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The Bones in the Forest by Jony from the USA
Dr Florida Smith (his father had wanted to call him Indiana Jones but had soon discovered that name had already been taken - actually it DOES sound familiar doesn't it?) was digging for archaeological stuff in the forest just outside Jonesville, Indiana (??)
Suddenly a growling noise made him stop. He turned slowly. There behind him was a pack of dogs, teeth bared and the most awful noises coming from their throats. He stepped back in fear (nearly fell down his archaeological stuff hole but just managed not to!) and waited.
The dogs leaped into the hole and dug like mad. Earth and rotten leaves flew in all directions. Dr Florida was absolutely covered in it at the end but, as he was brushing himself down, he noticed the dogs leaving. Each one carried a precious bone in its mouth. They ran off deep into the forest.
"What to do now?" Dr Florida asked himself. "I need those bones for my archaeological project at Jonesville (Indiana of course) University."
He sat down in the hole and sobbed.
A bright light made him look up. There, on the edge of the whole stood...you've guessed it...no, not Indiana, get real...it was...SUPERMAN!!
"What's up?" he asked, standing proudly in his blue and red suit.
Dr Florida told him.
In no time at all, Superman had flown off and was soon back with a bone.
"Um, nope," muttered Dr Florida - that's Chuckle's bone from the Butchers - not much good I'm afraid.
Superman flew off again. He came back with another bone.
Dr Florida looked carefully.
"Er, sorry Soop, no good - fish bone from the Fish Shop. The dogs in question went that way!" and he pointed into the forest.
Superman sighed deeply and disappeared.
A few minutes later howls of rage came from deep in the forest. Much gnashing of teeth and tearing of fur could be heard.
Superman reappeared with all the bones the dogs had stolen.
"Oh thank you, thank you," gushed Dr Florida. "How did you do that?"
"Harrumpf!" (or words to that effect) mumbled Superman. "Laser eyes, don't you know!"
He bowed to Dr Florida (well he is ALWAYS polite) and flew away.
Dr Florida finished his project in good time but the dogs in the forest never really recovered and are now creeping around toothless and almost bare!
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