8 Stowaway!

CHAPTER 8 STOWAWAY! 'Wait!' said Terry. 'Turn the tree around! We have to go back!' 'Why?' I said. 'We didn't get our participation medals!' 'Yes, we did,' said Jill. 'I grabbed them as we left—one for each of us, including Edward Scooperhands and Mary Lollipoppins.'

'Oh well,' said Bill. 'This has been quite an adventure but I'd better be getting along. This mail won't deliver itself, you know.' 'Why don't you hitch a ride back to Earth with us?' I said. 'It's very kind of you,' said Bill, 'but I've got a few letters addressed to the Andromeda Galaxy that I need to deliver before I head home.'

'All right,' I said. 'But be careful out there—and watch out for giant flying eyeballs!' 'I will,' shouted Bill over the roar of his rocket- boosted scooter as he soared off into space.

'Well, I'm glad that's over,' said Terry. 'I think I've had enough space adventure for one book.' 'Me too,' I said. 'In fact, I'd be happy if I never saw another alien for as long as I live.' 'Well, don't look under the table then,' said Jill. 'Why not?' I said. 'Because there's a little green blob hiding under there.'

'Code green!' I yelled. 'Repeat: code green!' 'What's code green again?' said Terry. 'Alien stowaway!' I yelled as the blob darted out from under the table. 'Blast it, Terry—give it both eyes!'

Terry focused, took aim and fired two deadly laser beams at the blob. There was no way he could miss from this close… and he didn't. It was a direct hit!