The Last Kids on Earth and the Cosmic Beyond by Max Brallier

The Last Kids on Earth and the Cosmic Beyond by Max Brallier

Author:Max Brallier
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Humorous Stories, Survival Stories, Action & Adventure, Comics & Graphic Novels, General, Juvenile Fiction
ISBN: 9781405295123
Publisher: Egmont
Published: 2019-08-07T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

Meathook barrels into the Town Square.

I see something hanging from either side of him. Two huge boxes . . .

Squinting, I see they are massive blue metal Dumpsters. They dangle and scrape the side of the creature. A headlight shines from Meathook’s head.

I shield my eyes, squinting. The monster stops. The spotlight is now a searchlight. A moment later, with a loud KA-KLANG, the Dumpsters fall to the ground. Zombies come streaming out of them!

Two dozen zombies instantly fill the Town Square! Chaos comes with them. June snarls, “Getting tired of these guys. I’m taking the high ground. Meet me at the tree house.”

“And I’m going to try out some knuckle attacks,” Dirk says, flexing his wrist. “Courtesy of Evie Snark and her dork collection.”

The sound of monster battle cries rings out—snarling and barking and heavy growls. Some of our monster friends wield weapons from their dimension, while others simply hurl the zombies.

“DON’T BEAT ON THE ZOMBIES TOO BAD!” I shout. “It’s not their fault they’re zombies!”

Suddenly, Quint wheels toward me. “Jack! Remember our identical costume ideas from The Empire Strikes Back?!”

“Yes,” I say, and then I finish his thought, ’cause that’s what best buddies can do. “Of course! We’ll take out Evie and Meathook just like the rebels took out the Empire AT-ATs!”

“Rover!” Quint shouts out. “Come here, furry friend!”

An instant later, Rover is charging around the corner. I grab his hide and pull myself into his armored seat. And I stub my toe. It’s weird: end of the world, you don’t think stubbing your toe would be a thing anymore. But it is.

Rover’s butt plops into the snow, allowing Quint to scramble up onto the back.

“Reach into Rover’s saddlebag!” I say. “I’ve got my supercharged T-shirt blaster in there!”

Rover races past our Christmas tree. I reach out and snag a long string of lights. The bulbs tink and clink as they bang together.



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