“The Magic Pencil is broken!” crowed Garbletongue, rattling
his bag of stolen words. “Now there will
be no words but those I permit, no meaning save what I ordain. The world is mine!”
Bau-Bau wailed into his furry paws. Jacqueline snapped her gum carelessly.
“You think?” she said.
Garbletongue hesitated, clutching his half of the
Pencil. “How can you fight my
Non-Sensories now?”
Jacqueline shrugged, then pursed her lips and blew
sharply. BANG. Garbletongue staggered back, chest bleeding.
“How?” he gasped.
Jacqueline displayed the chewing gum wrapper. The last line of the M was gone. “You only got the sharp end.”
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