The Adventures of Mocha - Season 3

Chapter 1

          Tiger the cat was snoozing in front of Ava’s house, deep asleep. Suddenly, a loud ‘WHOOSH!’ sounded, startling him awake. In the distance, the orange cat could make out a rocket speeding into the sky.

          ‘Oh no,’ he thought. ‘Please don’t say that Mocha actually flew out in that rocket!’

Chapter 2

          Unfortunately, Tiger’s fear came true. Far away in the rocket, Mocha was zooming into space. “Yippee!” she meowed, excitedly. “This is such fun! Tiger was wrong – it’s not dangerous at all.”

          Earlier that morning, she had been longing to fly into space in a rocket she had built. It wasn’t exactly a rocket, just a huge trash can and soda cans for boosters, but who cared? She had eagerly yapped her plans to Tiger, but doubt crossed his face as he listened. The two had become significantly closer ever since Mocha The Movie.

“It’s too dangerous!” Tiger had protested. “And besides, you don’t know how to fly a rocket! You don’t even know if it’ll fly! Whoever heard of a rocket made out of a rubbish bin and soda cans?”

          “If I never try, I never know,” Mocha had argued back. “I would love to see all the wonders in space!”

          “Mocha, listen to me! It’s very dangerous to go out there. Please don’t go!” Tiger pleaded, worry ceasing his heart at the thought of his young friend exploring space.

          “No! I’m going!” said Mocha, obstinately. Tiger shook his furry head and walked off in a huff. Mocha stared after him, frowning. “I don’t want to upset Tiger, but I really want to go!” she thought. “Well, why can’t I go? Tiger wouldn’t know!”

          Now, Mocha was whizzing off into space, finding adventures and happiness. And maybe even a new friend…

Chapter 3

          Anyway, let’s come back to the present. Tiger stared up at the rocket in dismay. It didn’t occur to him that Mocha really would go out of space! But maybe it wasn’t Mocha going. Maybe it was some other cat! This thought lightened Tiger’s heart a little, but he still felt rather uneasy, because how often do you see a rocket dashing into space?

Just to be safe, he decided to give Mocha a call. Mocha looked at her phone in surprise and picked it up with her paws.

          “Mocha?” asked Tiger. “Where are you?”

          “Umm…I-I’m having my dinner!” Mocha stammered nervously, who was caught off guard.

          “Are you sure you’re not up in space?” Tiger asked suspiciously.

          “Of course not!” replied Mocha, her meow two octaves higher than usual. “Bye!”

          “Mocha, wait!” Tiger meowed. But it was too late. Mocha had hung up.

          Tiger was now very sure that Mocha had gone to space. “What should I do?” he thought. “I can’t take a rocket because I don’t know how to drive one. I can’t fly either, and I can’t just build something! I’ll just have to wait for Mocha at the launchpad.”

          And so, he quickly ran there as fast as he could, to wait for Mocha the cat.

Chapter 4

          Meanwhile, Mocha was still flying in the rocket. Her heart thumped so loudly that she wondered if Tiger could hear it from Earth! The sight of a bright red sphere distracted her thoughts. “Yay!” she exclaimed, recognising the planet as Mars. “I’m here at last!”

          She clambered out of the rocket and bounced on Mars. “Wow!” she said. “Mars is so red! So many volcanoes!”

Chapter 5

          As Mocha happily wandered around Mars, gaping and sniffing, the ground suddenly began to shake. Mocha was thrown off balance, but quickly recovered and ran around in circles, trying to find a safe hiding spot.

After what seemed like an eternity, the ground ceased its shaking. Mocha shakily heaved a sigh of relief.

          A mighty CRASH! thundered, almost causing Mocha to jump out of her skin with fright. The ground gave way, leaving a gigantic hole in the middle. Mocha stared.

Something started to rise into view.

They were the strangest creatures Mocha had ever seen. Each of them sported 3 eyes and four antennas. Their bodies were all kinds of shapes and sizes and colours.

          Mocha let out a yowl. The creatures started and gawked at her in surprise, wondering what this weird screaming thing was. One of them poked Mocha, but quickly retracted its hand after a ferocious bite from her. Then, the creatures started gabbling among themselves in a language that Mocha had never heard of before.

          “What are you?” Mocha asked in a fearful voice.

          “We are the beings who roam this beautiful planet,” said one of the ‘beings’ in a slow and deep voice. Its English was hesitant, like it was foreign to it.

          “But this is just Mars!” Mocha replied.

          “This planet that you call Mars is the king of all the other weird planets in the whole entire universe!” exclaimed the being in a superior voice. “There is no other planet like this.”

          “There is Earth!” cried Mocha furiously. “Earth is the most beautiful planet! It has rivers, mountains, lakes and oceans! I even come from there!”

          “All right, all right, keep your hair on!” said one of the beings. “We are the Mesomotatic tribe of Mars!”

          “The Mesomotatic tribe?” asked Mocha, puzzled. “What’s that?”

          “The Mesomotatic tribe is a tribe which is hundreds of thousands of years old!” explained the alien. “Would you like to see our people?”

          “Sure, but where are they? I don’t see any homes!” said Mocha looking around.

          The aliens laughed. “We live underground!” they said. “Come on, let’s go!”

          “W-wait!” stuttered Mocha. “I’m not ready!”

          But they didn’t listen to her. They led her to the middle of the circle they were standing on and one of the aliens pressed an invisible button.

Chapter 6

          They shot down, going as fast as lightning. “My tummy!” screamed Mocha. “It’s going up to my throat!”

          “You’ll get used to it!” shouted back an alien, who was called Marso.

          Down, down they went, passing beautiful and flashing bright lights on the way. Mocha gazed at them in delight, quite forgetting her sick feeling for a while. It was pitch black in there, so the lights were nice to see.

          “What are those?” she asked in wonder.

          “Firelights,” replied Marso. “They glow in the dark and are very shy.”

          After a few minutes, the journey came to an end. One of the aliens switched on the light. Mocha gasped. She looked around her in awe. The roundest windows she had ever seen were attached to the walls with hundreds of gigantic doors all around. She saw so many aliens that it would take ages to mention all of their names.

          “Welcome to our underground world!” chorused all the aliens.

Chapter 7

          One of the aliens held out a friendly hand to Mocha. Mocha tapped it with her paw. The aliens seemed amazed. “What is that?” they asked Marso, puzzled. “This thing is called a cat,” he replied with a smile. Then he started speaking in a language that Mocha didn’t understand, so she observed her surroundings instead.

          For the next few hours, the aliens showed the admiring cat around, doting on the cute cat quickly. Mocha enjoyed the attention very much, but she suddenly she felt homesick as she remembered Earth and Tiger. She wondered how she was to bring up the subject of leaving without hurting the aliens.

          Over lunch, Marso caught her sad look and guessed at once what she wanted. “You want to go back to Earth, don’t you?” he asked. Mocha nodded her little head. “Yes, I do. But I would feel very sad about leaving all of you.”

          “Why don’t we fly you back to Earth?” he suggested, bringing about a supportive cheer from the other aliens.

          Mocha brightened immediately. “Would you really?” she asked, touched, but then a worry crossed her mind. “What about the rocket I came in?”

          “We can tow it behind!” Marso replied.

          “Alright, then it’s settled!” Mocha said happily. “Let’s go now!”

Chapter 8

          Mocha packed up all of her things and got into the aliens’ spaceship. It had blinking lights and looked very sleek and white all around. Can you guess what it was?

          A flying saucer, of course!

          Mocha stared at it in wonder. She had never seen anything like it before, except in movies. “Get in!” said one of the other aliens called Mayso. A light beamed onto the ground, gently pulling the cat up into the ship. As soon as everyone was ready, they whizzed away at top speed to Earth.

          Mocha looked out of the window and silently waved goodbye to Mars and all of the aliens. Her heart ached already, and tears formed in her eyes.

          After a few minutes, Mocha caught sight of Earth. She leaped up. “There it is!” she meowed. Mayso, who was steering, flew down to Earth. As they neared the rocket landing place, Mocha spotted Tiger.

          “Tiger!” she yelled. She waved a paw at him. Tiger looked up in surprise, too surprised to wave back. Mocha gravitated to the ground by the beam and ran to Tiger. She hugged him. “What on earth have you been up to?” he asked, mouth agape. When he caught sight of the aliens, he tried to speak, but no words came out.

Chapter 9

          Tiger struggled to speak for a long moment, but finally managed to stammer out, “W-Who are they?”

          “We are the beings of Mars!” chorused Mayso and Marso.

          “O-Oh, I see,” said Tiger, looking like he was about to faint.

          “They are really nice!” said Mocha.

          “We’ll have to go now, I’m afraid,” said the aliens sadly. Mocha sighed. She was going to miss them very much, and she knew it. The aliens got back into the saucer and waved.

          “Goodbye!” they said. “We’ll come back soon!” Mocha and Tiger waved until they were out of sight.

          After that, they went back home, chattering all the way.