You Can’t Be Safe From Smiley Faces

North Dublin National School Project, Ballymun Road, 6th Class, 10th September 2013 
Kevin checked his phone.  He had received a mysterious text message. 

It all went wrong when he found out it was from Hangus the undead monkey.

It read, “I know where you live, you are no longer safe.  If you want to save your town, stop me.  P.S. Here are some smiley faces... ☺ ☺ ☺ ☺”

Smiley faces were Kevin’s greatest fear. When he saw one he was terrified.

Kevin dropped his iPhone in terror and the screen cracked. 

Being such a cool koala bear, he flipped off the tree and landed on top of Jeremy, his best friend and the finest sailor in all of Timbuktu.

“You were in the way!  But thanks for the soft landing,” Kevin said, feeling a little guilty.  
Jeremy was in a coma and the only cure was undead monkey brain juice. 

Everyone knows undead monkey brain juice can cure a coma. The only undead monkey around was Hangus.

Kevin’s phone started to beep. His agency had sent him a message saying: “Report to HQ immediately! Hangus is on the loose.”

Just then a secret, unmarked car from HQ pulled up...