Gerbil continued

He was a good man, you could say. Except he wasn't a man at all. He was a GERBIL. A gerbil that lead gerbils out of extinction. He was just a little theif. He didn't think k of it as theivery. He thought of it as well survival. He stole from the humans who tried to kill him. One day he got tired. He was bored and his parents were away fighting against the next tribe, the purple people eaters. No they aren't really purple and they don't eat people.  Thy just are weird. The farmer was out harvesting crops. It was his last chance to get food. He wasn't going to miss it for anything. He dashed up the hill to the farm and saw something beautiful.

It wasn't like anything he'd ever seen before. It was an onion. Onions are more sacred than candy. Imagine your favorite candy. Then if you multiplied how much you love it by 2 then maybe, MAYBE, you would love it as much as a gerbel loved an onion. He dashed at it. He didn't even try to be sneaky. He made so much noise, the farmer heard him. He didn't notice that though. The farmers back in the day didn't have shoes. They weren't like that. Man, get on their level. He tried to block the onion with his foot. The gerbel was already in the air. BTW's the gerbels name is Bralieph.

Bralieph bit into what he thought was the onion but the taste tasted terrible. I mean really bad. Like eating a foot bad. That's because he bit into the farmers foot. The farmer exclaimed "mnjlbjnohngujhkbjbjb!" That's what the verbal heard. Gerbels don't speak English,they speak gerban. He fell back hard. The farmer had a shear and was ready to kill him. He knew his doom was near.

He crunched so hard you could almost hear his bone crack. The farmer took his shear and saw the little useless geebel just lying on the ground. Braileiph tried to play dead but the farmer was too smart for that. The farmer grunted as he was about to kill this little guy. But instead of death which Braileiph thought was going to happen, he was flying. Not like superman but he couldn't control himself. He landed hard at the bottom of the hill. The farmer yelled "AÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! YOU LITTLE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He was not happy. The farmer turned and dashed down the mountain to not just kill little Braileiph but destroy the whole gerbel village.

He came to the village and with the swing of his shear, the roofs of houses went flying. Their carrot and potatoes gardens destroyed. Then the gerbels arrived. They saw a huge human taking swings at their lives. They could only do one thing. Only one thing to do, fight back. They got their swords (pins) and sheilds( a glass box) and charged at him. He saw them coming and laughed. I mean he fell down and was crying laughing. The gerbils used this to an advantage and poked him liked he was never poked befors

Although that didn't stop the farmer. He got up quickly and charged at the most sacred part of their village. The big onion. It is their sacred thing. They believe onions are gods and the will die to protect their gods. He swung with his shear and chopped the top off clean.  "AAÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAQQAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAgagaAAAAAAAA"
All the gerbels screamed. "Youhoo." Someone said. Everyone turned their head. It was the late farmers wife.

He turned and saw her. His eyes gleamed with suprisingness. The gerbils couldn't look. To a gerbil the uglier we see that person, the more beautiful they are to them. He ran to her and slapped her. Then came back and attacked the gerbils. He ran down and jumped at them. He stuck the landing, then fell in a hole. You see so while the farmer was slapping the lady had dug a hole. Then they covered the whole in grass. It was a good idea, they got very smart. And it turned out the farmer was not the brightest lightbulb in the collection. That did not make any sense, oh well. Huh I'm talking really slowly but it is coming out correctly instead of how it use to come out when it had a bunch of typos wait wait wait I'm going off task from the story. Anyway the chapter just fish the farmer was in the hole and all he had on his mind was it a big big BIG revenge.
He gerbils decided go back to their village. Well the remaining bits of their village. The gerbils are smart but they thought that the war was over. They thought the human farmer would not Try to attack there village. Only Bralieph thought that the farmer would look for revenge.  He yelled " I  am sure that the farmer  will come back.  Humans always want revenge!" The  other gerbils just laughed.

Despite this true and thourogh warning that our fellow gerbil has given they refuse to listen. So our gerbil decides to go to other villages. Because maybe other villages will listen. He goes to the next, which is 20 miles. 40 could just drive there in 40 24 hour of time. For 20 miles is like driving to Tennessee. Well like walking 2 Tennessee. He is a mile in and nightfall is upon him. He is in what they call A cold zone. Gerbils can not survive in the cold zone.

He was in deep trouble. The closest was out of the cold zone was 2 miles. Remember, 2 miles is a lot longer of a way for a gerbil than us. He had about 20 min to get out of there before the sun went down. He ran and I mean ran,as fast as his little legs could carry him. He saw the sun go down, the end was at its near for young Bralieph, at least he thought.

He felt his body freeze and soon passed out. He was on the ground sideways and if you saw him you'd think he was dead. 10 hours later he woke up covered in twigs and dirt. He was alive. How? He went outside and saw the farmers wife on the ground, sleeping. He knew she saved his life and that he has to do his mission. He continued traveling until he got to the purple people eaters tribe, where he was captured and taken to jail immediately.

"Get in there now you fool!" The prison guard yelled as Bralieph was pushed violently into the cell. Being smart and witty he slammed his head at the spiked twig prison wall. It was bleeding and if he didn't get attention 5 min. he would die. Knowing they had to keep him alive they brought him to their doctor (which is best in the gerbil world) and he fixed him. As he walked back with just the doctor he stopped. He stared at the doctor like he was a freak. Out of no where WHACK went his little gerbil arm and off he went. He ran and ran and ran. Then when he couldn't run no more he stopped, and was beat up.