13 The Last Chapter

CHAPTER 13 THE LAST CHAPTER We get back to the treehouse and sit on the couch. 'So what do we do now?' I say. 'I don't know,' says Terry. 'What did we used to do before we were about to be movie stars?' 'Beats me,' I say.

'You used to make books together,' says Jill. 'You wrote the words, Andy, and Terry, you drew the pictures.' The video phone rings. 'Uh-oh,' I say. 'That will be Mr Big Nose. He's probably heard about the movie. He's not going to be happy.' 'You answer it, Andy,' says Terry. 'I'm not answering it,' I say. 'I'm scared.' 'Me too,' says Terry. 'Let's hide behind the couch.' Jill sighs. 'I'll do it,' she says.

Jill answers the video phone and Mr Big Nose's face fills the screen. He looks bigger and crosser than ever. 'WHERE'S ANDY AND TERRY?' he yells. 'They're hiding behind the couch,' says Jill. 'I'm not surprised,' yells Mr Big Nose. 'I heard those clowns ruined the movie!' 'It wasn't their fault,' says Jill. 'It was the cows. They copied all the ideas and made their own movie.' 'COWS?!' yells Mr Big Nose. I jump up. 'Yes,' I say. 'Cows! But these were no ordinary cows. They were spy cows! I tried to warn

everybody, but no one would listen to me, not even Terry.' Terry jumps up from behind the couch. 'That's not fair, Andy,' he says. 'You were covered in prickles and had a cowpat on your head. You can't blame us for thinking it was just another one of your crazy schemes to wreck the movie, like the scribbling, the flying plates and the Andy invasion.' 'What?' yells Mr Big Nose. 'You tried to wreck the movie?!'

'No,' I say. 'I tried to save the movie. The plates and the scribbletorium explosion were both accidents. And I tried to stop the Andys, but they wouldn't listen to me either. And by the way, I also practically saved the entire planet from being empuddled by a giant puddle!' 'THAT'S ENOUGH!' says Mr Big Nose. 'This whole explanation is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. In fact, it's so ridiculous it sounds like the plot of one of your books. Speaking of which, if I can't have a movie then I'll have a book instead. By midnight tonight. Without fail. Or else! GOODBYE!'

'Well,' says Terry, 'that all seemed to work out quite nicely.' 'Yeah,' I say, 'except that we've got to write a book by midnight.' 'No problem!' says Terry. 'Midnight it is. Hang on… Wait a minute…