1. By Laura Taylor
Rubbished Ever After
Once upon a rubbish bin on a cold winters night lived Mr Creepist in his house. Mr
Creepist was dumb as a doorknob, fat as a pig and drunk more coffee than
imaginable. He feeds off old coffee that’s thrown into his house everyday and spends
most of his time trying to impress Miss Spud, his pretty, buggy girlfriend.
Mr Creepist lives in Rubbish Place, Creepington in a red rubbish bin on the side of the
road, his rubbish bin is very small but has three rooms the kitchen (food scraps), shed
(recycling bin) and the bedroom (materials bin). Even though his house is very empty,
clean and small it is still home to Mr Creepist, and he’d rather stay there than live
anywhere else.
One rubbish morning Mr Creepist awoke to a large truck pulling its breaks loudly, he
jumped out of bed grabbed a coffee from the kitchen and drank it peacefully while
watching TV in his bed. The morning was still young not word had been said not a
voice was heard but the loud truck that woke Mr Creepist. After he had finished
drinking his coffee and finished watching Good Morning Creepington on TV he
wondered what the truck was doing that early in the morning so....
Mr Creepist stormed outside of his bin to get a peak of what the truck was doing, but
he couldn’t help notice that Miss Spud was across the road waving. Mr Creepist
stopped and starred into her eyes deeply, his eye brow flung to his forehead, his eye
balls flew out of his eye sockets and he did a bit of twinkle dance. Miss Spud was Mr
Creepist’s girlfriend, they were madly in love, one a bit more than the other though.
Mr Creepist was always trying to impress Miss Spud, that morning he had payed the
hobo down the road to throw a cup of coffee so he could catch it and give it to Miss
Spud. But Mr Creepist slipped over a slippery banana peal while jumping up into the
air. Miss Spud was not impressed. As he twinkle danced on his tips of his toes Miss
Spuds eye brow lowered as she got just a little Creepingtoned out, she turned around
and walked back home. Mr Creepist slowly dropped his head to the dirty ground, he
looked at the banana peal in disgust. He then turned around and hopped back into his
bin, but out the corner of his eye he noticed a large piece of paper....
He retraced his footsteps and looked up at the paper it read ‘Rubbish Bin Removal
Association’ Mr Creepists mouth dropped to the ground, his house was getting
removed and all of his life is in that bin. Mr Creepists eyes watered, he swore to
himself that he wasn’t crying but deep inside he knew he really was. Mr Creepist knew
that moment that he had to find another rubbish bin fast just like his old one!
That day he set of on a journey in the city to find another rubbish bin that is the same
a his. As he came up to the first rubbish bin, he dropped his head, it wasn’t like his old
one at all not even a little bit. In the end he walked in and had a look. He hopped in the
bin it was kind of girly and very big, suddenly out of know where Miss Spud comes
out “Hello Creepist, can I help you with anything” asked Miss Spud a little shocked of
his appearance. Mr Creepist’s eyes popped out of his head and did another twinkle
dance on the tip of his toes, “Well well well I’m having a loooooook at this bin wanting
to maybe live in it, what what are you doing here my dear” Mr Creepist stumbled as

2. he gazed into her eyes. Miss Spud gave a big smile and said “Well I live her dear this is
my house” Mr Creepist came back to reality from his day dream about Miss Spud and
without a word he ran out of the bin as soon as Miss Spud could say wait. Mr Creepist
was so embarrassed by trying to live in Miss Spuds house, so he ran out of the bin
and down the road to the next house.
He came across another bin, it was very very small with absolutely no rubbish in it, he
was not impressed at all. But he went and had a look in the not so dumpy bin, as he
walked through the small bin there were no rooms just an empty bin, Mr Creepist
imagined having no coffee to drink everyday and starved to death. As Mr Creepist
realised that this bin was not for him he went to the next bin.
He walked for miles until he came across a large red bin full to the brim, he thought
to himself this is more like it. He walked inside the wonder bin and saw a lady and man
watching TV, he knocked on the door and the man and lady said “Come in stranger.”
“UMMMM, I’m looking for a bin to live in is it possible that you could half this
magnificent bin with me and we could have half each.” The man said “Sure thing we
would love having some company as all we have are the children”, suddenly the can
door slammed open 10 children came out screaming, laughing, jumping, yelling,
hitting and kicking. Mr Creepist looked at these ten children breaking all the coffee
cups and being very naughty and without a doubt said to the man and lady “I’ll won’t
be needing this bin after all.”
After the rubbish bin full of children, Mr Creepist went to many more bins to find a
home but they all were not for him. Some were too big, small, round, empty, full,
dirty, clean, roomy, girly and lived in. In the end he walked back to his old bin and
hoped for miracle that the paper will vanish and he could have his bin back. As he lay
in his bed that night he thought about the possibilities of having no home and living
out on the road. Mr Creepist also thought that he may have to live with those ten
children but he’d rather live on the road.
The next morning Mr Creepist left his bin to check the paper if it was still there. As he
walked closer to the front of the bin Mr Creepist caught a glimps of Miss Spud out
the corner of his eye, she was running towards him. Again Mr Creepist’s eyes popped
straight out of his head and he started a twinkle dance, “Hello Mr Creepist, I thought
about what you said yesterday about finding a house” said Miss Spud with a twinkle in
her eye. “ You Yo You Remembered” stumbled Mr Creepist, “Of course I
remembered , I thought we could” replied Miss Spud. Mr Creepist smiled and said
“We We We could do what?” “Move in with each other in the mayors bin down the
road, it is empty” Miss Spud smiled. Mr Creepist opened his mouth as wide as
possible and yelled “YES” Suddenly Mr Creepist rapped his arms all around her and
gave her a big kiss.
In the end Mr Creepist and Miss Spud moved in with each other in the Mayors bin.
They lived a long happy life and eventually got bin-married and had many little rubbish
children just like them. And they lived happily rubbish after. THE END!!!