Prisoner of the Pyrots!

You want a little vacation time during the week your mom is signing the papers, so you drive to a deserted beach not far from the city. You strip down to your shorts and fall asleep in the sun. When you wake up, you find you can't get up because you have been buried in the sand. "Hey!" you cry. "Who did this? Come back here and dig me out!" Suddenly a flock of parrots swoop down and land around you.

"He, he, ye're awake at last!" sneers the lead parrot "Now let's get down to the nitty gritty shall we?" He hops onto the sand pile that holds you prisoner. "Tell us what we Pyrots need to know!"

"I don't know what you're talking about" you answer.

"Then we'll 'ave to teach ye to talk, won't we?" it somehow seems to grin, turning to the other birds. "OK, it's time to go to work at the other end!"

You can tell that your bare feet are sticking out of the sand because you can feel the sea breeze on your toes. You also have an idea what the birds are going to do next! You struggle in vain to break free, but the sand is too heavy.

Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)

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