This is the story of Sid, who one day woke up to find that he had become a large head. Part 2. Part one can be found on The Land of Rob.


Both Sid and the pig gazzed up to the angry eyes of the wise one. There was silence as the all three stood there wondering what would happen next. The eyes of the wise one seemed to become more angry the longer Sid look at them. There was life in them yet something felt wrong.

It was the pig who made the first sound. He squeald loudly suddenly, his smile gone and began to run aroung in what could only be described as a state of panic. Sid turned himself (nose and all) to his worried little friend. This world was making even less sense now. The pig continued his squealing.

"The wise one, he got to the wise one too!!!" he squeaed. "He stopped the wise one!!! Can't you hear?"

"Hear what," Sid asked.

The pig stopped in his tracks and frowned at him. "The wise one is a clock and the ticking's stopped!!!"

"Well who did it?"

"Bill the happy bunny. He's been out for revenge. I never knew that he could get at the wise one!!!" He began to sob. "Look." He woddled his fat little body around the bad of the wise one. "The battery has been taken."

Sid rolled along to see what this "battery" was. The back of the wise one towering over them was almost plain except for a black box with a large space where this "battery" would normally be.

The pig looked up at Sid. "Now the power of the wise one is gone. It was the only thing that kept an order to the events here. Now in this world anything and everything happens at any time." And as if on que, world war three broke out around them. Within the blizzard of bulliets, explosions, men, missiles, the wise one had dissapeared. "Run!!" the pig shouted as a yellow bomb with a friendly face came falling from the sky.

Through the shell holes and ditches they fled. Well the pig fled, Sid rolled. He was beginning to get the hang of moving, but getting back up was an other story. Suddenly as it had began, the war ended and they were back in the forrest. Everything was back to the way it was again as if nothing had happened. The smell of burning and destruction that was still lurking in Sid's nose was beeing replaced by the warm smell of woodland. He looked around to see where he was. The pig was there again, and had grown his smile back, but the wise one wasn't. Sid thought he should have some more answers. This world seemed to make some sense but there were many mysteries that he wanted answers to.

"So who is this 'Bill the bunny?'" he asked trying to sound calm as though everything was normal.

"Bill the happy bunny. There's a difference." He chuckled merrily. "Bill the bunny is a good friend of mine."

Sid sighed. This was going to be a very confusing time.

That was when the giant sheep flew down and fleeced Sid away in to the air. He fainted at once from the sheer force of that sheep hitting (I'd like to say his head but since he is a head I'll say) him. The last thing he did hear was the distant squealing of his piggy friend somewhere below.