When Graham open his eyes, he was in another world. Some animals were around, but they were all arguing. Graham looked around. “Huh,” he complained. “No machines?”
“Then that’s perfect! Nature is fantastic!” a voice exclaimed. Graham turned back to see a koala with a staff.
Graham looked at the koala. “Just who the blazes are you?”
“I’m Cosmo, I’m a koala. I’m going to fend plants against horrible machines of yours!” the koala cried.
Graham gritted his teeth. “I’m Graham, and I’m never going to let a weed take over my life!”
“Where you get your air now are from these beauties of nature!” the koala started. “Where else do you get such delish fruits and juices?”
Graham started, “Machines helps everything to become easier! Like collecting fruits!”
The debate of machines and plants seemed like to go on forever, but a panda destroyed ‘forever’. The panda said, “Hi! I’m Liza. Who are you all?”
A tiger Graham never noticed and saw replied, “I’m Sir Gilbert. I came from a far-away land.”
“I’m Cosmo. Please agree with me plants are better than machines!” the koala pleaded.
Graham shook his head, standing beside the koala. “I’m Graham. Please agree with me that machines are the best,” he chuckled.
The wolf did not reply the panda’s question. She started to ask again, “Wolf, who are-“
Suddenly, the wolf’s ears suddenly perked upwards. “Do you hear that?” he growled. “I hear scuffling and dust being patted. I hear sparks of electricity. I hear sounds familiar. I hear sounds like a tiger’s sneaky walk. I hear… weird sounds. I think I know what this means. It’s a battle.”
Liza gasped, “Oh no! To destroy the serenity of this land?”
“We must fight back,” Sir Gilbert proclaimed. “We must protect this land.”
Liza shook her head. “That will mean war,” she said.
“True, but what other methods do we have?” asked Cosmo.
War? Graham was alert. Do they need some cool machines? Load some machine with nuts and turn the crank. Nuts will fly to their enemy! Do they need cool contraptions? Maybe a slingshot or a catapult!
The wolf’s voice interrupted his thoughts, “We can fight. We can fight not here. We can fight there. By where the danger lurks.
Sir Gilbert laughed. “To trust you? Unlikely!” he cried.
Liza nodded. “The wolf’s right. We’ll bring war to those who wants war.”