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far wall was a giant shimmering screen.
    â€œWide-screen TV!” whispered Mike. “Do you think he gets cable?”
    Pfft! The screen flickered and two alien heads appeared.
    Liz gulped. “Two heads, one body!”
    â€œAh! King Greblak!” announced Klatoo from the chair. “Your kingly heads are looking very ripe today.”
    One head smiled back. “Well, thank you, Klatoo. I try to keep my leaves moist and—”
    â€œSilence!” snapped the other head. He turned to the screen. “Klatoo, you’ve got two hours to conquer their minds!”
    â€œYes, my king, I will let you know when—”
    â€œJust do it!” snapped the second head.
    Pfft! The screen went dark.
    â€œThat one head has a bad temper!” said Holly.
    Suddenly the chair spun around and there sat Klatoo. On his lap was something that looked like a futuristic accordion.
    â€œSo!” he said in a raspy voice. “The boy with the bowl on his head and his friends. You dare to confront me? I’m impressed.”
    Klatoo set his accordion on the floor and rose. “I’d offer you all a seat, except that I lost some furniture yesterday, along with my helmet. In any case, welcome to my penthouse overlooking the first Zaldoonian Earth Colony!”
    â€œZaldoonian Earth Colony?” scowled Sean.
    Jeff didn’t like the sound of it, either. “We saw King Greblak—“ he started.
    â€œWhere?” Klatoo whirled on his heels, His green face went pale. “Is he here already? Did you see him? I’m not ready for King Greblak yet!” Then he glared at Jeff. “Do not utter his kingly name. It’s your fault I’m late with my mission!”
    â€œMe?” said Jeff. “It’s my fault?”
    â€œYou and your helmet!” Klatoo sputtered, thrusting his finger at Jeff. His own helmet went nuts, whirring and buzzing and blinking faster and faster and louder and louder. The veins on his big leafy head quivered and twitched.
    â€œBweeep!” the alien finally howled. Then he breathed deeply a few times and his sputtering helmet died down to a low hum.
    â€œLate with your mission?” said Sean. “That’s nothing. Cosmic Boy is going to stop you cold! Show him, Jeff. Fly around.”
    Jeff shut his eyes and focused his brain waves.
    Zang! Zang! Zang! Light blue beams sprayed wildly off his head.
    â€œOw!” cried Mike, grabbing his arm and diving for the floor. “Why is it always me?”
    Crash! A lamp fell over. An ashtray broke.
    â€œSorry,” said Jeff. He shut his eyes tighter. Slowly he began to rise into the air.
    â€œSee? See?” said Sean. “Our boy is tough.”
    â€œAh, you can fly. Nice. But can you do this?” Klatoo looked down over Grover’s Mill. His Mezmo Head helmet lit up.
    Zzzzt! Kkkkk! Wrrrr! Suddenly the perfectly straight Main Street began to turn. It bent itself into a perfect S, right down the middle of town!
    Jeff touched down. “I can’t do that. No way.”
    A smile stretched across the alien’s mouth as he adjusted a knob or two on his head. “Just a small show of my power. Let’s meet in one hour, to settle this for good.”
    â€œYou’re on!” cried Sean. “One hour! Our boy will be ready for you!”
    The alien smirked. “Wear something you’d be caught dead in. Because you will be! Now GET OUT!”
    A few minutes later, the five kids were in the elevator traveling down. “What just happened there?” asked Jeff. “Can anybody tell me?”
    Sean beamed. “I just arranged for you to battle Mezmo the Zaldoon Head from Klatoo. Superhero against super alien. Just the two of you!”
    â€œBut you heard Klatoo,” said Holly. “The others are on their way. Thousands of them.”
    â€œMillions, probably,” offered Mike. “And all of them with cabbage heads and buggy eyes.”
    Thoop! The