13 by The Jetsons #13 (Gold Key 1965)

Author:The Jetsons #13 (Gold Key 1965)
Format: epub

WM. SNICKER!)... CANOLELIGHT ON A SALARY OF ONE THOUSAND A WEEK— HA-HA-HAL WO LIGHTS! I'M TAKING YOU TWO OW7TO DINNER BEFORE YOU DRAG OUT THOSE CANOLES AGAIN CANMOLES AGAIN! (GRIPE!) I COULD HAVE EATEN AT HOME BY CANDLELIGHT FOR FREES a BUT HERE , GEORGE, | CANDLES SEEM SO ALL RIGHT, GIRLS. ON WITH THE LIGHTS. AND RID OF THAT OLD. FASHIONED HA, HA! GET ‘STOVE!

“I'm worried about Junior!” said Goonda to her husband, J, Evil Scientist. ‘I think there's something wrong with him’ "Good!" cackled J, Evil. “But what's so terrible about that?"’ “Well,”’ replied Goonda, “he just sits and sulks In his room. He hasn't so much as pulled a chair out from under me all day!" “Egadl'' exclaimed J. Evil. “There's something really wrong! I'll go and see!’ So he went to Junior's room where his son sat sulking amongst the cobwebs. “What's wrong, son?” asked J. Evil. “Aw, I'm tired of all these worn-out old playthings,"’ whined Junior as he thew a toy battering-ram at his father, “Hah, missed me!"’ laughed J. Evil. “Now 1 know there's something wrong with you."’ “Why can't | get some new toys?” asked Junior, ‘'My guillotine doesn’t even work and Mom just snaps those leg-irons apart when I put them on her!” “Well,”’ replied J. Evil, “I can't afford to buy any new toys, and besides, Ye Olde Toy Shoppe, where | bought those, has been out of business for three hundred years!" Junior gazed out of the window gloomily as his father left. Then he saw some boys playing in a nearby field and got an idea. Why couldn't he trade one of his old toys for one of theirs? So he grabbed an old battle-axe and ran off to the field. The first boy he met was flying a kite. ‘Would you like to trade your’ toy for mine?” asked Junior. The boy's eyes lit up when he saw the axe. “You bet!'’ he cried happily. So the deal was made and Junior ran off to show his new toy to his father. “Look what | traded an old battle-axe for!’’ he cried with glee. J, Evil looked at it dubiously. "What does it do?” he asked. ~ “You fly it!" replied Junior. “Huh, is that all?’ J. Evil snorted. ‘Isn't it bad for something? You know everything we have around here must be bad!’’ “Well, uh, | don’t know, Pop," said Junior as he ran across the field trailing the kite. “Maybe some birds will get caught in the string!"’ But no birds did. “Bah!” said J. Evil. “All that thing does is fly around the sky gracefully. That's repulsive! | can't let you keep a thing like that! Your mother would disown us.” Then Junior noticed a thunderstorm coming up. ‘Would you like to try flying the kite, Pop?" he asked. “A\l right," J. Evil grumbled, “but | don’t think it’s going to change my mind! This thing's no good — | mean bad!’’ He took

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