The Finding by Kiefer

“What is it?” questioned one of the workers. There were three workers, mining and mining, hoping they would strike gold. They were actually meant to be at someone’s house digging up what the person who owned the house described as a mess. But finding an oval massive brown thing is really a one-time thing. “I don’t know but all I know is that we should definitely dig random things up again, I mean, come on, look what we’ve found, I mean it might not be gold but I think there’s something inside” Replied another worker.

“It looks like an egg” Said the third.

“No way Sherlock” said the first.

“Alright alright, let’s just get back to mining” said the second. They mined and mined, the shell was tough for their picks. “That’s it!” The third worker lifted up his pick, and slammed it down with all his might. The ‘egg shell’ cracked. They all tried to take a look in the ‘egg shell’. They just saw a little bit of white. “What is it?”

“No questioning just mine.” They all slammed the egg, out of the egg was a sticky substance, a creamy substance, both of those put together. We are rich, we can take this to the government, who those what they’ll buy it for.”

Creme Egg story by Lisa

As we got a call from the owners of the famous cream egg, we gathered round and watched the creamy icing flood around the area. We cornered it off with cones but it was too strong! The strong icing started to break the egg even more as we tried to put it back together; as we put buckets out to catch the icing, we realised that there was too much cream-icing and too few buckets.
“What about if we try and get the icing out quicker? Because then we can get it into buckets faster and it will stop pouring sooner!” Rob exclaimed.
“That’s a great idea, but we will get all dirty and sticky when covered in cream!” Jeff replied, “Our boss told us to come back clean so that we can go another day without washing the uniform!”
“Our uniform doesn’t matter as long as we get this problem dealt with!”
“Our boss wouldn’t want this so…”
“If you don’t want to complete the mission then go back to the office because Jeff and I can finish this by on our own!”
“Stop being so…”
“STOP ARGUING!” I yelled “we are all staying put and doing as Rob said!”
“Why are you going along with this?” Jeff said.
“Because no one else is saying anything!”
I jumped on top of the egg and started pushing down the sticky icing. “It’s working!” I yelled as they continued to create a wall of buckets. “It won’t be able to go anywhere now!” Yelled Jeff
“I know! It’s got to go in the buckets now; there is no-where else for it to go!” said Rob
“We are nearly done!” I yelled.

5 minutes later…

“We did it!” I yelled
“Yes we did!” Rob replied
“I’m sorry about the argument before Rob.” Said Jeff guiltily
“I forgive you, I’m also sorry. I shouldn’t have started yelling at you either.”
“So are we friends?”
“Of course!”
“So, who wants a cream egg? 😄”

The creme egg and the mini workers by Tyler S

“Where does this dammed confectionery come from!” complained one of the workers, looking up at his way to spend his overtime.

“Hell,” replied another worker, looking down at the gooey mess at his feet, “that’s where.”

“I don’t care where it’s come from, but it’s going to make me rich!” exclaimed the third worker, actually looking over the source of the goo, “The boss said, that he would give us one thousand pen lids each for every chunk of gooey sweetness we remove!”

“One thousand each!” shouted the other two workers in unison, “we better get going then.”

The three of them knew that they had to get some back up. They couldn’t just clear up that giant mess by themselves. Oh, I’m sorry. You don’t quite know what we’re on about, do you? Well the thing they are actually trying to remove is, well, I don’t know how to explain it to you without giving too much away. The border holding the gooey, creamy-ness is what is known to us is: chocolate. But it is known to them as: bare poison. The chocolate/bare poison is usually egg shaped. You might have already guessed that there is some sort of gooey/creamy substance. It is known to us as: some sort of gooey/creamy substance. It is known to them as: nuclear.

I have been using the word: “Them” quite a lot recently, that is because this thing is the size of two of those people, the actual size is about eleven centimetres.

“Let’s move this Crème Egg* out!” yelled one of the miniature workers, while driving a crane.

Creme Egg Poem by Aimee

Delicious cream egg,

I always have to beg,

Oh what a treat,

For us to eat,

On a day like today.

It will melt right away,

But you can still play.

Don’t worry now,

You can say ‘wow’,

Because it is fun,

Just rest in the sun.

Leave your parents to sleep,

It is all you can eat,

At the time of Easter,

Better than malteser.

Now, don’t start to grunt,

It is time to hunt.

You can find one under the settee,

Then throw confetti.

But don’t eat it yet,

Otherwise you will get upset.

You’d better share,

Because I will be there,

Watching you and the others,

I mean your little brothers.

It is time to eat,

So take a seat,

We’ve got to thank the maker,

Because he is the saviour.

Lovely creme eggs,

Don’t spill it on your legs.

You’ll be sorry,

You will see.

Do you know what I am having for tea?

A creme egg!

Creme Egg Workers by Jack

“What is it?” asked one of the workers.

“I don’t know,” said another.

“Well whatever it is we’ve got to crack it open, boss’ orders.”

“It looks like an egg.” said another.

“What did I just say? Get back to work!” said another.

All of the workers started hacking and slicing at the egg shaped object, when, finally they got through. “Hey! Look what I found!” said one of the workers. They all looked inside the crack and saw something yellow and orange with white around it. “There’s gold and silver in that egg shaped rock! Keep going!”

All of the workers sliced at the hole, trying to get their greedy paws on some gold and silver.

When the egg finally broke, two climbed down but the last one fell in. He expected it to be a hard landing, but he just squished into the ‘gold’ and ‘silver’. “Yuck! What is this stuff?”

“It’s… Cream!”

“Really? I never would have guessed genius!” said the one in the gooey substance.

“Guys calm down, I’m pretty sure it’s still worth something.”

“This is a stupid question, but, is it edible?”

“Woah, he has a point, what if this is a rare delicacy?”

“Well there’s only one way to find out.” said the miner who was stuck in goo.

The Accident by Kaycee

Crème egg, crème egg siting in the fridge

Do you want to be thrown off a bridge?

I know you’re so ever silky-smooth,

But I need to test this will you approve.

I walked to the bridge with the egg in hand,

Melting it was - I hope it understands

That I’m doing this for a project to get me marks.

What was that, did it just bark?

Is it trying to tell me something that I don’t know?

My hands are sweaty I have to let go,

Doing that was a big mistake

I didn’t know you were going to break,

The crème inside came out like a bullet

I couldn’t push nor pull it

To put it in a drain near my feet

This five minutes felt like a week,

I walked home trying to ignore what I had done.

I went back the next day and it was boiling from the sun.

I found that the egg wasn’t there,

But the Easter bunny had left one new one with a pear.

I wanted to know where the broken egg had gone,

The bunny said, “It’s with John!”

“Can you show me where John is?”

Of course I can, you curious kid.

The rest I’m not allowed explain,

Because of course I’m using my brain,

Let’s just say I went to the factory,

Where everything goes when it gets a bit messy.

The Easter factory if you really want to know.

Excuse me now I have to go.

Creme Egg by Rhianna

“Can I go to the sweet shop now?”
Rosa asked her mother Mandy for the fourth time that hour.
“Every time you ask, it’s one more day until we go. All you ever talk about are those
Magic crème eggs!” Her mother responded. It’s true. The crème
Eggs really were magic.
Each day, Rosa looked out her bedroom window. The
Gigantic sweet shop was just across the road, and of course the expanding crème eggs were
Going out of stock fast. Rosa looked at her piggy bank.
She had just enough to buy a magic crème egg.
Attacking her glass window until it broke,
Rosa grabbed her money and ran across the road. AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everything went black…
Mandy looked down at her unconscious child -in a coma-
And the tubes attached to her. Nurses were feeding her through a
Giant tube (the biggest of the 27). Suddenly Mandy remembered those last words her daughter said.
“I want you to feed her the expanding crème eggs. Now.” A
Crème egg, the last one, was bought, and fed to Rosa. “MOTHER!”
A nurse called Lucy told a shocked Rosa what had happened to her.
Lucy then let her mother speak to her. “Why is your window broken, Rosa?”
The crème egg floated down the mountain. The boy checked
His phone.
It
Showed the time: 8:47am. Only a few minutes left until his plan would be done.
Imaginative. That’s what they called him at
School.
Capable of doing anything. That’s what his friends said.
Overprotective. That’s what his enemies called him. He was
Done with everyone labelling him. Done with
Everyone calling him names.
He would show them.
Everyone would know that he is evil.
Like it or not, the disaster would take place in 5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

Push!

Creme Egg by Finley

Five hours ago, a strange-looking meteor hit the planet mars. 1 hour later, it started moving again, but this time it was travelling light-years faster! After 10 minutes of waiting for it to hit the Earth scientists announced that it had just entered the Earth’s atmosphere.

When it was finally in sight, the scientists got in their cars and started driving as quickly as possible to the landing zone. As it got closer to the ground, everybody started running to the nearest truck or bunker.

As soon as it hit the ground, everyone got scared because of the large impact and the loud bang. After the smoke had cleared, the police told everyone to stay in their spots. When the police and ambulance crew were sure that no-one was killed; the scientists walked over to it, and cut it open.

To me it looked like a Cadburys creme egg, some people thought that it was a strange looking gift from the gods. The people that agreed with that told me that it was an eggcelent idea.

When the builders got there, some cream (that looked like yolk) started spewing out of it.

One of the builders ran to the control pad for the gate and the walls and made them rise up. After waiting for five minutes for it to clear up, it carried on flowing towards the walls until it hit them…

When it hit the wall, it started burning down until it could just flow past the wall to the city…

Creme Egg story by Jessica

I wish that I had never done what I did. It was all because of my job; I was a miner. I loved it. I used to take hours trying to open the egg. We all tried our hardest. If we did succeed then we were promised a lifetime full of money. It was perfect!

Well at least I thought it was. I was the one who managed to open the egg, I thought of all the things I would do first. I thought of the places I would go. I jumped up and down with excitement and was just about to tell Max (the man who had assigned us) the news.

He had already seen it and was going to reward me until drops of lava came out of it. He looked closer and saw the white coming out of it. We all knew that that was worse than lava, it was marshmallow.

Everyone started to run away from the marshmallow. It soon formed into a marshmallow man. He stepped on several of the workers and even on Max. I knew that there was no way that I was going to get my money now. It was past that. I had unleashed the monster that had once destroyed this town. Now there was no going back.

I already knew what he was going to do next. He came after me; he tried grabbing me several times but missed. Then an idea struck into my head. If I were to somehow manage to lure him into the lava then he would be roasted. He would melt and I could end this.

Without even thinking about what I was going to do next, I pulled the rope that was dangling down from his hat. His head tilted back and I started to drag him. The lava was close behind me so I pulled his head down as far as I could and ran the other way.

His head landed in a puddle of lava and started to roast. “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH” The marshmallow man shouted. He was dripping with goo and everyone stopped to look at me. I thought that they would lift me up and start cheering but instead their eyes were red with anger.

“You did this.” One of them yelled.

“My whole family is dead because of you.” Another one shrieked.

I didn’t know what to do. They were all mad at me and started to charge towards me. I was scared; I didn’t know what they were going to do. I ran for it, I went past the hairdressers and through the tunnel. I was just about to give up and jump into the boiling lava but I had a plan.

I went into the goo of the marshmallow man and started to lick it. It tasted delicious! I soon convinced them to try it. They called me a hero when they tasted it. I found a new food, I had lots of money. I was rich at last.

Creme Egg Poem by Ava

I don’t know how they resist,

The sweet taste of this

Yummy, scrumptious and smooth;

Silky-smooth.

It is hard enough on Easter Day,

While they hide the eggs you look away.

You’re hunting left and right,

Hoping that you might,

Sneak an egg in your basket,

Treat it like a diamond casket.

You’re icky and gooey,

But not at all chewy,

I hope you understand,

That I don’t demand I command.

I know it confusing,

Sometimes very amusing,

That I would love to make chocolate eggs when I’m older,

Only I would but they would end around my mouth and up on my shoulder.

I love the way they look and even the feel,

Your wrapper looks like it is made out of steel.

You’re beautifully wrapped,

The Easter Bunny probably napped.

Creme Egg by Cloud

The builders examined the egg, taking in every detail. They had never seen anything like it; they expected an animal to hatch out of it but for some reason a white substance with an orange centre were oozing out. Where did it come from they asked themselves surely this wasn’t a natural egg. Most eggs weren’t covered in what they were sure tasted like chocolate but couldn’t possibly be. They decided to close off the area with cones from the public to keep them away until the police finally arrived.

I had no idea where I was, it came as a shock to me when I opened my eyes and three peculiar things were surrounding me, examining (more like staring) at me. I had never seen anything like the things that stood in front of me all of them had two objects which looked like sticks or logs supporting them they also had two more sticks which they used to grab stuff. They also wore the most unique clothes: orange vest and a blue material to cover both sets of logs. I wanted to shout at them asking them what they were looking at but no words came out of my mouth; I had lost my ability to speak or I could never really speak in the first place, I can’t remember anyway. I wanted to go home wherever home was. I was finally breaking free from my shell, I should be happy that I’m free but I feel very vulnerable without it.

“What are you?”

Were the first words I uttered when we came across it, it was the most unusual thing I had ever seen in my entire life. Who else had seen a giant egg with cream flowing out of it? We were only meant to be building a new car park but instead we came across an egg! I wasn’t sure whether I was dreaming or not. I was both afraid and excited, we could become famous and rich then I could finally quit this stupid job. Live a stress free life not having to worry about having enough money to pay my bills because I’ll have plenty of money!

Creme Egg Ride by Kirsten

The cream oozed out of the chocolate brown shell,

The creamy mixture plummeted over the edge to the floor like Niagara Falls.

The men worked furiously at the scene,

Trying to figure out the details of what happened.

The crack got bigger every second as the downpour got heavier and heavier as more cream overflowed.

One work man found out the ‘thing’ was fun,

It was just like a water slide.

The cones at the bottom of ‘it’ were then removed,

The work men then left too.

And that’s where I’ll leave this story,

As the cream egg now a family attraction,

With lots of fun included in the price,

The ‘thing’ is now a water slide,

For everyone to ride!