03 The Attack of the Aqua Apes by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“Nooooo!” Glen shouted.

Scott practically knocked the aquarium over as he leaped back. “No way!” he gasped.

Mac was transforming.

He was growing darker. Because the hair all over his body was growing longer and thicker.

His arms started to bulge, getting bigger and stronger. His legs throbbed as they grew, too.

Even the tiny little wings on Mac’s back began to expand—looking more and more like the wings on the monkeys from The Wizard of Oz.

When Mac finally stopped growing, he was bigger than a hamster. Much bigger. Now he was about the size of a rabbit.

“What if he keeps growing?” Glen asked. “What if he grows as big as a real monkey? Or even a gorilla?”

“That’s not going to happen,” Scott said, trying to convince himself as well as Glen. “But I’ll tell you one thing. I sure don’t want him running around loose in my room.”

“I don’t blame you,” Glen replied.

Scott pulled a huge dictionary off his bookshelf and placed it down on top of the aquarium. He slid it over slightly to leave a sliver of space for fresh air to enter. “That should hold him,” he declared,

“Uh-oh,” Glen said.

“What?” Scott shot a frightened glance at Mac.

“Look what time it is!” Glen said. “If I don’t get home right now, my mother will have a fit.” Glen headed for the door.

Scott followed him down the stairs. As they reached the landing, they spotted Kelly. She was twirling around the living room in a poofy pink dress, pretending to be a model or something.

“My mother’s making her a dress for that stupid school dance she’s going to,” Scott whispered to Glen.

That’s all his mother had been talking about lately. Kelly’s first dance. Kelly’s first dance. His mom made a big deal about first anythings, like Scott’s first home run. But that was okay, Scott thought. That was important.

“Like anybody is gonna dance with her,” Glen interrupted his thoughts.

“Yeah, really.”

“I’ll see you later, Mrs. Adams,” Glen called to Scott’s mom as he headed out the door.

“Be careful going home.” She didn’t glance up. She was struggling to pin the bottom of Kelly’s dress while Kelly swished around. “Stay still, Kelly,” she ordered.

Kelly stopped swishing—and started twirling. She twirled her long blond hair into a bun on top of her head. “How do you think I should wear my hair?” she asked. “Like this, Mom? Or like this?” she asked, twirling it into yet another style.

“I think you should wear it down. You have such beautiful hair. It would be a shame not to show it off,” Mom said.

“Oh, puke,” Scott muttered as he headed back through the living room.

“Shut up,” Kelly snapped back. “You immature little twerp!”

Immature. Scott hated it more than anything when Kelly called him immature. She was only a year older than he was. One lousy year. But she was always treating him like she was a grown-up and he was a baby.

“Witch,” he screamed at her.

“Scott,” his mother scolded. “Enough!” She stuck one more pin in Kelly’s dress. “Okay. I’m finished.

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