Stare Cave

~ Stare Goes to the Leisure Centre ~

One day, Stare woke up and looked in the mirror (ensuring that she kept her eyes in vacant mode). What a mess she was! Hair up on end and eyes a-goggle. Stare needed to spruce herself up a bit.
"I know" thought Stare, "I'll go and get fit."
With that idea ringing in her cords, she speedily drove down to the local leisure centre to try out some new sports.

Stare was wary of the attendant in the car-park who had very shifty eyes indeed. She therefore decided to park her car on the road outside.

Once she was in the centre itself, Stare's eyes began to sting with the odour of chlorine in the air - one thing she wouldn't be doing today was going swimming without goggles. After she had payed he eye 'n' trance fee, she bought herself a pair of nifty blue swimming goggles to protect her eyeballs.
However, the larget size were all sold out so Stare would have to make do with squeezing her eyes into the next size down - painful, but she just about managed it.As Stare entered the changing rooms, she noticed a sign on the entrance saying 'beware peeping Toms.'
'Oh well, thought Stare, they'll stand no chance against me.' She grinned with self-amusement.
Although Stare was in an excited rush, she was very careful to ensure her locker key was securely pinned on her swimming costume - she didn't want it coming loose and pinning her eye cord underwater.

Now that Stare was ready, she walked to the pool edge - the sound of squealing kids annoyed her.
'Why do they make such a noise?' she pondered, 'my henchmen never do!.'

Stare made sure her eyes were pinned back in their sockets as she jumped into the water. She then proceeded to have a pleasant swim for about half an hour. That was until she lost her goggles. Stare spent 10 minutes looking for them (they had fallen off after a daring dive-in) and she eventually saw a little child picking them up by the poolside.
"MY GOGGLES!," exclaimed Stare, who by now was not happy. The little kid, wearing a purple swimming costume which stuck out like a sore thumb, was climbing the waterslide steps! Stare's eyes were by now stinging like mad, and, as all people from the planet Stare know, this slows down their reaction spped remarkably.
She darted out of the water, as fast as her big cords could carry her, but alas, the child was in the slide. Stare chased after the little girl, and flew down the shute in a rage.
"Come here child," she said, "get some of my eye plasma in your eyes and you'll know what's come over you."

Stare's eyes were now reacting very very slowly and she couldn't control them as she shot down the twisty shute. When she finally came out in the open again, Stare's eye's looked like a pair of battered fried eggs and her cords like flaccid celery stalks.

She grabbed the goggles from the girl infront of her, and ran out of the pool area to wash her pupils under the shower. This soothed them for a weyel and she went back to her locker - number 888 - 'two fat ladies' eyes,' thought Stare amusingly.

Carefully, she opened the door with her key, eyes revered in the greatest of peril. Imagine getting a pin in the eye! Eye-ooer! Worse than paper across the cornea!
When she opened the locker door Stare was eye-mazed! Her clothes were gone!
'No!' she shrieked and sent her eyes a-search immediately. There they were! An attendant had found them in a cubicle and was about to put them in the lost property basket with a bundle of dirty clothes. Stare tried to shout 'no', but how could she? - Her eyes were not mouths as well. It was too late. Wearily she dragged herself along by the cords and fished out her clothes.
'Oh well,' thought Stare, 'life's just one big mushroom spore...'

THE END.