melting!” as he tried to get the toaster off his head.
That gave Tom and Jack enough time to untie their mom and dad. Then the snowman got the toaster off his head. His head was now all mushy and runny. His carrot nose was dripping down his face. Without a word, he ran deeper into the cave and disappeared into the darkness. The kids and their parents walked back to their house. They were all happy to be together again.
Once Santa saw that all the flowers were gone, he zoomed down to deliver the rest of the presents. As he went back up to the North Pole he was wondering how the flowers got there in the first place.
Much, much later, the year 3000…...
A small boy named Wyatt Anderson walked up to the cave on Tall Peak. There he saw two old bikes covered in snow. He went over to them and pushed them out of the way. He saw something in between them. It was an old, black game system titled the Curser 2,000.
