Chapter 2

2 HE HUMAN BODY IS WEAK," SAYS T. EDISON, TO MR. CHIMP, IN THE middle of his fancy new T. Edison Laboratories building on Menlo Street, connecting the final electrical power wire to the stem of an enormous glass brain. Mr. Chimp looks up from his crossword puzzle and nods in agreement. T. Edison connects the wire. "Human body parts wear out, fall apart, and die." Mr. Chimp taps his pencil.

"So you know what I am doing?" asks T. Edison. Mr. Chimp taps his pencil again and pretends he is thinking. He rolls his eyes, shakes his head, and signs: "Of course you have no idea. Because I am the genius inventor and I have all the ideas." T. Edison turns his invention a bit to set it firmly in its base. "I am making a brain that is faster, more powerful, and better than any human brain." T. Edison flips the power switch. The glass brain glows with lines and pulses of colored light. "I am making a brain that will not weaken

or fall apart. A brain that will allow me to control other brains..." T. Edison spreads his arms out and yells in his squeaky voice. "I give you—the T. Edison SuperBrain!" T. Edison and Mr. Chimp watch the SuperBrain flash with lights, tracing the workings of every part of the brain. "Yes!" crows T. Edison. "I am the Wizard of Mid—" Tsssssssh! A section of the glass roof shatters into a hundred pieces. A shower of glass and one scuffed-up baseball rains down into the room.

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The baseball hits the T. Edison SuperBrain. The SuperBrain explodes in a starburst of colored sparks and wires and broken brain glass. "Noooooooooooooo!" yells T. Edison. "My SuperBrain! My SuperBrain is destroyed! Who did this?" Mr. Chimp holds up the baseball as an obvious clue. T. Edison stomps around in circles, raging. "Who? Who? Who?" Mr. Chimp ponders a six-letter word for "very intelligent." He tosses the baseball from hand to hand. T. Edison's brain works out loud. And he finally gets it. "Baseball... baseball diamond... that's it!" yells T. Edison. "Come on, Mr. Chimp! We're going to the Midville baseball diamond to catch the idiot who wrecked my invention!" Mr. Chimp fills in 7-Down on his crossword

puzzle with G-E-N-I-U-S, then follows the still-fuming T. Edison out the laboratory door.