A new book

In the not-so-near future, at Chitter City, a 18 year-old boy named Timmy lived in the suburbs of the city. Yet Timmy was not like any other kid you know. He had ADHD, was paralyzed, and never heard of a place called school. And, his grandfather, Clockenspiel, was half-man, half-robot. But today, Clockenspiel acted differently. He was twitching way too much, his voice sputtered, and he sometimes would completely zone out.

This went on for a month. The entirety of Timmy’s family was worried. Timmy decided enough was enough. He was going to fix his grandfather, but not in the way you expect. He needed to find someone who could fix him. One man. Lord Clocksmith. He was a good friend of his grandfather, but sadly, after his wife’s death, he has gone into a great depression. He was evil.

But, no matter what, Timmy wanted to find him. So in the middle of the night, he snuck out. He ventured, and ventured, until he was in a dusty, badlands, to where there was a gate. But the gate had a very big lock, and he must find the key. Then came 2 little robots. They were connected through magnets, and then detached. One of them said in a stuttery, robot voice,

“Hey hey hey, we are pr-pretty l-l-l-lost t-too. Do y-you know a w-w-way ou-out?”

Timmy responded with a loud “NO,” and quickly started speaking again saying “I AM HERE TO FIND LORD CLOCKSMITH.”

The robot replied with “Oh. W-well we kn-know how to f-f-f-f-find him.” He also said “H-hey I’m G-9. And this is B-B-Buzterr.Buzterr looked like a dragonfly, and G-9 looked like and said "We are Ch-Chitter Bots.”

Timmy responded with “Oh, well I’m Timmy.”

After a little while of chatting G-9, Buzterr, and Timmy decide to find Lord Clocksmith.

“We must enter the St-st-s-st-Steampunk S-Sky.” said G-9 Timmy asked “Steampunk Sky, what’s that?” Buzterr identified “ The dimension if the wind, where Wind Whistler Tribe protects The Klok”
“The Klok?” Timmy asked. “Yes. The Klok, they key to the Rewind Gate, The Gate of Clocksmith.” Buzterr addressed

“So basically the key to the lock which is on that big gate.” Timmy said.
G-9, hurriedly said “Alri-i-ight. It's time to go with the flow.” G-9 speaks in a native language that is un-understandable. Then a weird star-shaped cloud came, made a tornado, and the next thing, the group was at the Steampunk Sky.

“This place is beautiful,” said Timmy.

“Or so you thi-th-think.” said G-9.

Out came the Wind Whistlers. They had flutes that stunned you when you heard their song. G-9 gave me a sword, which was a clock hand, and then we were ready to fight. Buzterr’s tail turned into a vacuum, where it would suck enemies and turn them into gears, and G-9 pulled out his ax-hands. The Whistlers all charged at once while playing the flute. The thing is, you can’t get the song into your head. You have to try to think of something else while the song is playing. But, I fell for it.

The song got in my head. I fell unconscious, and didn’t feel well. G-9 helped me up, and then he was flying, with Buzterr. Then, the next thing I knew, I was at a camp. It was a scraggly looking camp, but we went to fight the Wind Whistlers again, and this time, things were different. I was determined to win. We fought. It was a hard fought battle, thinking about different things and not the song. Then, it hit me. They were playing a song my father made, before he died. But I tried not to sing along in my head, and kept fighting, until I hit one of them. They disappeared into ashes, and that’s what got me started. Me, G-9 and Buzterr all charged at once, until no one was left. The only thing that was there was The Klok. We took the Klok and tried to get back to the normal world. The wind took us back to our home, but we were in the city of Chitter City, a place I’m not familiar with.

But remember, G-9 and Buzterr are Chitter Bots. Eventually, we got out and made it to the Rewind Gate. G-9 put The Klok in and it opened the gate. Then, when the gate opened, there were 250 thousand Clocksmith guards waiting for us. I remembered the Wind Whistlers, and how the fight went. I remembered how hard the challenge was. I thought of how it was like, and how I defeated them. So, me and my crew did the exact same thing. We fought, and won. But the job wasn’t finished yet. We didn’t find Lord Clocksmith. But just as we said that, he appeared.

He said “Huh,” “I guess there is someone out there that can defeat my army.” Then, sudden winds happened. Someone came out on our side. He had the worst timing. “Gramps!” Timmy yelled in an excited but mad manner. Sergeant Clockenspiel said “Smith… what happened.” And Lord Clocksmith responded with “Everything.” “What happened, you were good but now bad.”

Smith, Clocksmith’s original name, snarled and ranted toward grandfather. Gramps charged at him, too. But it stopped, because Timmy drove into the crash. Smith lost his mind, and Gramps was in good condition. Smith started blabbing out gibberish, until he came to a complete stop.

His mind came to a complete stop and he said, “What.. What happened?”

G-9 said “You started a complex league of soldiers which you used for bad.” He said “And Enspiel, what happened to you?” Gramps replied with “Your troops banished me, hit me with whips and tortured me”

“I’ll fix you right up.” said Timmy

Timmy was happy. He returned to Chitter City standing up, then flew across the city. And Gramps was all great too. Both of them are now very active.

That’s the tale that me and Buzterr find extraordinary. I am G-9, and that is the tale of The Steampunk Sky

THE END