Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily, by Harley H

Today was the day when I attacked the orange bath fighter who danced clumsily. That morning I was leaving the shop as I always do on a Saturday at 7:00 and I was heading towards my crooked house (it was crooked but amazing inside.) As I entered my house I heard something coming from upstairs and I went up, and a colossal orange bath tub was dancing clumsily ready to fight me and I was freaked out. I smacked him and he just collapsed. I whispered to myself, “Well that was easier than I expected.”

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily, by Bradley H

Let me tell you about the time when I saw an orange bath clumsily strolling through the market... When it reached the disco dome (a nice store that sells dance suits, dresses and disco balls) he stopped, turned around and danced like he'd been practicing for years! Suddenly the bath tripped into a pile of cars and they knocked over into some deodorant which caused a fire. Eventually the fire fighter (John Malcolm) came to the rescue and grabbed the nearest thing to put it out -the fire extinguisher. Then after all that commotion nobody entered that market ever again...

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily, by Eleanor

Stars were gleaming in the navy blue sky. An odd looking man clumsily stumbled out of an orange building. I wondered what had happened to him so I went up to ask him about it. I wasn't expecting the response he gave me, he told me an amazing story...

He was Jim Mcbash the most famous fighter that ever lived. Every person he faced lost and hit the floor heavily. THUD! And every fight he would do his dance. He danced lots! It wasn't Jim who danced one match.

The only the thing he fought again was his bath water.

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Tom A

I was reading a comic about weird and wacky super heroes and villains. There was Chuckling Chicken, who laughed at everyone, Nappy Nicker who stole orange babies' nappies and Sad Pig, a pig that was sad. I was about to turn the page when I heard a thud from my bathroom. Mum and dad weren't home so I knew it wasn't them. I cautiously wandered over to my bathroom door and knocked. I opened the door and saw the Bath Fighter, the hero I was reading about previously. He danced around clumsily, waving a rubber duck. I called the police.

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Aaliyah

Jay entered the strange dimension and saw a bath that danced, a fighter that clumsily fought another fighter and an orange. He obviously thought the orange was normal, but it was no average orange it had been cursed by an individual who had lived in the 16th century at the time the Salem witch trials were held, she had weirdly enough passed trials. She cursed the orange to do her final act of evilness before being burnt on a stick. He ate it and became a rat then a mouse then a dog and never changed back.

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Jessica

On the way to school the sky was a mixture of colours including orange, red and yellow. Zooming across the sky was a fighter jet.

When I arrived at school, everybody was wondering where Miss Johnson was. Miss Chapman came through the door like a hurricane shouting, ''Nobody panic, Miss Johnson will be here soon!''

Soon after that, Miss Johnson stormed through the door and said, ''Sorry I'm late I was having a bath!'' She danced through the classroom clumsily tripping over pens, rulers and my lunch which went everywhere. I was fuming; I didn't have any lunch to eat.

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Madi

“Bath time Jasmine,” shouted mum. 

 Jasmine was too interested making a dance on her bright orange carpet so she didn’t listen.  

Mum repeated herself again, “Jasmine, bath now!”  

She listened that time and danced to the bathroom. Then she turned the tap on and clumsily put it on cold instead of warm, she was silly!  

Seconds later, Jasmine - who was obsessed with the song, ‘I am a fighter’- jumped in the normal white bath and chilled. She carefully grabbed her phone and settled down. 

“Are you in?” questioned mum. 

Jasmine answered, “Yes.”  

Without realizing, she was in there for hours...  

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Roxanne

Once when I was little, I was walking along the street with my mom, we were buying clothes for our holiday. (and were in a hurry.)

Along the street I met a strange flock of people – they had orange t-shirts and clumsily danced around with a hand-drawn bath sign held high in the air one by one.

My mother told me that they were a group of protesters named ‘Fighter’. But on the other hand, knowing very little back then I looked up to my mom and told her;

“I want to be a ‘Fighter’ when I grow up...”

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily, Julia

When the orange fireball danced in the diamond-blue sky, the exhausted birds flew in any direction. They clumsily glided through the glowing white clouds, bumping into each other like an aggressive fighter trying to win the battle. The soft, damp mist was holding tightly onto their fluffy feathers, trying to give them a luxurious bath.

Without a warning, the dazzling sky turned into a dull scene. A paralyzing sound could be heard coming out of the dreadful underground. It was as if the bloodthirsty gates of hell opened to invite lost souls. Is this how our life is meant to end...?

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by George W

Whilst climbing out of my scorching hot bath, I clumsily tripped over. In the blink of an eye, I found myself stranded on a huge, deserted island. I stared blankly at the thin palm trees. Confused, I stumbled over to a sandy patch on the large island.  Suddenly three orange fires appeared. I dashed towards the tepid, turquoise sea and filled up my rusty bucket . I ran back and caught a glimpse of a muscular fighter, who energetically danced adjacent to the fire. I trotted towards him, keeping under cover when possible. I saw him and it was my dad ...

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Faith P

  My little cousin absolutely hates taking a bath, but after clumsily walking into the kitchen door and spilling strawberry milkshake everywhere he had to take one. He shouted, jumped and danced out of my auntie’s way as she tried to catch him. 

 It’s like he turns from being a cute, shy little boy into a big bad fighter, fighting anything that comes in his way. Then after ten minutes of wearing himself out, my auntie had a great idea and grabbed his favourite orange fluffy towel and bundled him up.  

‘There is no getting away now!’ she said, laughing loudly.

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Anissa

In a very posh house, there was a young boy called Oliver and he is a fighter he does kickboxing every day but he always gets really tired. At the end of the day he never forgets to take an ice-cold bath, that gives him time to relax. After his freezing bath, he goes downstairs to find himself a glass to pour some orange juice (that he calls refreshing) and drinks two glasses of it.

Once after a fight he fell clumsily down off the ladder that he climbed to take a medal off of a hanger.

Also, he has a wife that he loves. Last weekend they went to a ball and danced like they did at their wedding. His wife loves to watch him fight and supports him. Oliver really likes when someone supports him. 

Bath Fighter Danced Orange Clumsily by Ellie

I was in the bath one night, and something mysterious happened. A cage fighter turned up in my bathroom, he was wearing an orange suit. I was curious why he was in my house. I found it really embarrassing as I didn’t know him. I was really flustered so I danced and jumped around as I was attempting to get dressed. I clumsily shouted a naughty word. The cage fighter was going crazy in my house. Up and down the stairs in and out of rooms. I was getting even more flustered than I already was. This was the most embarrassing time of my life.