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he’s doing!” he cried. “But we’ve got to get my stuff out of this bowl.”
    â€œYou get it out,” Glen said. “It’s your stuff!”
    Scott didn’t want to stick his fingers in the water. He didn’t know what Mac would do. But he wanted his watch and his silver dollar out of there. So he had no choice.
    He decided to go for the watch first. Mac wasn’t too near it.
    Scott took a deep breath and shot his hand down. He grabbed the watch and jerked his hand back.
    Scott grinned and shook the watch in front of Glen. Drops of water splashed across Glen’s face. “Your turn,” he said. “Unless you’re too scared!”
    Glen wiped the water off his face with his sleeve. “I’m not the one who wants the stuff, so why should I get it?” he asked.
    Scott reached for the silver dollar, feeling a lot less nervous.
    He dipped his hand into the water—and snap!
    A sharp, fierce pain shot through his fingers as Mac clamped down on them. Hard.
    Stabbing them.
    Stabbing them with his razor-sharp teeth.

10

    â€œH elp! He’s got me!” Scott screamed.
    Mac clawed his way up Scott’s hand. It felt like hot needles jabbing into his skin. Tiny drops of blood spurted out of his skin.
    Scott shook his hand back and forth. Furiously. Trying to fling Mac off. But Mac just dug his teeth in deeper.
    He slithered under the sleeve of Scott’s sweatshirt. Scott could feel Mac moving. Moving up. Leaving a burning trail on his bare arm.
    â€œHelp! Get him out! Get him out!” Scott jumped up and down, whacking at Mac through his shirt. “I feel like I’m on fire!”
    â€œWhat’s wrong with you?” Glen shouted back.
    â€œMac!” Scott screamed. “He ran up my sleeve!”
    â€œHe ran up your sleeve?” Glen repeated in total disbelief. “Gross!”
    â€œGet him out!” Scott yelled.
    â€œTake your sweatshirt off,” Glen snapped back.
    Scott yanked his sweatshirt up over his head.
    He glanced down at his arm.
    No Mac.
    He figured that Mac had to be somewhere in his sweatshirt. But he was wrong.
    â€œDon’t move,” Glen instructed him. He stared at a spot on Scott’s chest.
    Scott looked down and saw Mac clinging to the front of his T-shirt. Mac stared straight up at him. “Get him off me!”
    Glen moved closer. But only to get a better look. “Cool,” Glen said, inspecting Mac from safely behind Scott’s shoulder. “Oh, wow. He’s smiling at me!
    â€œThis is totally amazing,” Glen went on. “He sure has sharp teeth. They could do some real damage. I’m not touching him.”
    Scott couldn’t stand having Mac stuck to himfor one more second. It was like having a big creepy insect—like a tarantula—on him.
    Scott inched his hand toward the aqua ape. Mac watched carefully, but remained still.
    When Scott’s fingertip finally touched Mac, he was surprised by what he felt. Mac’s fur was just like any other animal’s fur. Even though it was wet and matted from the water, it was still soft. And Scott could tell that if it were dry it would be fluffy, too.
    Suddenly, Scott wasn’t so grossed out anymore. He ran his finger gently down Mac’s back, petting him. And Mac really seemed to like it. He leaned into Scott’s finger and rubbed against it, making little squeaking noises.
    â€œLet me pet him,” Glen butted in.
    â€œOh, sure. Now you want to touch him.”
    Scott watched as Glen petted Mac.
    â€œHe’s really neat,” Glen had to admit. “I never thought we’d get anything like this when we ordered the aqua apes kit.”
    â€œYou didn’t think we’d get anything at all,” Scott reminded him.
    â€œAre you sure he’s okay out of the water like this?” Glen changed the subject.
    Scott shrugged. “He seems okay. Besides, it’snot like we took him out. He