Poor Mr ketchup's red carpet.. chapter continuedA Story by ROSALIND
A storm broke out in the middle of the night and the window slammed with a mighty thud.
"Oh crumbs,' what on earth." eek, He quickly shot out of bed and downstairs to find the flower pot and all its contents scattered all over the living-room floor. What a mess thought Mr Ketchup I'll just leave it until the morning Oh what a nuisance. Off he went upstairs to bed. Oh dear that wasn't very clever you see the carpet had only been laid three weeks ago. And the dye hadn't dried oh well I guess Mr Ketchup will have some explaining to too When Sweet Potato Face arrives back from her sisters. She had been away on a short visit for a couple of days. Mr ketchup hated visiting Family he'd rather be stuck at home reading his favorite comic. Sweet Potato Face will give him comic indeed. He really should have been more careful to lock up. And last night he forgot to lock the living-room window. I wonder what His other half will say when she arrives back home tomorrow. The very next day Mr ketchup Gave a loud sigh oops and rushed down the stairs to mop up the mess from the flowers pots. But Oh no that torn it now, what ever shall I do He quickly put on the kettle on for some hot water. he pulled the bucket and the half eaten mop from the cupboard. Mr Ketchup poured in some car wash cleaner instead of carpet shampoo. Oh no as you can imagine the color in the carpet started to run and Poor Mr Ketchup began to sneeze . He sneezed so hard that the bucket went flying into the air and landed all over Mr Ketchup he looked like something from a horror film. the dye from the carpet had run. everywhere, they was soap suds flying around. " Oh bother," i be in so much trouble. I'll give haggis and neaps a ring and see if they can help me out. Luckily enough for him Neaps and Haggis come to his rescue and a good job too they saved his bacon. it would be rather nice if he to could return the favor. Haggis and Neaps where always at his beck and call. Just for once he thought I need to do something special for haggis and Neaps. I will treat them both to a slap up meal down at Saltyard cafe. They bake some really yummy cakes with cream and the scones just melt in your mouth. The soup is tasty and it is served with thick clunks of bread. I book us a table for lunch next Tuesday. It will be a big surprise for them both. Will Mr Ketchup actually keep his word find out in the next chapter. Mr Ketchup woke up in the middle of the night scratching from head to toe. "Oh Dear, are you alright you seem to be very itchy."? "It's those stupid midges, they have eaten me a live and sucked out all of my blood. He groaned. " Well lets see if we can put some calamine lotion on that will calm the itch down." said Sweet Potato Face." Down the stairs they both trod and oops Mr Ketchup was so busy scratching that he missed the middle step. Bump-tie bump head first down the stairs until he reached the bottom step. Poor Mr Ketchup He did look in a bit of a daze. Sweet Potato Face found the bottle of lotion and applied it at once. But goodness Mr ketchup looked like he had the measles. So she empty out the whole bottle and Mr ketchup Looked like a strawberry cream cake. Not good enough to eat though. Mr Ketchup had difficultly standing he'd appeared to be in so much pain. " I cannot stand it's to painful he moaned." "let's get you checked over at the hospital, 'Wait.'! here she said. Minutes later the ambulance arrived with it's sirens on and they took Mr ketchup to the hometown hospital. His head needed a few stitches. But if Mr ketchup wasn't keen on being stitched up,but it was for his own good. " Come now Mr Ketchup don't be such a coward we need to get these in so sit still and be brave. replied the nurse." Mr ketchup Had been given orders to rest and take it easy for a few days. he wasn't allowed to wander as he pleased. "Well that's torn it now I have to cancel the booking for tomorrows lunch. Haggis and neaps will be so disappointed, But on the other hand I could tell them to go by themselves and i wont have to pay a penny." Well I might have guessed he'd pull a fast one. There he goes again whatever shall we do we you Mr Ketchup..... © 2013 ROSALIND |
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2 Reviews Added on July 8, 2013 Last Updated on July 9, 2013 AuthorROSALINDEDINBURGH, lothian , United KingdomAboutHello my name is Rosalind and I first started writing poetry in April of 2011. I am a born again Christian and have a wonderful relationship with father God I would have never imagined for one second.. more..Writing
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