Hi everyone,
This story was inspired by a prompt from a podcast called Story Pirates.
One fine day, a small set of Newton’s Balls sat on a wooden table as a handsome man pulled them around, watching them click back and forth.
“Man,” the middle ball, Alice said glumly, hanging his glass head. “Don’t you all wish we could do something OTHER than being a human’s fidget toy?”
“Yeah,” the first ball, Mindy replied. She was Alice’s sister. “I am so sick of being tossed around and tangled every day! Our lives are a mess.”
Mindy was then pulled out of her place by the human. She let out a shriek of pain as she collided with Walter and sent Emaran flying. After the family of balls was finally settled, their teeny tiny phone rang. The fourth ball, Harold picked up the tiny phone in hands and held it to where his ear would be.
“This is Harold Bosa speaking,” said Harold in his nasally voice as the balls were put back up on the mantle. “How can we help?”
“Bosa ball family!” a familiar voice shouted on the phone. “It’s your friends the Bruta balls speaking and we’re in BIG TROUBLE!!!!!!!!!!” Brenda Bruta’s voice was frantic and high pitch.
“The humans who own you plan to buy and sell every single set of Newton’s balls in the world!” Bruce panted. “Help us. In any way! SAVE THE NEWTON’S BALLS KINGDOM, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!”
The Bosas were shocked. How would they stop their humans! What would the Bosas do????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“We’re on it,” Emaran said in a much more confident voice than he felt.
Harold hung up the phone with a look of disbelief. “What do we do?” he asked.
“I think I have a plan,” Alice said. “But we’ll need all three sets of balls for this one. ALL NEWTON’S BALLS, ASSEMBLE!”
The Verasina balls and the Pratica balls shimmied over.
“The Brutas just warned us. We got the message!” Julio Verasina said. He was the middle ball.
“Yes. We as well got the dreadful news,” Sarah Pratica exclaimed in her high pitch voice. She was the first ball. “We must somehow warn every set of Newton’s balls in the world that they’ll potentially be destroyed by these humans, but how?”
A chorus of “How?” and “Oh yes. How?” and “How will we escape these humans?” erupted from the sets of balls.
“SILENCE!!!!” shouted Alice. “I have a plan.”