Rescue on Crocodile Isle by Michael Teitelbaum

Author:Michael Teitelbaum [Teitelbaum, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Media Tie-In, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Gaming, Juvenile Fiction
ISBN: 9780816742707
Google: AY1-PQAACAAJ
Amazon: 0816742707
Publisher: Troll Communications Llc
Published: 1997-02-15T06:00:00+00:00

Five

“Run!” shouted Diddy. He hoped this would buy them some time to come up with a plan. Dixie kept up with Diddy who ran at top speed. Kruncha and the other Kremlings gave chase. Cranky moved as quickly as he could. But he lagged behind the two younger monkeys.

“Come on, Cranky, hurry,” called Diddy as the older Kong struggled to keep up.

“I never agreed to run!” complained Cranky He was huffing and puffing as he pushed himself along.”That was never part of the plan!”

Diddy and Dixie turned onto Krazy Kremland's main midway Booths were set up along both sides of the long alley A few minutes later, Cranky showed up. “I can't run anymore. I have to rest. You two go on without me.”

“Don't be silly Cranky,” said Dixie. “We're not going to leave you.” Then Dixie heard the Kremlings approaching. “We've got to do something. They're almost here.”

“In there,” said Diddy He pointed to one of the game booths. The Kongs scrambled over the front ledge of the booth. Then they ducked down, out of sight. Along the back wall of the booth was a series of large plastic monkey heads with huge open mouths. On the ledge above the Kongs sat a collection of water pistols.

“This must be one of those games where you have to shoot a stream of water into the monkey's mouth to win a prize,” explained Diddy

“I guess they don't like monkeys very much, huh?” asked Dixie.

“Dang right,” said Cranky "They've been bothering us for years. Still, I had no idea that we were the targets in their shooting games. That's downright insulting Why, I —”

“Shh, Cranky,” interrupted Diddy. “I hear them.”

The Kremlings rounded the corner and turned onto the midway

“I could have sworn they came down here,” said one of the Kremlings.

“Look!” shouted Kruncha.”There they are!”

The three Kongs froze in fear. Kruncha was hovering right over them, standing in front of the booth. Diddy, Dixie, and Cranky pressed their backs into the ledge that just barely hid them.

“That's not them, Kruncha,” the Kongs heard another Kremlmg say. “Those are the plastic monkeys from the water-shooting game.”

“Oh,” replied Kruncha, who was as dumb as he was strong. “I thought their mouths looked kind of big.”

“We'd better search each one of these booths,” said the other Kremling.”Might as well start right here in this monkey-squirting booth.”

Realizing they were about to be caught, Diddy leaped up. He grabbed one of the water guns and started to spray the Kremlings. The startled lizards were blinded for a moment by the stream of water. The three Kongs climbed from the booth and were back on the run.

Near the end of the midway, Dixie spotted another booth. In this one, rocks were supposed to be thrown at a line of monkeys climbing a plastic tree. The monkeys in this booth looked much more like real monkeys than those in the water-squirting booth. This gave Dixie an idea. The Kongs jumped into the booth. They climbed onto the plastic tree, holding as still as they could.

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