Heather Nuhfer - The Angry Birds Movie 2: The Junior Novel

I t was another beautiful day on Bird Island. The sun was shining. The birds were going about their business, and Red was doing what he did best: keeping the whole island safe.

Red was the hero of Bird Island, and he intended on keeping it that way. As he performed his daily patrol at the beach, he stared through some binoculars toward Piggy Island. He and his friends were watchingand waiting for the pigs to attack.

Anything from Piggy Island? Red asked.

Nope. Nothing, Bomb replied.

South?

Chuck, who hadnt quite gotten the hang of his compass points, emerged out of a lump of sand, binoculars at the ready. Nope. Nothin.

They werent the only ones on the lookout, though. A nearby hatchling spotted something in the sky.

Whats that? they asked as they pointed at a round object that was zipping closer and closer to the beach.

Red gasped as he looked through the binoculars. Oh no! Duck! he warned them.

All the birds on the beach did just thatexcept for one. A cream pie soared through the air and made a loud SPLAT! as it hit a duck square in the face.

Quickly, Red looked through his binoculars toward Piggy Island. There he saw exactly what he suspected: a bunch of pigs. Next to a pie cannon. Celebrating. The pigs had launched the pie that had smacked the poor duck right in the bill!

Seething with anger, Red made a vow.

Those pigs... , he started.

Are gonna pay... , Chuck added fiercely, joining him.

They looked expectantly at Bomb, who they hoped would finish their sentence.

For our lunches... , Bomb guessed.

Red gave Bomb an odd look but decided to try to save the moment.

Uh, because of our hunger to give them... , Red continued.

A taste of their own... , Chuck joined in again.

Quesadilla! Bomb said joyfully. Then he looked at his friends, who didnt seem as happy. He knew he hadnt said the right thing. This game is hard.

Red knew what he had to do! Get revenge on Piggy Island, and quick!

Red, Bomb, and Chuck went into town, where Red admired a mural of himself. Alex, the painter, had done a great job of making Red look very heroic, just the way he looked on the day he had saved Bird Island from being invaded by the pigs. As he walked through town, Red was bombarded with affection from his fellow birds, who were very thankful for all of Reds help and leadership.

We love you! one bird called out.

Thanks for everything! another said as they passed by.

Red stood tall. He was proud of himself for doing so much good for his town.

Red stepped into the front of the slingshot line. Sorry, guys, taking over the blue line. Official business, he explained.

The other birds in line understood. They were happy Red was taking care of them.

Hey, Red! Alex shouted out to him. Isnt it funny how nobody liked you until you saved Bird Island, but now we all love you?

Red grimaced. It was trueup until he had saved the birds eggs from going into one giant omelet for Leonard Mudbeard, the leader of the pigs, he had just been the local grouch. He didnt like being reminded of it, though. Yes, thanks for bringing that up, he replied sarcastically.

Red, Chuck, and Bomb loaded a large bottle of hot sauce into the slingshot and pulled the slingshot strap back as hard as they could.

Okay, ready? Red asked. Three... , he began the countdown.

Two... , Chuck continued.

Two! Bomb said enthusiastically.

No, Bomb, you say one, Red instructed him.

Bombs eyes lit up. Oh! Right! he remembered. One!

The trio let go of the strap, sending the hot sauce flying through the air and across the ocean toward their target: Piggy Island.

Over on Piggy Island things were peaceful in a very piggy way. There was a lot of noise and clutter. Just the way they liked it! Some of the pigs were enjoying a large, pig-size meal at the Piggy Island restaurant. One pig in particular believed his meal could use a little more flavor.

Yoo-hoo! Hot sauce, please! he called out to the waiter.

THUMP!

Things got a lot spicier when the hot sauce bottle from Bird Island hit the pig right in the gut!

A bird versus pig prank war had begun!

When a group of hatchlings celebrated at a party, one hatchling happily collected a balloon from a bird clown, but things didnt go as planned.

Ooo! The red one! The red one! Ha ha! Balloonie!

Red shuddered. The bird clowns troubles reminded him of the day he was forced to be the bird clown. His cake delivery had resulted in an almighty bust-up with the young hatchlings parents, causing them to press charges.

From across the ocean, the pigs focused a giant magnifying glass onto the balloons the hatchlings were so excited about. A beam of hot, intense light caused the balloons to burst!

POP! POP! POP!

The hatchlings saw that their beloved balloons had popped. They began to cry. Loudly. Then the ray of light glided over the balloons the bird clown was holding.

POP! POP! POP!

The bird clown started crying, too.

Red could feel his blood boiling. He was going to teach those pigs a lesson. Atop a diving board, he stood on Chucks shoulders. Chuck was standing on Bombs shoulders.

You mess with the hatchlings... , Red said as he fastened on his swim goggles, you get the cannonball!

Ready, Terence? Bomb asked. Bomb was standing on Terences shoulders. Terence growled. He was ready.

With much of Bird Island watching and cheering them on, the four birds jumped into the ocean with a giant SPLOSH. Their impactmostly Terenceson the water caused a giant wave to form. The wave rolled across the ocean toward Piggy Island and smacked into it, soaking everything and everyone!

The birds were able to relax again. Many returned to playing and sunbathing as they normally would... until several big shadows blocked the sun. It was Leonard in a piggy blimp! Leonard laughed as he looked down on Bird Beach.

This might pinch a little! he shouted down at them.

On cue, the piggy crew dumped basket upon basket of giant crabs onto the beach from the safety of their blimps. Birds ran in terror as the clawed crustaceans crawled on the sand!

The blimps turned around. They had completed their mission.

Catch ya later, you stupid birds! Leonard yelled as the blimp turned around, heading victoriously back to Piggy Island.

Later that day, Leonard continued to gleefully watch the havoc the crabs caused on Bird Island through a telescope, from the comfort of his castle. While he laughed away, he felt a frantic tapping on his shoulder. One of Leonards assistants was trying to get his attention and was pointing in the opposite direction of Bird Island. Curious, Leonard turned his telescope in the direction his assistant was pointing.

Thats not coming from Bird Island, Leonard said.

Leonard could see something flying in the air. Something coming toward Piggy Island. It looked like a chunk of ice but had a round shape to it. Quickly it hurtled into Piggy Island Beach, causing an explosion of sand... and ice! Instantly, everything surrounding the impact zone was frozen solid.

What the heck is that? And where did it come from? Leonard looked on, horrified.

Frantically searching through his telescope lens, Leonards gaze rested on something in the distance that he had never seen before: a mysterious, icy island in the distance. A volcano belching a large plume of steam sat atop it.