Brain That Wouldn't Obey! (7 page)

Holly's eyebrows went up. “Excuse me,” she said to the woman with red hair. “But I thought you said your name was Mary
Smith.”

The woman turned and looked deep into Holly's eyes. “Did I?” Then without another word, she climbed into the truck, and it roared off toward Grover's Mill, leaving a cloud of dust behind it.

“Did anybody notice how totally weird that was?” asked Holly.

“Weird?” said Liz. “Compared to what?” She picked another bit of crab shell from Holly's shirt.

Mike bent to sniff the Octo-Prop. Sean and Jeff poked its leathery skin and smiled.

Holly rolled her eyes. “Never mind.”

“I shall name you—Gigantopus!” Mr. Vickers said with glee to the Octo-Prop. “Warm up those tentacles, because I'm going to make you a star!”

The enormous octopus prop sat spread out on the sandy ground. The dome was large enough to fit a whole house inside it. Each of the octopus's eight long tentacles stretched thirty feet out from the center.

“He sure is a big guy!” said Mike, gently touching the rubbery green skin. He sniffed it again. “He smells like my mom's fish sticks!”

Mr. Vickers's eyes beamed with excitement as he lifted the camera to his shoulder. “We start filming immediately. Watch closely!” He aimed his camera. “Act one, scene one of
Clawgantua vs. Gigantopus!
And …
action!”
He pressed the remote control at the same time.

KEEE—RUNNNNNNNCH!

The Slither-Matic Deluxe Octo-Prop jerked its tentacles out, ripped the giant back door off the Humongous hangar, and hurled it up in the air.

“Great shot!” Mr. Vickers hooted. Then he frowned. “But … wait a minute … he's not supposed to do that!”

Everyone watched as the giant door flew up into the clouds and hung there for a moment.

“Wow,” gasped Holly, looking straight up.

Then—
whoosh!
—the door dropped right back down to Grover's Mill.

Right back down at Holly.

3

Sourbuss

W
HAM!
—the hangar door, now a crumpled, twisted piece of metal, slammed to the ground three inches away from Holly's feet.

“My goodness, that was unexpected!” said Mr. Vickers, smiling as he fumbled with the control box. “I'm sure we can get Gigantopus under control.” He pushed the stop button firmly.

Sproing!
The box burst apart in his hands.

“Ooops!” Mr. Vickers grinned nervously at the kids. “Everybody in the car!”

But before they could run to safety—

Thhhwupp! Thhhwupp!
Two giant tentacles slammed down on the Vickers' old dented station wagon, coiled around it, and hoisted it off the ground.

“Careful, it's a classic!” shouted Mr. Vickers.

CRUNCH!
The octopus threw the car down, and the bumpers, doors, and tires blasted off.

“Classic wreck, now!” Mike gasped, diving away as one of the beast's leathery arms snapped like a whip inches from his head.

“Zone alert!” cried Liz. “One out-of-control movie prop, tentacled and dangerous!”

As Mr. Vickers tried desperately to piece the remote back together—
KA-THOONG!
Another long, slithery tentacle slapped down at the top of the Humongous hangar and put a twenty-foot dent in it.

“So maybe it
is
a real octopus?” said Sean.

Two more tentacles snapped swiftly at the kids. The big suction pads running up and down each arm moved like hundreds of gooey mouths.

“Whatever it is, it's gross!” said Holly.

“And mad!” Liz cried. “And hungry!”

“Run for your lives!” yelled Mike, leaping to safety with Holly and Liz.

Sean made a dash away from the hangar just as one long tentacle slithered out with the oversized fork from the Humongous hit
Attack of the Very Large Kitchen Utensils.

Gigantopus hurled the big fork at Sean.

THWANG!
It missed his head by inches.

“Oooh, bad table manners!” cried Sean.

With another tentacle, Gigantopus shot the large eyeball from
Mysterious Eye Land
at Jeff.

It rolled at him like a supersized bowling ball.

“Help! It's gonna strike!” yelped Jeff.

“Spare him!” cried Liz, who jumped over and pushed Jeff out of the way.

“Everybody this way!” Holly shouted. “Head for the desert!” She pointed to the wasteland to the west. “He won't follow us. He'll head for town!”

The kids ran full speed across the dusty ground, and tumbled behind a sand dune. Sean climbed up on the dune and looked back at the studio.

“Gigantopus is still attacking,” said Sean. The tentacles were snapping at the mountain range from
Snowmonster.

“There's nowhere to hide around here,” said Mike, crouching behind a tiny cactus plant. “Are you guys sure Gigantopus will attack the town?”

Holly shot a look at Sean. Her brother put his hand on Mike's shoulder. “It's the first law of Humongous movies, Mike. Giant Monsters Always Attack Towns.”

CRUNCH!
The giant octopus hoisted itself across the roof of the hangar.

“Back! Back!” cried Mr. Vickers, still filming as he ran around to the front of the hangar. “Into the background with you!”

“Dad!” yelled Holly from the top of the sand dune. “Get out of there!”

Gigantopus's domed head towered over the hangar, making the building seem like a model.

THWIRP!
The eight long tentacles whipped down with incredible speed. They lunged at Mr. Vickers.

“I've got to save Dad!” Holly shrieked, starting back across the sand to the hangar.

Sean grabbed her arm. “No, it's too dangerous! Dad's a Zoner. He'll do okay.”

“Keep down,” said Liz. “If Gigantopus sees us, he'll come for us, too!”

KEEE—RUNNNNNNNCH!
The roof of the studio nearly collapsed under the huge weight.

Just then they saw a low swirl of dust escaping up the road in front of the studio. It was Mr. Vickers, pedaling away on a very small bicycle, his camera still on his shoulder.

“My bike!” called Mike, jumping up and down. “It's way too small for him!”

“Shhhh!” urged Liz, ducking behind the dune.

YEEEOOOWWW!
Gigantopus uttered a sudden unearthly roar. He turned. His large red eyes flashed and his suction cups twitched as he spotted the five kids. He snapped his tentacles angrily at them.

“Sorry,” said Mike. “I guess I yelled too loud.”

WHAM! WHAM!
The ground shuddered under Gigantopus's thumping tentacles.

“Maybe now would be a good time for us to escape!” Jeff added quickly.

Mike scrambled across the sand. “Hey, I thought you said he wouldn't come here. The first law of Humongous movies and all that!”

“I guess Gigantopus didn't read the script,” said Sean.

The beast, who didn't read the script, suddenly flexed his eight powerful thirty-foot tentacles. He was a blur of oozy suction pads, green leathery skin, and razor-sharp teeth as he slithered across the ground toward the kids.

“The sand!” yelled Jeff. “I can't run that fast!”

Within seconds the beast was there.

“We're octopus food!” cried Mike. “Doomed!”

Then, just as the beast was within striking distance of the five friends, its giant-domed head turned. The creature stopped, twirled its tentacles, and pushed off into the open desert.

“Yahoo!” said Sean. “He's going away! Roll the credits. Turn up the lights. Clear the theater. Shut off the popcorn machine. Get the—”

“Whaaa-ungh!” Holly suddenly went down like a sack of heavy fish.

“Holly?” said Sean. “You don't have to hide. The octopus is gone now.”

“I'm not hiding!” she said. “I slipped.” She found herself eye level with a pool of shiny stuff. “Whoa, what is this gunk?” Holly stared at the ground. “That creepy octopus left something slimy!”

Sean stooped. “Gloop,” he said helpfully.

“Smells pretty fishy,” said Mike, stooping, too.

Holly looked back across the sand. “Yeah, well, whatever it is, Gigantopus is leaving a trail of the fishy gloop. And it starts at the studio.”

“Uh-oh!” cried Sean, pointing to a swirl of dust in the desert. “He's turning around again!”

Gigantopus whirled in the sand, his powerful tentacles still dripping gloop, and he headed north.

Toward town.

Toward the center of Grover's Mill!

“Hurry!” yelled Holly. “We have to warn everyone!”

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About the Author

Over the last two decades, Tony Abbott has written dozens of mysteries, comics, and adventure books for young readers aged six to fourteen, with series including Danger Guys, the Time Surfers, the Weird Zone, Underworlds, Goofballs, and the long-running fantasy series the Secrets of Droon. He is also the author of the fantasy epic Kringle and the realistic novels
Firegirl
(winner of the 2006 Golden Kite Award for Fiction),
The Postcard
(winner of the 2008 Edgar Award for Best Juvenile Mystery), and
Lunch-Box Dream
. Among his latest novels is
The Forbidden Stone
, the first installment of the twelve-book saga the Copernicus Legacy. Tony has taught on the faculty of Lesley University's MFA program in creative writing, is a frequent conference speaker and visitor to schools, and presents workshops to creative writers of all ages. His websites include
www.tonyabbottbooks.com
,
www.thecopernicuslegacy.com
, and the literary blog
www.fridaybookreport.com
.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 1997 by Robert Abbott

Cover design by Connie Gabbert

ISBN: 978-1-4804-8655-3

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