Another short story by Zach
Once there was the far off land of Pop Island. There it rained pop. It snowed cream soda. It hailed orange pop
freezies. And when there was slush on the ground it was root beer
slushies! They washed their cars in coke. They had sprite stands instead of lemonade stands! They had to buy food too, but they didn't have to buy pop.
One morning a family ran out of milk for cereal! They were forced to use root beer instead! The kids were happy... the parents were disgusted! This was not the first issue. People's tongues were sore from all the fizzing! Half of everyone on the island had way to much caffeine to think, blink, wink or get to sleep at all! But this was just the beginning... the real problems were soon to come.
Three months of chaos later, one exhausted island finally had a week of peace and quiet. They were starting to get thirsty when finally, root beer! Wait! That wasn't root beer, it was... beer! The next day it was wine! Then whiskey! This was the last straw for the people of Pop Island... I mean the people of Pop Island who were still sane! They all got in there boats and sailed for there lives, leaving the drunk people behind.
No one knows exactly what happened to Pop Island after that! I just know it was never seen again.