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his chest, and his eyes darted about, looking for an escape route.
Dirty newspapers littered the dark alleyway, and streams of filthy water gathered in small pools
about their feet.
        “Look, guys,” Simon pleaded, “I didn’t say anything.”
        “Sure ya didn’t.” Spike laughed in a patronizing manner. “But just to be
safe, we’re gonna make sure you don’t say anything.”
        At that, both teenagers ran towards Simon with weapons in hand, but just as
they reached the petrified boy, a light blue mass of electricity appeared in the air behind them.
The electrical cloud expanded to three feet in diameter and formed into the shape of a sphere. A
flash of green shot out of the strange ball and smashed into Buz and Spike, forcing them to fall
at Simon’s feet. The ball of lightning disappeared as fast as it had come, leaving no trace of
even being there.
        Simon’s mouth hung open in bewilderment. A young, beautiful girl sat on top
of Buz and Spike. She wore a sleeveless green tunic that extended to her mid-thigh. The plastic
fabric stretched across her chest like spandex, lay flat against her stomach, and hugged her
hips. She also wore green boots that held onto her slender legs with several straps of leather.
But despite her clothing, her most unique feature was her bright green hair; the long ringlets
reached down to her thin waist and sparkled in the dim light.
        “ Ahm-Chi Kuta, ” the girl said, looking down at the boys. “ Masta Baloo andga eichi? ”
        “What on Earth are you saying, girl?” Buz answered back.
        The strange girl jumped up, waved a small wand, and chanted, “ Aiyee, Aiyee, Aiyee bookata! ” The wand released a stream of light that engulfed her body
for a second and then vanished. She opened her mouth to speak once more.
        “ Guten morgen… ”
        Spike scratched his chin.
        “ Ohayo gozaimasu… Buenos dнas… Bonjour? ”
        “Are you making fun of us?” Buz asked, raising his brick. He sat up and
rubbed his head.
        The girl smiled. “Good morning.” Her clear voice was as soft as an autumn
breeze.
        “Good morning,” Simon stammered. He could hardly believe what he had just
witnessed. The strange girl had appeared out of nowhere.
        She turned and said, “My name’s Tonya. I’m from Paraworld 4329.” Her
yellowish green eyes sparkled as she spoke. “Wow, this looks really different from what I was expecting.”
        Tonya bent over and picked up a curious device she had dropped during her
collision with Buz and Spike. It was about the size of a textbook but had two handles, several
buttons and knobs, and a digital readout that looked almost like an odometer from a car. She
banged the device against her wand as if she were trying to erase an Etch A Sketch.
        “Ah, this thing’s broken.”
        Simon looked over at the readout on the device. It appeared to have eight
place markers for digits, but they were all spinning wildly, resembling a slot machine. The first
marker became blank, and then the second, and then the third, and so on, until it reached the
last place marker. The final marker spun for a second more and then went blank like the
others.
        “Oh, yeah, really funny!” Tonya smirked. “Someone’s trying to play a joke on
me.”
        “Excuse me, little girl,” Spike interrupted. He grabbed his two-by-four and
stood up. “We were in the middle of something here. Run along and play somewhere else.”
        She turned to Simon and asked, “Are these your servants? Because if they were
mine, I wouldn’t let them talk to strangers like that.”
        “You are making fun of us,” Buz chimed in as he scurried to his feet, still clutching his
brick.
        “They’re not very smart, are they?” She chuckled. “Professor Gwyn told me all
about this paraworld. Is it