Bird and Kip were at the beach.
"It's a nice day today," Bird said.
"There are no clouds in the—"
Boomph!
A big ball crashed nearby.
Sand flew everywhere.
"Whoa!" Kip said.
A woman ran over.
She grabbed the ball.
Pow! She hit it.
The ball flew over a net.
A man dived.
He missed the ball.
The woman yelled, "Score!"
"What game is that?" Bird asked.
Kip shrugged. "I don't know.
But it looks fun."
They watched the game for a while.
"I have an idea," Kip said.
Bird giggled. "Will you invent a game?"
"No," Kip said.
"We will invent a game."
"I might have a ball," Kip said.
He went in his den.
He looked all over.
Kip found lots of things.
But he didn't find a ball.
Kip sighed.
"We can't invent a game."