User blog comment:Bonjoura/Collaboration Fan Fiction - Book One - Billy the Sniper/@comment-5334494-20120820011408

=Chapter 5: 20 ceramic Bloons on the wall=

My parents were very proud of me, and I had a good sleep, knowing that I had a new sniper rifle.

The next day, I headed out to park path. I saw a few black and white Bloons, and started shooting at them. Amazingly, they popped in one hit. Then I saw some zebras. I popped those. There were 100, but the sniper rifle could shoot so fast, that they didn't get anywhere. For hours, I just practiced with whites and blacks and zebras and leads. Then 4 rainbows came, and when I shot them, they became 8 reds. The reds would've overwhelmed me, but luckily a dart monkey with super sharp shot darts came over and popped the reds. Then pink camos came out, and those were easy. But suddenly, Ceramic Bloons came out, and the dart monkey ran. I did the only thing I could think of, and climbed a tree, and shot the ceramics. They took two hits to pop, and there were twenty of them. But the worst part was the 8 yellows that came out. They began to overwhelm the tack shooters. The monkey engineers were hiding in the destroyers. Then I realized that I had my corrosive glue gun. I shot it from the tree, and It missed. I shot it up from a 45 degree angle. It hit, and splattered. The yellows turned into greens, then pinks, then blues, then reds, then they were gone. I felt so proud of myself. I walked over to the monkey engineers, and they said: For saving us again, you get your sniper a special addition. Your sniper rifle will now be 3-3. It is one of a kind. But you must not lose it, or we may get overwhelmed by Bloons.

I went to my parents, and they were amazed! I saw a ceramic bloon, and instantly popped it.

That night, I went to sleep holding it. I was not letting it get stolen like my other rifle...