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TheAttackoftheAquaApes
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“Youhavethepowertocreatelife!
”thatwaswhattheadinthebackofthecomicbookclaimed.
“Prettycool,”ScottAdamssaidashestudiedtheadcarefully.
Scottsatontheporchstepsinfrontofhishouse,readingcomicbookswithhisfriends,GlenBrody.
“Checkthisout!
”ScotthandedGlenthead.Itshowedapictureofamadscientist.Hewaspeeringintoagianttankofwaterfullofstrange-lookingcreatures.Creatureswascalledaquaapes.”
“‘Aquaapes?
’”Glenlaughed.“Theylookmorelikelizardstome.”
“Yougrow’em.That’swhat’ssocool.Theycomefrommagiccrystals.See?
Scottpointedtothemagiccrystalsinthemadscientist’shand.
“Oh,right.”Glenrolledhiseyes.“Swimmingmonkeysfrommagiccrystals.Idon’tthinkso.”
“Yea,well,theysayit’sguaranteed.Oryougetyourmoneyback,”Scottsaid.”Theywouldn’tsaythatifitdidn’twork.
“Maybe.”Glendidn’tsoundconvinced.
“Youwanttosendawayforthem?
”Scottasked.
“Noway,”Glenreplied.
“Comeon.Whathavewegottolose?
”
“Threedollarsandninety-fivecents,”Glenanswered.“Pluspostageandhandling.”
ScottknewitwouldbehardtoconvinceGlentospendthemoney—buthehadto.Yousee,almostallthekidsinschoolcouldtellcreepystories—storiesabouttotallyweirdthingsthathappenedtothem.LikebeingchasedbyghostsintheFearStreetCemetery.Orgettingattackedbyhalf-human,half-animalcreaturesintheFearStreetWoods.
ButScottdidn’thaveasinglestorytotell.Notone.Which,whenyouthinkofit,wastheweirdestthingofall.BecauseeveryoneknewthatifyoulivednearFearStreet,scarythingshappenedtoyou.Period.
ButScotthadlivednearFearStreethisentirelife.Andhedidn’thaveasinglecreepystorytotell.
Until--maybenow.IfhecouldjustconvinceGlentosendawayforthemagiccrystals….
“Suchasmallpricetopayfor‘thepowertocreatelife.’?
”Scottrepeatedthead’spromiseinhisbestmadscientistvoice.Hewishedtolookmorelikeamadscientist.Itwashardtobereallyscarywithblondhair,blueeyes,andfreckles.
“Forgetit,”Glendeclared.“Firstofall,I’veneverseenaswimmingmonkey.Noteveninthezoo.Andsecondofall,it’simpossibletogrowalivinganimalfroma‘magiccrystal.’Incasenobodytoldyouthis,youneedamommymonkeyandadaddymonkeytogetababymonkey.”
“They’renotmonkeys!
”Scottprotested.“They’re…”Scottstruggledtocomeupwithananswer.“They’re…somethingelse.”
“Yeah,aquaapes.Aquaapes.”Glenpointedtothewords.“Samethingasswimmingmonkeys.”
“Well,I’mgettingthem,”Scottinsisted,grabbingthecomicbookoutofGlen’shands.
Soget’em,”Glenanswered.Heshovedhiscurlybrownhairoffhisforehead.
“Iwill,”Scottassureshim.“Assoonasyoulendmesomemoney.”
“I’mnotpayingforsomestupidwatermonkeys.You’retheonewhowantsthem.”
“I’mnotaskingyoutopayforthem.Justthepostageandthehandling,”Scottsaid.“AndIwouldn’tevenaskyouforthat.ButyoudideatuphalfofmyallowanceyesterdayattheIceCreamCastle.Remember—yoursundaetocelebratethelastdayofsummervacation?
”
“Okay,okay,”Glensaid.Thenhestuckhisfingersintohismouthandmadegaggingsounds.“I’llgiveitbacktoyou.”
“Youaresogross!
”ScottslidawayfromGlenasfastashecould.ThelasttimeGlenpulledthisstuntherallydidthrowup.“Justforgetit,”Scottsaidmiserably.
“Oh,allright,”Glengroaned.“I’llpayforhalf.”
Glenreachedintohispocketandpulledouthismoney.HecountedoutthreedollarsandshoveditintoScott’shand.“Goahead.Ordertheswimmingmonkeys.Butwhenthemagiccrystalsdon’tcometolife,I’mnotwaitingforthisstupidcompanytosendmymoneyback.You’regonnagiveittome.”
“Fine,”Scottagreed.“Butwhatiftheydocometolife?
”
“ThenI’llbeamonkey’suncle.”Glencrackedhimselfup.”Getit?
”
“Ha,ha,”Scottsaid,notatallamusedbyGlen’slamejoke.“You’llsee.”
Inafewweeks,I’llfinallyhaveacoolstorytotellatschool,Scottthought.Andmaybeevenscary,too.
Scotthadnoideajusthowscaryhisstorywouldbe.
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“No!
”Scottshouted.“No!
”
Scottcouldn’tbelievehisbadluck.Itwasthefirstdayinthreeweeksthathehadn’tbeenhometowaitforthemailman.Andsureenough,thatwasthedayhispackagearrived.
Butthatwasn’tthebadpart.ThebadpartwasthatthemailmanhadjusthandedoverScott’spackagetoScott’soldersister,Kelly.
Kellythoughtshewasthecoolestthingonearth.SheconstantlyremindedScottshewasalmostthirteen.Almostarealteenager.Notababylike—Scott—eventhoughScottwasonlyayearyounger.
ScottandGlenchasedKellyaroundthekitchentable.
“Wecandothistheeasyway,orwecandoitthehardway,”Scottsaid,closinginonKelly.
Heshovedhisopenhandout.“Nowgiveittome.”Butheknewshewouldn’t.Kellyneverdidanythingtheeasyway.
“Howdoyouevenknowthispackageisforyou?
”sheteased.
Scottinchedcloserandcloser.“Becausemynameisonit”hesaidasherippedthepackagefromhergrip.
“Jerk!
”shehuffed,punchinghiminthearm.
Scottignoredher.Hecouldn’twaittoopenthepackage.Theminutethebrownwrappingwasoff,Glenheldoutanopenpalm.
“What?
”Scottsaid,staringdownatit.
“Youmightaswelljustgivememythreebucksbackrightnow,”Glenanswered.“Itoldyouitwasgonnabeatotalrip-off.”
Scotthatedtoadmitit,butGlenwasprobablyright.Theboxdidn’tlookanythingliketheadinthecomicbook.
Therewasnopictureofamadscientist.
Nomagiccrystalsinhishand.Onlylotsofgoofy-lookingcreatures.Withantennaepoppingupfromtheirheads.Andpinkandbluebowstiedtothem.Theyswamaroundinafishbowl,wearingsillygrins.
“Maybetheysentthewrongbox,”Scottsuggested,turningitaroundinhishands.
Kellysnatcheditfromhim.“Ooooh,‘thepowertocreatelife,’?
”Shereadfromthebox.
“Givethatbacktome,”Scottdemanded.
ButKellyjustlaughed.“Youtwosuchlosers.What’sthematter?
Can’tfindanyrealfriendstoplaywithsoyouhavetogrowsome?
”
Thenshetossedtheboxonthetableandstrolledoutofthekitchen.
“Soarewegoingtomakethesethings,orwhat?
”Glenasked,openingbox.
“Iguess.”ScottsatdownatthekitchentableandwatchedGlenslideasmallroundtankfromthebox.
Anotherdisappointment.Thetankwasnowherenearasbigastheonethemadscientistheldinthead.Itwastoosmallforevenagoldfish.Anditwasmadeofplastic.
Theonlycoolthingaboutitwasthatithadalidwithalightyoucouldturnonandoff.Andthebottomofthetanklookedlikethesurfaceofthemoon—withabigcraterinthecenterofit.
Next,Glenpulledoutsomeaquaapefoodandthepackageofmagiccrystals.Itwassmallerthanapackageofsugar.
Thisisgoingtobeatotalfailure,Scottthoughttohimself.Thenheasked,“Howbigaretheapethingssupposedtogetanyway?
”
Glenflippedthroughtheinstructions.“Itsaysthathappy,healthyadultaquaapescangrowtohalfaninchlong.”
“Ahalfaninch?
”Scottmoaned.“Theonesintheadweremonsters”
“Theinstructionssayweneeddistilledwater,”Glensaid,continuingtoread.“Gotany?
”
“No.”Scottanswered.“AndIamnotgoingtospendanymoremoneytobuysomeeither.”
“Thenyouarenottogrowanyaquaapes,”Glenninformedhim.“Becauseitsaysrightherethatyouhavetousedistilledwaster.”
“Ihaveabetteridea,”Scottsaid,suddenlyfeelingmoreenthusiastic.“Let’sgodowntotheFearStreetWoodsandscoopsomewaterfromthelake.”
“Areyoucrazy?
”Glenexclaimed.“Haven’tyouheardaboutthegrossthingsthatliveintheFearLake?
”Iknowaguywhodranksomeofthelakewateronadare—hehadtogointhehospital.Whoknowswhatwe’llgetifweusethatwater?
”
“Exactly!
”Scottsmiledhismadscientistsmile.“Whoknowswhatwe’llget!
”
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ThemomentScottcametotheendofParkDrive,hidheartstartedtobeatalittlefaster.Withjustonestephewouldcrosstheimaginarysafetylineintodangerousterritory—FearStreet.
Eveninthemiddleoftheday,FearStreetwasdarkandscary.Enormousoldtreeslinedbothsidesofthestreet.Andasthesunlighttriedtosneakbetweensomeofthehugebranches,itcaststrangeshadowsonthegroundbelow.Shadowsthatlookedliketheycouldswallowyouup.
OnceyouhavewalkeddownFearStreet,Scottthought,youknowallthecreepystoriesyou’veheardaboutitaretrue.
“Theadventureisabouttobegin!
”ScottannouncedtoGlen.HetookadeepbreathandstartedtowardtheFearStreetWoods.TheywerecreepierthanFearStreet.Scarier,too.
Thetreesinthewoodsgrewthickandgnarled—withblacktwistedbranchesthatseemedtoreachout.Reachouttostruggleyou.
Glenhesitated.
“Well,areyoucoming,orwhat?
”
“Thisisareallystupididea,”Glenreplied.
“Itisnot.You’rejustchicken,”Scotttaunted.ThenhestartedflappinghisarmsandsquawkingatGlen.“Bawk,bawk,bawk!
”
“Iamnotachicken,”Gleninsisted.
“Thencomeon.”
“There.”Glensteppedintothewoods.“Areyouhappynow?
”
“Thisway.”Scottpointedtothepathahead.ThepaththatleddirectlytoFearLake.“We’dbetterhurry.Thesewoodsgetrealdark,realearly.”
Astheyfollowedthetrail,Scottnoticedhowquietthewoodswere.Hecouldn’thearanybirdschirpingorbugshumming.Oranysoundoflifeatall.Creepy.Reallycreepy.
Scottkepthiseyesgluedtothetrail.Hehadtomakesuretheystayedontherightpath.NowaywashegettinglostintheFearStreetWoods.
“Canwehurryitup?
”Glenasked.HefollowedScottsocloselythathesteppedonthebackofoneofhissneakers.
“Doyouhavetowalkontopofme?
”Scottcomplained,yankinghissneakerbackup.“Thela
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