Willoughby is a pig. He is no ordinary pig -you know, the kind that you see in the grocery store, or in an animated movie. Willoughby is an exceptional pig.
All throughout school Willoughby's teachers would say, "Why don't you apply yourself, you have so much potential!" Willoughby would say to himself, "Why don't you get out of my way, it will reduce your chance of being trampled."
"Potential," Willoughby thought. "Is the difference in pressure in a system. Hmmm...that gives me an idea."
Many years later, the name Willoughby was said in fear. He had never hurt anyone but he had invented a doomsday machine. "Achieve your potential! Convert your matter directly to energy! Smile!" read the large logos on the boxes that Willoughby would leave laying about. "Just push the button!" read the label that was just below a shiny friendly button. No one had ever pushed one as the Willoughby task force collected and stored the machines as fast as they could be manufactured.
Willoughby was getting frustrated. Not one of his quantum devices had been activated. The universe had not been reduced to a flash of light, not even once. Back to the drawing board. Visions of self-pushing buttons danced through his head.
Things do not always work out as planned. Willoughby (who always read before bed) picked up "Death on the Nile" by Agatha Christie. He was hooked. After finishing one Agatha Christie book, he would pick up another, then another. Instead of building a self-pushing button, Willoughby was chain-reading mystery books. Suddenly the idea struck him. He had to deactivate all of the hundreds of doomsday machines that he had built. To do this he needed the help from the wind, the light, and stealth personified: Earl Gray - Ninja at large.
End part 1. Stay tuned for part two.
