12 Back to the Present The Present

CHAPTER 12 BACK TO THE PRESENT As we swirl our way backwards through time, I have my fingers crossed we'll arrive safely back at the

treehouse. It feels like we've been away for ages. 'Hey, I can smell marshmallows!' says Terry. 'And lemonade!' says the inspector.

'And chocolate, pizza, ice-cream, lollipops, dodgem cars, popcorn and ants!' I say. 'We must be getting close to the treehouse!' I open the lid of the bin and see that, sure enough, we are hurtling straight towards our tree. Our treehouse. Our ant farm. Our ant farm? OUR ANT FARM!!! The ant farm that Jill made us promise never to disturb again!!!

'Terry, can you steer us away from the ant farm?' I say. 'Into the chocolate fountain instead, maybe? Or the swimming pool?' 'I can't control it,' says Terry. 'I forgot to ask H.G. Wells to fix the steering. Brace yourselves!'

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We all fall out of the bin onto the level where the ant farm used to be.