Game of Clones by M.E. Castle

Author:M.E. Castle [Castle, M.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-1-60684-472-4
Publisher: EgmontUSA
Published: 2014-02-11T05:00:00+00:00

Welcome to my class. Drop and do twenty push-ups.

No, I’m just kidding. I like to start with a joke.

Drop and do thirty push-ups.

—Supreme General Glorious Khan Cantrell

“Did you hear everyone talking about the latest Family Feudalism episode?” Alex said as they walked home.

“No,” Fisher said. “I spent most of the day in the principal’s office. And waiting to teach a class that never showed up. And making sure that the Vikings didn’t invent a new blood sport.”

“Dr. X walked off,” said Alex. “After a bomb he put together out of a goat stomach bag and horse manure failed to blow up his brother.”

Fisher really didn’t want to think about the specific workings of the bomb, so he changed the subject quickly.

“Did you ever get to talk to Amanda?”

“Nope,” Alex said. “Didn’t even see her leave. I think it’s safe to say she’s not going to be in a conversing mood anytime soon.”

“I think I have an idea of how to deal with Three,” Fisher said. “He anticipated our search for him. He manipulated us at every turn. We have to flip the script. We have to make him come to us.”

“That could work,” Alex said. They had just reached the Liquid Door. “Can we talk about it over Cheetos? Keeping lunatics in line all day makes me hungry.”

“Welcome home, you two!” said Mrs. Bas as soon as Fisher and Alex walked in the front door. “How was school?”

“Uh … the usual,” Fisher said. “What about you? Good day?”

“Very good,” she said, dusting some kind of nutrient powder from her lab gloves. “I got us a new TV for the living room. Why don’t you sit down and relax?” Fisher and Alex exchanged a look, wide eyed. Their mom never suggested they watch TV. As if sensing what they were thinking, she laughed. “With all the craziness of the past few days, I think we could all use a little downtime.”

“Couldn’t agree more,” Alex said, flopping onto the couch.

Fisher sat next to him in front of the gleaming new flat screen. “Did Mom really just suggest that we watch TV … because it would be good for us?” he said, after Mrs. Bas had gone into the kitchen.

Alex shrugged. “Don’t jinx it.”

“I hope you two had a marvelous day!” Mrs. Bas said from the kitchen.

Fisher mouthed, Marvelous? to Alex. Alex shook his head.

“Maybe she still feels bad about her fight with Dad?” he suggested.

“Maybe …,” Fisher said. “But that was days ago.” He couldn’t shake a weird feeling that his mother was keeping a secret, or trying to hide something.

Alex turned on the TV with a remote control that looked like it could direct space station docking operations. A lot of channels had “technical difficulties” messages up, but plenty were still going.

“There is one conclusion I think we can come to about this whole phenomenon,” Alex said, flicking between stations that worked and ones that didn’t. “We aren’t the only ones unaffected. Ms. Snapper seems normal, and some of the students do, too.

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