Sven Carter & the Trashmouth Effect by Rob Vlock

Author:Rob Vlock
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

CHAPTER 27.0:

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I FOUND MYSELF BEING SHOVED toward the living room door without so much as an apple to defend myself with. As I was dragged past the table in the center of the room, I looked around frantically for something I could use as a weapon. All I saw was the lighter Alicia had used to light the candles when we came in. I grabbed it.

The clown snake paused when we neared the door and called out to Will and Alicia, “Hey, kidsssss, time to diiiiiiie.”

If you ever decide to become a clown, I recommend that you stay far away from open flames.

Because as soon as I touched the lighter to the rainbow wig of the clown snake that was dragging me to the door, it erupted into flame. Its laugh was replaced by a deafening, agonized shriek. It let go of me, reared up, and tried to shake the fire out. But all it succeeded in doing was setting the rainbow wig of the clown snake next to it on fire as well.

Before I knew it, nearly every one of the monsters was screeching, trying to extinguish the burning wigs on their heads. And the smell! Let’s just say it kind of reminded me of the time my dad singed all his hair off trying to get the grill going using a whole can of lighter fluid.

As the creatures writhed and slithered around the room, their flaming heads darting this way and that, they started setting other things on fire—tattered curtains, peeling wallpaper, a threadbare rug. If we stayed there much longer, we were going to get cooked.

The clown snakes scattered, suddenly far more concerned with extinguishing themselves than killing us. This was our chance. We had a clear path to the door. At least, if you didn’t count the smoke and flames now engulfing almost every part of the room.

Alicia struggled to her feet. Will and I each supported one of her arms and we took off at a run, shielding our faces against the searing heat as best we could.

We were almost out of the room when the lone clown snake who wasn’t on fire slithered into our path. We moved to the right, but it lashed out with its tail and stopped us in our tracks. We darted to the left, but its head and deadly tongue were waiting for us.

It smiled at us and croaked, “Leaving so sssssoooooon? Why not sssssstay awhiiiiile? We can all buuuuurn together.”

We looked around for another way out.

There wasn’t one.

Will let out a feeble whimper. But then something happened that I had never seen before. His whimper grew in volume and pitch until it became a bellow of rage.

“Let us out!” Will screamed. “Get out of our way, you clown school dropout!”

“And ifffffff I don’t?” the monster countered.

Will deflated like a punctured balloon. “I’ll . . . I’ll . . . make you?”

The clown snake laughed hysterically. “Sssssuch defiancccccce! Perhaps I’ll eat you firssssst!”

It slithered toward Will.

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