On the Story Sea (9781743583531) by Danny Parker Page B

the floor.
    Lola and Buddy followed her down the ladder and into the darkness below.
    Lola looked around. Huge fishing nets hung from the walls. And she could see wooden treasure chests everywhere, lined up next to each other.
    Pirate Sal opened a few of the treasure chests. Some were full to the top with paper. But many of the chests were empty.

    â€˜Usually these chests are all full,’ Pirate Sal said. ‘But someone has been stealing from me!’

Pirate Sal pointed to the fishing nets hanging from the walls. ‘When we go fishing on the Story Sea, we don’t fish for fish . We fish for stories .’
    â€˜How do you catch a story?’ Lola asked.
    â€˜You put a blank page into the water, and wait,’ said Sal. ‘After a while you pull the paper back out, and if you are lucky it has a story on it. Easy!’
    Lola giggled. It sounded very magical, and much easier than trying to write a story all by yourself. Or going to the book shop to buy one!
    â€˜Usually we catch hundreds of stories. Old stories, new stories, funny stories. Look.’
    Pirate Sal picked up a piece of paper and handed it to Lola. It said:
And he sailed off through night and day, and in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are.
    Lola smiled. It was one of her favourite stories from when she was little.
    â€˜You can keep it,’ said Pirate Sal, grinning.
    Lola popped the piece of paper into her pocket.
    â€˜The last few days, we’ve been fishing more than ever,’ said Pirate Sal, ‘but guess what?’
    Buddy shrugged his floppy shoulders.
    â€˜No stories?’ guessed Lola.
    â€˜That’s right. So half our treasure chests are still empty,’ said Sal.
    What a mystery! thought Lola.
    â€˜Imagine a world without stories!’ cried Buddy.
    Lola thought about all her favourite books. The ones that made her feel good. And the scary ones, as well as the funny ones.
    She even loved the sad ones.
    Lola knew she had to do whatever she could to help Pirate Sal.
    Whenever she needed to think, she paced around the room. This was one of those times.
    Buddy took out his juggling balls. Whenever he needed to think, he started to juggle. It was a clown thing.
    A mysterious submarine is seen in the Story Sea, thought Lola.

    And stories are going missing …
    Lola stopped pacing and looked across at Buddy and Sal.
    â€˜The submarine and the missing stories must be linked,’ she said slowly. ‘The submarine must be stealing the stories. But why ?’
    Buddy stopped juggling. ‘Stories are very powerful, Lola,’ he said. ‘They are full of ideas. Often very clever ideas. That’s why we treasure them.’
    â€˜Buddy’s right,’ said Pirate Sal. ‘That’s why we put the stories into books for everyone in the Kingdom to read.’
    But who would want to steal the stories? wondered Lola. Who in the entire Kingdom needs new ideas?
    She threw up her hands. It was so obvious.
    â€˜The Plastic Prince!’ she cried.
    The Plastic Prince was the ruler of Nevercalm. He ruled over the Almost Toys and was always up to no good.
    What he wanted more than anything was control of the whole Kingdom.
    â€˜He is always after more power,’ Lola reminded the others. ‘And that’s why it’s a plastic submarine. It’s from Nevercalm!’

‘Well, tangle my laces, Lola,’ said Buddy. ‘The Plastic Prince stealing stories for more power? It makes perfect sense! And a plastic subma-thingy would definitely be from Nevercalm.’
    Lola looked thoughtful again. ‘Have you seen any paper in the sea that shouldn’t be there?’ she asked Pirate Sal.
    â€˜Indeed we have!’ replied Sal.
    â€˜The submarine must be fishing for stories!’ said Lola. ‘It’s dropping paper into the sea, and then coming back to collect it all.’
    â€˜If this is the work of the Plastic Prince, we must