Rip was just about as troublesome as you can get. He was always picking on his siblings and he never listened to his mother. Rip always stole his sister's snacks and pulled at his brother's tail.
"Rip," said his mother. "You must be nicer to your brother and sister."
"Ok mom." He would always lie. "I'll be nicer, I promise." But he never was.
One day, Rip, his sister Lil and his brother Nose, were playing in Fico tunnel, where they lived.
"Don't go too far into those caves," their mother warned. "You will get lost or hurt." Then the three scampered off.
They wrestled, tugged and even chased, but this soon bored Rip.
"Hey! You guys see that?" Rip suddenly said.
"What?" Nose asked.
"Those red, glowing orbs. They were just there."
They waited in silence for the strange orbs to return. A faint breeze whistled through the tunnels.
"I want mom." Lil said.
"Let's go in further. I want to see the orbs." Rip said. The other two, however, did not.
"Aww you two are just a pile of wet fur! I'm going in!" Rip announced and vanished into the gloom of the cave.