12 Ch12-One Way to Handle a Sub

Chapter 12 One Way to Handle a Sub "Everyone stay calm!" yelled the beautiful Mrs. Cooney. "Mrs. Yonkers is on her way over. She'll know what to do." Mrs. Cooney put a bag of ice on Emily's head, while Mrs. Robo-Yonkers chased Dr. Carbles around the computer lab. Finally Mrs. Yonkers arrived with her cheese head. "What's the big emergency?" she asked. "Your robot clone is crazy!" yelled Mr. Klutz. "Help!" yelled Dr. Carbles. "She's trying to kill me!" "Oh dear," said Mrs. Yonkers. "I guess I still have to work out some of the bugs." "How do we stop her?" cried Mrs. Cooney. "There's only one thing to do," Mrs. Yonkers said as she pulled a remote control out of her pocket. "I must destroy Mrs. Robo-Yonkers. Everybody stand back." Mrs. Robo-Yonkers had Dr. Carbles pinned against the whiteboard. We all hid our eyes. I waited for the sound of the explosion.

But nothing happened. The only sound I heard was Mrs. Yonkers crying. "I can't do it," Mrs. Yonkers sobbed as she handed the remote control to Mrs. Cooney. "Here, you do it. Push the button marked SELF-DESTRUCT." Dr. Carbles crawled between Mrs. Robo-Yonkers's legs and ran away. Mrs. Cooney pushed the button. One second... Two seconds... Three seconds... "DUCK!" I shouted. BAM! There was a big explosion. Pieces of Mrs. Robo-Yonkers went flying everywhere. Her head landed on top of the flagpole in the corner of the computer lab. "I'll be back," the head said. And then it fell into the garbage can. It was a real Kodak moment. You should have been there! And we got to see it live and in person.

When it was all over, Mrs. Yonkers was sitting on the floor, crying. "Boo hoo," she cried. "I created Mrs. Robo-Yonkers with my bare hands. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for all this to happen." We told Mrs. Yonkers it wasn't her fault that her clone went crazy and attacked the president of the Board of Education. And that's when Little Miss Big Mouth had to open her trap. "It's all Arlo's fault," said Andrea. "If he hadn't said all those weird sentences to Mrs. Robo-Yonkers, none of this would have happened. You killed her, Arlo!" "No, I didn't kill her," I said as I pointed at Mrs. Cooney. "Twas beauty that killed the beast."