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El Piggo raced across the desert plains, the Los Fattos were chasing him into The Flu. "Why was this place called Flu?" El Piggo wondered. He had never thought about it until now. His piggy legs were getting tired, the unmerciful sun did not stop shooting him with its hot rays. El Piggo squealed as he tried to stop at the edge of the cliff. El Piggo hastily spun around on his piggy heels. The Los Fattos had stopped, they're hungry bellies growling ferociously. Piggo squealed again as the wolves began to circle him, trying to make the poor pig think that there was no way out.
Piggo knew there was a way out, and he back-flipped off the cliff. El Piggo squealed and squealed and the noise the pig made would be unbearable for you to hear. El Piggo sounded like his wife, La Pigga. But that has nothing to do with the story, so let's move on. Piggo dropped onto a hard, sandy ground. He heard some snorting and some squeals in fright. El Piggo groaned and got back up on his four, now sturdy pig feet. The pig looked around. Flu looked like such a horrible place. There were piglets and pig-mans and pig-octers, and they were all sick with the cold, or something even worse. The ground he had landed on had actually been a dead pig. Piggo, suddenly realizing that, scrambled off the poor pig. El Piggo approached a baby piglet and asked: "Is this The Flu?" The little piglet tried to scramble away, but the action-packed pig was too strong for her. The piglet's eyes grew wide and cute. She began stuttering in her sick-pig voice: "Y-yes, k-kind pig, S-sir. I am Pigletta, Piga for short." The piglett snorted into a white hanker-pig.
"Pigletta, are you sick?"
"S-sick with-th the F-flu, y-you mean?" the piglet cried.
"The Flu? Is that a sickness?!"
"Of-f course it-t is, k-kind pig S-sir."
"I see, and why do you stay here?" the action-packed pig questioned.
"T-to keep it-t from s-spread-ding. And we all d-die here." Piga replied.
"I'm going to take you to a doctor." El Piggo decided.
"Ok-kay. J-just me, right? I don't h-have family h-here."
"And everybody else." Piggo explained.
"S-sick with-th the F-flu, y-you mean?" the piglet cried.
"The Flu? Is that a sickness?!"
"Of-f course it-t is, k-kind pig S-sir."
"I see, and why do you stay here?" the action-packed pig questioned.
"T-to keep it-t from s-spread-ding. And we all d-die here." Piga replied.
"I'm going to take you to a doctor." El Piggo decided.
"Ok-kay. J-just me, right? I don't h-have family h-here."
"And everybody else." Piggo explained.
Spoiler! :
So the action-packed pig ran around with the stuttering piglet to tell everyone to leave with him. They all decided to use the pig-ladder to climb up. This was the ladder that the pig-octors had once used to come down to cure The Flu. El Piggo and his new band of pigs, now called Los Sickos, journeyed to a nearby pig city with lots of farmers and mud, La Vega. The sick pigs grew extremely piggish(that means happy in Pig-Latin(hee hee)) and began to talk to some pigs and began to roll in the mud. El Piggo visited his brother: El Piggiggo and told him about saving the poor, sick pigs. None of the pig-octors could cure the Los Sickos, so El Piggiggo decided to journey with them to De La Vega. El Piggo decided to stay behind and care for the nearly dead Pigletta.
El Piggo did not let anybody near the cute piglet. Whenever anybody tried to tell him: "Piggo, there's nothing a young pig can do to help such a sick piglett, put her out of her misery." Piggo would squeal and squeal. If that pig would not leave, he would be sure to kick them in the pig-belly. He would swiftly raise his pig-leg and make a mark in the pig's pig-belly. Basically, if you told El Piggo to put someone out of their misery, he would put YOU out of your misery. One time, a pig-octor told El Piggo to take his pig-needle and put her into a coma, but Piggo sent that pig out of the pig-hut. That pig-octor had apparently been sick with the Flu himself and somehow flew(Woo hoo! Pigs can fly!!) all the way to the U.S.A. or, Pig States of Pigerica.(Yes, I base this on Chuck Norris.) That's how swine flue started in Pigerica, and Pigexico, and all the other Pig lands.
The End.
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