9 BRIGHT IDEA

CHAPTER 9 BRIGHT IDEA Help!" Alexander's dad shouted. "I'm being swallowed by a nine-armed space-blob!" "Okay, Dad," said Alexander. He rolled a six and saved his dad. Alexander's dad looked up from his cards. "Something tells me you're not into this game."

Alexander dumped his spaceships back in the box. "Sorry, Dad. It's been a rough day." "Cheer up, AI," his dad said. "Tomorrow's Gopher Day!" "Yeah," said Alexander. He gave his dad a hug and shuffled up to bed. Alexander read the notebook for a while before finally turning off his flashlight. His bedroom went dark.

Maybe Rip's right. Maybe we should kick Nikki out of the S.S.M.P., he thought. But we're a team. He let out a long sigh. Then he gasped he could see his breath! The room had suddenly become icy cold just like that time in the fitting room. A shadow smasher! He jolted upright. The dark shadow glided across a patch of moonlight on the wall. Straight for his bed.

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Alexander rolled to the floor. The shadow twisted into a sledgehammer, and POW! Alexander's feet felt all tingly. He looked back and saw that his shadow had grown into the shape of a giant spider. The spider shadow followed him along a wall. Alexander scrambled toward the opposite corner of his room. CONK! he bumped his night-light. Suddenly, the spider shadow paused, all eight legs trembling. Is it afraid of me? Alexander wondered, sitting up. No, not me— it's the light! Just like how Rip's reindeer shadow disappeared when his mom turned on his bedroom light!

Alexander kicked his nightstand. His flashlight fell off, rolling toward him. He pointed it at the shadow smasher and flicked the switch. The spider shadow quivered in the light. Then it peeled away from Alexander's feet and dashed under the bed. Alexander quickly dragged a lamp and a glow-in-the-dark sword over to the night-light. He made a circle of light and sat in the middle, on a nest made of blankets. "Sorry, shadow smasher," Alexander said to the underside of his bed. "Looks like I'll be reading 'til sunrise." He opened the S.S.M.P. notebook.