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ribbons. Like it was her who was featured burning up the crowd and flooding up the building. Dad kept saying he’d told her so! (‘He’s just a normal kid! Even the dustbin has more superpowers. C’mon, look how crushed he is with these ridiculous expectations you have of him. Have you looked at the kid?’)
    Gra hobbled in. ‘Oh, I saw the lid. The dustbin lid. I thought it would make a great hat.’
    That’s the way it went. Home to school to home. All equally miserable!

    The classes were getting worse too.
    There was this idiotic class called Super Sight. You were supposed to be able to look through the wall and see what was behind it—X-ray vision, kind of.
    Slime Joos turned out to be really good at it. ‘Double-Headmistress is in her office, phoning your dad about chucking you out of school, SuperZero,’ he said. ‘I can see through all the walls from here to her office, and canhear through them too.’
    Everyone thought that was really funny. What was this? Be Mean to SuperZero Day/Week/Month?

    ‘What’s behind this cloak?’ asked Masterror, holding up a red cloak over the table one day when we walked in. ‘Whoever guesses gets it! And I promise you it’s really grrrrrrrreat!’
    I’d show them! I glared hard at the cloak. I was bent on proving that I had as much super sight as the next guy.
    ‘Er . . .’ started Anna Conda, frowning in concentration, ‘it’s round with a handle at the end. It’s a saucepan.’
    ‘No,’ said Slime Joos squinting hard. ‘It’s bouncing! It’s a beach ball.’
    ‘A beach ball with a handle?’ laughed Anna Conda.
    Masterror shook his head. ‘No. Try harrrrder, class! Fow-cussss! Feel the red beams from your eyes drrrrill into that cloak!’
    ‘It’s milk!’ shouted Vamp Iyer suddenly, whooping with delight.
    ‘Milk?’ Masterror snapped. ‘MILK? Milk which is round and has a handle?’
    ‘A cow, I mean,’ mumbled Vamp Iyer.
    Everyone else guessed, but no one was quite right. Some kids guessed it was a buggy, a spacesuit, a spinningtop. Lizzie Lizard thought it was the world’s biggest bee. And then it was only me and Blank left. ‘Where is Blank?’ shouted Masterror. ‘Boy, are you cheating now? Have you disappeared behind the cloak to see what it is?’
    We gasped because we heard thrashing and growling and whimpering (from Blank) from behind the cloak. Masterror was right. The dweeb had gone behind the cloak. And then a very terrified Blank ran out. Gripping his ankle was the world’s ugliest, fattest beast. It was built like a sausage on four legs and wore a look even more menacing than Masterror’s.
    Masterror turned to us, to me in particular. ‘Well, I guess only one person’s left to guess and even SuperZero can’t get it wrong now! And the meanest dog in the world goes to SuperZero!’ The class burst out laughing once more. I suspect they were all really relieved they hadn’t won the prize.
    ‘BigaByte is a superdog,’ said Masterror, ‘because he can eat anything, anything at all. In fact, he’s up for adoption here because he ate his last owner’s car. We can only hope the owner was not still in the car at the time.’
    I looked dismally at the fat, brown sausage. There was no way I was going to get out of this one. Maybe I could train him to bite huge chunks of Masterror out from time to time. Besides, I’ve always wanted a dog. And even Mom couldn’t say no to a dog that my school had given me.
    ‘C’mon, BigaByte,’ I said.

    Reluctantly, BigaByte let go of a howling Blank’s ankle and turned his attention to me.
    ‘No, BigaByte, not me, I’m your new owner. No, no, nooooo . . .’ I ran out of school with BigaByte charging behind me and the laughter of the entire class following.

12. Look (and smell) before you leap.
    What BigaByte has eaten up so far:
Gra’s turnips
Mom’s catalogue of Buy One Get One Free (because it had a picture of a can of tuna on its cover)
Dad’s brand new tennis shoes
A whole set of