Invent Your Own Ending for Scallywags and the Wham Kabam Gran

 

Ivan's Spectacular Ending

My heart leapt as Chomper bounded towards me. I was trapped against the corner. Well, technically, Chomper stumbled towards me.
“I’m … just … get … ting … started,” he panted.
I think he was bonkers. Just getting started? In a state like this? Ha! But I was a little too scared to laugh. I was still trapped. Was it just me or did Chomper start grinning instead of panting?
Horace’s legs started shaking like jelly. And I was pretty sure a shark popped its head above the water. I could swear that the shark mouthed “Yum” to me.
Cheering and jeering continued from the audience. Gran was starting to fret. I looked to my right. Maybe if? But then Chomper charged. His fist connected with my paws and I fell onto the ropes which bounced me up and I smacked into Chomper.
Gasps were heard almost everywhere. Chomper unleashed a giant roar so LOUD that the sharks seem to be afraid of Chomper and his fists. Boy, was I glad that Chomper was too dizzy and tired to fight.
My paws were sweating furiously inside the ridiculous-looking mittens. I jumped in order to avoid a double peg leg. Chomper tripped over his leg. I was now panting like crazy. Chomper, still on the floor, was too tired to get up.
Murmurs were getting louder and louder. Some of Chomper’s supporters were SHOCKED. Wait, scratch that last bit. ALL of Chomper’s supporters were shocked. I strained my ears to listen to the murmuring.
“I was so wrong about Gran.”
“This is impossible!”
“Chomper will get up’ he’s unbeatable!”
But Chomper didn’t get up. He lay there.
“One! Two! Threeeeee!! He’s OUT!” Old Fetch cried. “Wow!”
Horace was clapping his paws off. And then shouting his head off. “AWESOME!”
I gave a little bow. Ok, fine. It was an over-the-top bow. Ninety per cent of the people began clapping. The remaining were staring glumly at Chomper, now standing up dizzily. Was Gran going to be proud and happy? I will bet anything on it. I quickly rushed off, leaving Chomper still dizzy.

 

By Ivan (age 10)

 

Olivia's Gooey Ending

 

As the great bully approached me, baring his teeth, I quickly slipped my paw into the back pocket of my costume, remembering my plan. I felt around for the remains of the rotten banana boost biscuits I had recovered from Gran’s handbag. With the sun burning down on me and sweat trickling down my back, the biscuits had turned to pulp, which was what I had hoped for.

 

I pulled out a handful of the goo and aimed it at Chomper’s right eye. He barely had time to react before the soggy goo went whizzing into his eye. I pulled out another handful and aimed for Chomper’s left eye. This time my throw wasn’t so accurate, and the revolting goo splattered across Chomper’s mouth. I wondered how it would feel to have soggy and rotten banana boost biscuits shoved in my mouth as I watched him gag on them.

 

Chomper clumsily staggered to the edge of the ring and started spiting the goo from his mouth into the murky water below. Wasting no time, I scampered after him, and, with the last of my strength, shoved Chomper into the icy water below.

 

The crowd screamed and the final whistle blew. The air was filled with shouts and cheers, although a few of Chomper’s fans sank down into their seats, booing fiercely.

 

“And the winner is”, declared old Fetch over the noisy crowd, “THE WHAM KABAM GRAN!!!” 

 

By Olivia (age 9)

 

Reesa's Ending

 

I found a see-saw nearby, so I had a plan. I stood on one side and when Chomper saw me, he jumped on the other side and made me fly up. I landed on Chomper's head and tackled him. I had won when I never knew I could do it!

 

By Reesa 

 

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