matter whose idea it was, you are all in big trouble.” Pop pointed at the fields instructing Corny and Baka to go back to the village. They started to walk towards the cornfield when they heard a loud chirp. Pop immediately looked behind them and saw the crow standing behind them. “Go!” Pop screamed as he got his cane ready to fight the crow. As Pop got ready to battle he hear a loud strange sound coming from somewhere in the barn. Pop looked up to the sky and saw a dark cloud emerge from the trees surrounding the farm. Corny and Baka ran to the cornfield and stared from afar as they saw how the crow grappled Pop and flew inside the barn. “Grandpa!!” Corny screamed desperately running out towards the barn, but getting pulled back into the field by Ricky and Baka. “Let me go, they have my grandfather!” Said Corny sobbing. “No, you’ll get killed. They already have him.” Carmen replied trying to calm him down. “It’s my fault.” Corny cried as he kneeled on the floor. “We have to get help.” Corny was determined to recue Pop from the barn even if he had to take on a whole murder of crows by himself.
“Everyone!” Screamed Corny as they got into the village. Other Crops came out of their huts wondering why he was making so much noise. “Calm down boy, you’ll lead King Crow and his allies right too us.” Said Mrs. Pumpkin as she came out of her home, “The crows have taken Pop, I need to rescue him, please those willing to help grab your swords and join me in this rescue.” The crops of the village stared and laughed at Corny as they yelled that there was no way they would leave the comfort of the fields to help just one corn swab. Corny angry climbed into the village water tower and explained what had happened. “The crows already have my grandfather, how long before they find us and raid our small village and eat us all? We need to fight against the crows and end their tyranny over the farm so we can be the prosperous farm we used to be.” The crops laughed and threw seeds Corny knocking him down from the tower making fall down on a mud puddle. Humiliated Corny laid on the mud sobbing as everyone made fun of him. As he saw his friend humiliated by the others Ricky went to help him off the puddle of mud and angrily said. “You are all cowards. So far in the stories I’ve heard the Corn swabs were the most valiant crops during the war, and you guys owe the remaining corn swabs your lives because their ancestors risked more than ours to ensure we survived over those who died.” Baka and Carmen helped carry Corny to his house.
Because of Ricky’s plan to sneak out of the village and go into the barn they had given proof to King Crow’s murder that there were still fresh vegetables in the fields. Pop was taken directly into King Crow’s quarters and thrown right before him. “Pop Cornswab…” King Crow coughed as he climbed down from his swing. “You’re still alive.” Said Pop looking at King Crow as he approached him. “It’s been nearly 6 years since our battle in the cornfields, and I still remember how you gave me this scar!” King Crow walked in front of a beam of moon ling that came in through a hole in the ceiling of the barn revealing a horrible looking scar that ranged from his right eye down towards his beak. “I waited years to find you or any of your relatives.” Said King Crow as he smelled Pop from from stem to stem. “You smell stale, on the verge to be rotten, I know exactly what to do with you now.” King Crow approached an old oven and asked some of his guards to open the rusty door. “Put him inside.” He said as he flew over to his swing. The crows grabbed Pop and threw him inside the dusty oven closing the door shut. “Bring me coal; I’m in the mood for popcorn.” He said followed by an evil laugh. “HAHAHA!” He coughed as he laughed, while Pop looked through the oven bars thinking to himself; I hope Corny and the others are okay.
Beyond the barn, Corny, Baka Ricky and Carmen tried to come up with a plan to recue Pop. They have never been inside the barn so they didn’t know what to expect. Pop never talked about the inside of the barn in his stories, the only thing he always said was that the vegetables taken into the barn never came back. “We need someone that has been inside and out of the barn.” Said Carmen “But who?” replied Ricky. After a moment of silence Baka got up from the chair he was sitting on “I will be right back guys, I have an idea.” “Wait! Where are you going?” Said Carmen “Trust me; I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Baka ran outside as he remembered all of those grains of rice that arrived at the village after the war seeking shelter. He rushed towards a rusty can just a few feet away from the village and asked the rice keeper Mr. Phil Plantain if he could have a word with one of the rice grains. Mr. Phil refused to let Baka to talk to any of the rice grains but as Baka was about to leave a rice grain by the name of Lauren came out and asked what he needed. Baka explained to Lauren how Pop was taken by a murder of crows and he and small group of vegetables planned a rescue mission but they needed someone with insight on the lay out of the barn. Lauren agreed to help him but she explained that she would not be going with them on the journey to the barn. Baka carried Lauren towards Corny’s house and introduced her to the others. Pleased with feeling useful Lauren told them all she knew about the barn and wished them luck because the road ahead of them was not an easy one.
The sun sat upon the farm as Corny, Ricky, Carmen and Baka made their way through the cornfields. They gathered swords and shields to defend themselves against King Crow and his murder and everything or everyone that stood in their way. The night gave them cover as they sneaked inside the barn undetected. It was utterly quiet and deserted, but they could feel something watching them. “How are we going to get up there?” asked Baka. “We’ll climb up to that table over there and then we’ll throw a line to the floor above us.” Replied Corny. “And if we get attacked?” asked Carmen. “We attack back. Lauren taught us how to use these swords and shields, so we should be fine sing them. Just remember to aim for the wings this will keep the crows grounded for us to take them down.” Said Corny. “Yeah! If you’re too afraid you can just run and hide.” Said Ricky getting a bit too excited about his new found skills. “I mean you guys are good, but my skills are out of this farm. I can take on a whole murder of crows by myself.” He starts to bluff as he pulled his sword out and started to swing it around just like they do in samurai movies. Ricky swung his sword and jumped back and forth until he suddenly hit something. Corny, Carmen and Baka stared afraid at what they were seeing. Ricky looked up as he felt feathers along his back, a giant turkey the size of an award winning pumpkin stood behind him and between the silence and the aggressive stare by the turkey all he heard was “Gobble, gobble.” “Don’t move, he won’t be able to see you.” Said Baka nervously to Ricky, but he didn’t listen and made a run for it. “RUN!” he yelled as he ran pass Corny and Carmen leaving the group behind. Amazed by the size of the 4 foot tall turkey weighing about 6 pounds Corny ran under it and told the others to split up, the turkey chased after Corny as he ran looking for a way to take down the huge poultry. “What’s the plan Baka yelled taking the turkey’s attention away from Corny and bringing it right towards himself. The turkey ran savagely towards Baka who ran away as fast as his legs would allow him. Corny under pressure looked for something to take out the vicious turkey or at least stop him long enough for them to get into safety. He spots a big bucket sitting on top of the table they planned on climbing and then he sees Ricky climbing up to safety. “Ricky! The bucket, when I run under the table knock it down on the turkey.” Assuming the turkey didn’t understand Corny gave away their plan, he stopped chasing Baka and looked at the table where Ricky got ready to take him down. The Turkey jumped and flapped his wings gaining altitude and landing on top of the table, looking straight at Ricky the turkey said “Gobble, gobble.” “Please don’t eat me.” Ricky cried as the turkey approached him slowly. Ricky kneeled down ready to be eaten, but Carmen came to his rescue. Carmen rushed towards the turkey jumping on his back and pulling on the feathers behind his neck. The turkey flinched giving Ricky enough time to jump off the table; as Carmen kept pulling on the turkey’s feathers “Get off the turkey Carmen!” Yelled Baka as he, Corny, and Ricky came swinging in a rope, Carmen Jumped off as Corny, Ricky and Baka crashed into the tu
rkey making him break through a window flying out of the barn. Ricky landed on the table while he heard the turkey say “Gobble, gobble!!!” “I think that guy has a major speech issue. I mean for a big mean bird I expected him to say something tougher.” They had a victory laugh.
At the top of the barn King Crow heard the window break and in between the silence that followed he heard the laughter. He climbed down from his swing and said “Marty, Edward, go down there and check what’s going on. If you find anyone, bring them to me.” Pop sighted in dismay, because between those laughs he could hear his grandsons’. “You know these people.” Said King Crow approaching the oven. “They are just kids. They don’t know what they are doing.” “They just took out my turkey. I don’t know if you have noticed, but it’s hard to come by them nowadays.” Pop stood silent, as two other crows came in through the window. “Ha! Finally! It looks like your luck has run out, Pop Cornswab. It’s time to become a beautiful,