The Big Bad Fly

 by Robbie

            A year ago in Fort McMurray Darcy was playing with his friend, Jared.  Suddenly the ground began to shake.  They both dropped the toys they were playing with.  “It’s an earthquake!” Jared yelled.  “It’s a meteor hitting the earth!” Darcy yelled.  They both ran into the house to tell Darcy’s Mom the bad news.  “Oh what rubbish,” Darcy’s Mom said.

            “Be quiet and stand still,” Darcy told his Mom.  “I don’t feel anything moving,” she said.  “Come outside then,” Darcy said.  So Darcy’s Mom followed the kids outside.  “I still don’t feel anything,” she said.

            Later that morning during recess Darcy asked Jared if he could hear something. “Jared, didn’t you hear me?”  “Look,” Jared said to his friend.  “What?”  Darcy asked.  “Up there,” he said pointing toward the sky.  Darcy looked up and saw a huge, horrible, black bug.  Then he felt some gross sticky stuff on his face.  “Ooh, that bug just slimed me!” Darcy shouted in disgust as he wiped the slime off his face.

The bug had thousands of little sticky black hairs all over its body.  Its spongy mouth looked like a huge sponge dripping wet.  It was nearly half the size of Dickinsfield School.  The wings were 37 ½ feet long.  That is one quarter the length of the school.  Its legs were 20 feet long.  Its claws were as big as the windows on the school and they were as sharp as an axe.  It looked like it had millions of eyes.  The claws on it’s mouth were as sharp and as big as a T-rex’s mouth.

Darcy was so revolted.  “How did that fly get so big?” Darcy asked.  Instead of telling the Principal, he gathered all of his friends at school.  He was planning to make a huge fly swatter.  “Let’s tell the Principal that we’re sick or hurt and then meet over at the wood working classroom,” Darcy told his friends.  They all agreed.

Five minutes later they gathered in the wood working class.  The friends found several long pieces of wood and nailed them and glued them together to make a huge fly swatter.  When they were finished making the fly swatter, they went outside towards the playgrounds at the back of the school.  “Hey you ugly beast,” they all yelled.  They started whacking the bug.  It didn’t even get it a bruise.  They made it even more angry.  It started tearing down the school.  It picked up the desks and it lifted up the whole school.  Then the bug let the school drop down to the ground.  CRASH! It broke into millions of pieces.  It started tearing up the city.  It even poked its claws into the cars.  When you picture it in your mind, it would look like you sticking your fork into your food.

The huge fly climbed up buildings like they were walls.  Buildings tumbled over making huge explosions.  They fly squished the YMCA like a pancake.  It lifted up three buses and threw them across town onto the Peter Pond Shopping Mall.  It crumbled the bridge. “What are we going to do now?” one of his friends asked.  “We are going to go down to the pond behind the school,” Darcy told them.  “We are going to trap at least 1,000 frogs then we are going to put them into 10 garbage bags.  One hundred in each bag,” Darcy said to them.  So that is exactly what they did.

They dumped the frogs in front of the fly.  All the frogs were squished by the fly before they could even stick their tongues out.  “Oh no,” Darcy cried.  “We’re doomed.  Actually we’re not,” he said.  “I have another idea.  Let’s get all of the bug spray in the store,” said Darcy.

The most bottles of bug spray there was in the store was 263 bottles.  “I’m sure this will work,” Darcy said.  All the kids got the bug spray out. They used it all up. The fly covered its eyes.  It didn’t even hurt the fly.  “We’re done for!” they all complained.  “No we’re not,” Darcy said.  “I have a crazy idea, but I’m sure it will work.  Let’s phone the army.  We’ll get 100 big helicopters.  It will probably take a while.  It’s worth a try, right?” he asked his friends.  “Right,” they all said.  They phoned the army. “Oh that is where the fly is” the commanding officer said.

  When the army arrived it was 12:00  p.m.  “Okay, where’s the bug you called us about?” the Commanding Officer asked.  “Over there,” they said pointing towards it.  The helicopters flew up and they let their nets down over the fly. They trapped the fly.  All the kids cheered.  They flew over to a zoo.  They put the fly in the zoo.  The fly banged on the bars like mad.  When the zookeeper gave the fly some food he put shrinking medicine on it.  The fly turned back into its normal size and flew out of the cage.  Now scientists know that that they should never let a fly in the room when they are doing an experiment.

        THE END