There was a noise outside and then the door opened. There,fuming, was the icecream man. Unlike in the stories the ice cream man usually turns out to be some big, fat, and ugly man with tattooes choking his body. This one was that exactly.

“Whatta’ you little punks think ur’ doin’,” he grumbled stumbling into the ice cream truck with them. Somehow, even though the back of icecream trucks are tiny and cramped the two children managed to pop out and make a run for it. Sadly, there was no where for them to run. They were in the middle of the Gullain Icecream Factory and they new they were in big trouble. Ary led the way as the boys ran through the giant maze that was the ice cream factory.

“How are we gonna’ get out Ary?”Ott questioned with hus cute childish innocence.

“Don’t worry Ott we’ll be fine,trust me”Ary replied.