It was still raining on Bloomfiled Avenue.
Gus thought that it would be a good idea to go fishing. After all, everyone knows that fish come to the surface more when it is raining. He invited Trudy to go along but she thought that since it was raining it would too dangerous to go out on the lily pad fishing.
"Gus, why don't you either wait for a sunny day or wait until we can find a sturdier boat."
"Trudy you worry too much," Gus said.
"Gus, you don't worry enough," Trudy hooted.
Trudy could not talk Gus out of going and Gus couldn't talk Trudy into going.
Gus went out on the lily pad by himself. he was OK for the first hour and then it began to rain really hard, thunder was cracking, and lightening was flashing. Gus was beginning to regret going fishing.
Gus couldn't control the lily pad and it was rushing him towards the sewer.
No! Not the sewer at the end of Bloomfield Avenue! Gus knew darn well what was waiting for him in that sewer at the end of Bloomfield Avenue. The sewer troll- ugly , drooly, really mean and hungry sewer troll!
Just as Gus was saying his prayers, out of the sky came a dark shape and SWOOP! Gus was plucked off the lily pad just as it went into the sewer.
Gus looked up at his rescuer - Trudy! Trudy hooted, "Gus , you need to worry a little more."
Gus laughed with relief. Trudy and Gus went home and sat in front of the warm fire drinking tea. Gus soon dozed off. It had been a very exciting day.
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