Chapter 9

Chapter 9 My phone rang. "How dare you hang up on the President of the United States!" shouted an angry voice. "Who is this?" "This is the President's mom. You've made him cry." "I'm sorry." "He's so upset, his mane is falling out!" "I'm sorry. If you put him on the phone, I'll apologize." The President got back on the phone.

"Mr. President, I am very sorry." "Thank you, Claptrap. I accept your apology." "My name is—" "Now, if you'll close your big leafy mouth for a minute, I've got something to tell you about this fly." "OK," I said. "Are you sitting down?" "I am a plant," I said. "I don't sit down." "Then how do you-Oh, never mind. Here's what I forgot to tell you: The pesky fly is 400 feet tall!"

"WHAT?" I shrieked. "Yes! It's a alien space fly from another planet, and it's buzzing around the city and scaring everyone!" "You mean it's a..." "Yes! It's a VENUS FLY!" shouted the president. "And since you're a Venus fly-TRAP, you're our only hope!" "Sir, it will be an honor to serve my country and solve this THRILLING—" "JUST GET RID OF THE FLY!"

He hung up.