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It was the pie contest,in 11 days!. A 

week and 4 days (or week and a very 

slight half). Pete would wow the judges 

with the tastiness of his pie!. Whip 

cream above a mouth watering apple pie 

surrounded in tasty pastry. 10 days left 

and Pete had finally stopped dreaming. 

He dashed away in baking,then stashed 

away was the SUPER DUPER ALI OOPER 

COOPER ROOPER PIE BAKING MACHINE.

Pete ignored it and reached for the 

other pie maker called the EXTREMELY 

STUPID ALLI OOPID PIE MAKER!. He 

rushed through baking but it was 

difficult using the EXTREMELY STUPID 

ALLI OOPID PIE MAKER. Suddenly,a puff 

of purple smoke covered the room and 

all that was saw was Pete's shadowy 

figure. "The kitchen's a mess! The 

kitchen's a mess!"Pete cried. The puffy 

smoke died

down a bit. All that was left on the table 

was a moldy,crumbly and burnt piece of 

pie. Honestly,it looked abhorrent,like 

what old people think of the best 

fashion which infact looks like a toilet. 

He had use all his ingredients to the 

max and it was all gone. 

Surprisingly,the rest of the pie 

vanished!. A munching noise was hear 

coming from the corner of the kitchen 

where the basket lays.

It was Gracie (Pete's dog) that had 

purple syrup all around it's mouth like a 

hungry predator had swallowed up his 

prey and was covered in it's blood. 

"OI!"Pete oied*. Gracie glared up at 

Pete with a look that said 'Yeah I ate the 

burnt,abhorrent pie..So what?'.

*Made up word!

Gracie felt something racing up her 

neck...it then happened...

Bluuurrrgggghhhh!!. Pete was drenched 

in his own purple syrup. "Aah.."said 

Pete, "I guess I need to retry..". 9 days 

left. He had no ingredients whatsoever 

and the pie contest was in 9 days,he 

was looking through the rows of 

cupboards filled with cooking 

machines,ingredients and tools to help 

cook!.

There it happened!. The glimpse of the 

watsit called* was enough to reach for 

it,pull it out and use it. He went straight 

into baking his 2nd and most successful 

pie which would NOT explode into 

millions of pieces.

*Made up word! 

8 days left..FINISHED!. The pie was 

eatable. 7 days later Pete tasted a tiny 

bit of his pie. 

FANTABIDOSY!*,PIETASTIC*,NOTHING 

LIKE ME MUM'S BAKING!.

*MADE UP WORD OVERLOAD!!

It got him rolling all over the Kitchen 

floor..0 days left....Finally,Pete stopped 

rolling across the Kitchen floor and 

found it was 6 minutes until the pie 

contest!,Pete turned on his phone and 

went onto the travel app. It was going 

to take 1 hour and a half to get 

there,how would he be able to get there 

in time?. Pete had a nibble of his pie. 

Suddenly,he was a jolly jumping bean 

that could 

sprint as fast as light or lightning or 

Usain Bolt and I could go on forever. He 

got there 1 minute before the 

competition. Pete got there just in time. 

The contest started 1 minute later and 

Jerry the successful chef was first. Each 

judge took a slice of the pie and 

escorted it in there jaws like meat 

grinders. "ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT!,WE 

DO NOT NEED TO EAT ANYBODY ELSES 

PIE THIS

PIE WINS!"all of the judges yelled 

together. Everybody else's jaw dropped 

to the ground except from Jerry. "Why 

thank you indeed but may you let 

others at least have a chance!"he 

poshly* demanded.

*Made up word alert!

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