Superhero for a Day: The Magic Magic Eight Ball by Dustin Brady

Author:Dustin Brady [Brady, Dustin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Don't Be a Baby

“I changed my mind,” Jared said.

“Cool,” Bre said. “You want me to drop you off back at the school then? Cuz I’m sure they’re real excited to talk to you.”

“Oh, uh, I mean…”

“Come on, you’re a hero now. Don’t be a baby.”

Bre and Jared hid the bike (as much as one can hide a hot pink bike in the grungy factory part of town) and crouch-walked to the side of the building. Grandma Murray was just finishing unloading the bread from her van onto a cart. They hid as she walked past them into the door.

“Now what?” Jared asked the eight ball.

TO THE ROOF

Bre shook her head. “Why does it always have to be the roof?”

Jared asked the eight ball a few more questions and led Bre back to the news van. “It says we have to climb on top of there and then make the long jump onto that awning, where we’ll roll…”

Bre closed her eyes. “Stop. I can’t think about it or I’ll throw up. Just lead the way, and I’ll follow.”

Jared shrugged, jumped onto the hood of the van, then completed the American Ninja Warrior course the eight ball had laid out for him to get to the roof. Bre followed step for step, making sure to never look down. When they got to the roof, Bre let out a long sigh. “We made it! Now where?”

THE AIR VENT

“Seriously?!”

Bre walked to the air vent and stared in disbelief. Jared joined her. “Well,” he said. “I agree that it doesn’t look like the sturdiest…”

“It’s an AIR vent! It’s made for moving air! Not people!”

“Well yeah, but in the movies, people always crawl through air vents.”

“THIS IS NOT THE MOVIES!”

Bre had a point. Jared asked the eight ball again. Again it came back with the air vent. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Because I don’t think this will hold…”

DON’T BE A BABY

“I just decided that I don’t like that thing,” Bre said.

Jared crawled in first, then Bre. The air duct was pitch black and filled with spider webs. The words on the eight ball glowed a little bit, so Jared put the ball face-up in his shirt pocket to use as a little flashlight as he crawled forward. He made it just a few feet before hearing a loud creeeeeeeeeeaaaaaak. He paused. Bre held her breath. Jared crawled one step forward and then —

SNAP!

His stomach flipped into his chest as the air duct dropped a couple of feet. He tried to hold on, but the duct had turned into a slide. Bre rolled into him, and they both tumbled down the duct and crashed through the ceiling into a closet filled with empty boxes. They didn’t have time to check for injuries, because they heard an adult voice as soon as they landed on the boxes.

“What was that?!”

They got low. The voice was coming from the next room. A walkie talkie beeped.

“Greg,” the voice said. “Check the roof. Sounds like something crashed up there.”

“Got it,” another voice crackled over the radio.

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