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cabinet near the doorway. Ahead of me stood a long, shiny aluminum counter. Enormous trays of food stood
cooling on the counter. I saw a big tray of macaroni and cheese, a tray of
steamed broccoli, a huge tray of tuna casserole.
I guessed it would take about ten steps to reach the counter. So close!
I could probably dive to the counter, pour the seeds out into one of the big
food trays, and run out the door in less than ten seconds.
Even if one of the cooks turned around, I could accomplish the mission and be
out of there before she could even cry out.
What am I thinking? I asked myself, pressing against the side of the
cabinet.
I don’t WANT to accomplish the mission!
I glanced back to the kitchen doorway. All four Creeps huddled there,
watching me. They waved their hands frantically, motioning me to get on with it.
I had no choice. No way to escape.
I had to go ahead and plant the seeds.
I sucked in a deep breath and held it. Then, my eyes on the white-uniformed
backs of the three cooks, I crept up quickly to the long food counter.
I stopped a few feet away. In front of me on the counter stood an enormous
square metal pan of macaroni and cheese. It was steaming hot, fresh from the
oven. The tangy cheese smell floated up to me.
I can’t do this! I decided. I can’t!
I turned back. The four Creeps leaned into the doorway, blocking my escape.
All four of them were signaling wildly for me to pour the seeds.
I turned back to the macaroni tray.
I raised the seed bag.
I pulled open the top.
They’re watching me, I knew. They’re all watching. I have to do this. Or else
they will know that I’m not their Commander.
I have to go ahead with it.
But then—in a flash—I had an idea.
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I held the seed bag in one hand from the bottom. I raised it in front of me.
I turned and flashed the four Creeps a thumbs-up sign. Then I took a step
toward the food counter.
Another step.
And I pretended to trip over something.
I stumbled forward. My hands shot up. And the seed bag flew into the air.
I faked a frantic attempt to catch it as I went down.
But the bag hit the side of the aluminum counter. Turned upside down. And
dropped to the floor, spilling the seeds all over the floor. I watched them roll
in all directions.
The bag lay on its side in front of me. Empty.
Yessss! I thought happily. I’ve done it! I’ve destroyed their plan!
I forced an unhappy expression on my face.
And scrambled on my hands and knees out the kitchen door.
Wart pulled me up and dragged me away from the open doorway.
I shook my head sadly. “Sorry,” I murmured. “I’m so sorry. I have failed you
all.” I pretended to be near tears. “Really. I’m so sorry.”
“No problem,” Jared replied.
He pulled another bag of seeds from his coat pocket and slapped it into my
hand.
“We always carry a spare,” Brenda whispered. “You never know when you’ll need
more Identity Seeds.”
“Uh… that’s lucky,” I replied.
“Now go do it!” Wart cried softly, slapping me on the back. “This time you
will not fail, Commander.”
The four of them pushed me back through the doorway.
I blinked, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the bright kitchen lights. The
three cooks were still working at the stoves. They still had their backs to me.
I crept up to the food counter and peered down at the huge tray of simmering
macaroni. I had the seed bag gripped tightly in my right hand. The little bag
felt as if it weighed a hundred pounds!
I raised the seed bag over the steaming macaroni.
Glanced back to the doorway. All four of the Creeps leaned into the opening,
their eyes locked on me.
I turned back to the food counter. Raised the bag higher over the macaroni
tray.
I have no choice, I told myself. I have to do this now.
I poured the whole bag of seeds over the top of the macaroni and cheese. Then
I turned quickly to the door. And tiptoeing silently, started to sneak out of
the kitchen.
“Stir
cooling on the counter. I saw a big tray of macaroni and cheese, a tray of
steamed broccoli, a huge tray of tuna casserole.
I guessed it would take about ten steps to reach the counter. So close!
I could probably dive to the counter, pour the seeds out into one of the big
food trays, and run out the door in less than ten seconds.
Even if one of the cooks turned around, I could accomplish the mission and be
out of there before she could even cry out.
What am I thinking? I asked myself, pressing against the side of the
cabinet.
I don’t WANT to accomplish the mission!
I glanced back to the kitchen doorway. All four Creeps huddled there,
watching me. They waved their hands frantically, motioning me to get on with it.
I had no choice. No way to escape.
I had to go ahead and plant the seeds.
I sucked in a deep breath and held it. Then, my eyes on the white-uniformed
backs of the three cooks, I crept up quickly to the long food counter.
I stopped a few feet away. In front of me on the counter stood an enormous
square metal pan of macaroni and cheese. It was steaming hot, fresh from the
oven. The tangy cheese smell floated up to me.
I can’t do this! I decided. I can’t!
I turned back. The four Creeps leaned into the doorway, blocking my escape.
All four of them were signaling wildly for me to pour the seeds.
I turned back to the macaroni tray.
I raised the seed bag.
I pulled open the top.
They’re watching me, I knew. They’re all watching. I have to do this. Or else
they will know that I’m not their Commander.
I have to go ahead with it.
But then—in a flash—I had an idea.
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I held the seed bag in one hand from the bottom. I raised it in front of me.
I turned and flashed the four Creeps a thumbs-up sign. Then I took a step
toward the food counter.
Another step.
And I pretended to trip over something.
I stumbled forward. My hands shot up. And the seed bag flew into the air.
I faked a frantic attempt to catch it as I went down.
But the bag hit the side of the aluminum counter. Turned upside down. And
dropped to the floor, spilling the seeds all over the floor. I watched them roll
in all directions.
The bag lay on its side in front of me. Empty.
Yessss! I thought happily. I’ve done it! I’ve destroyed their plan!
I forced an unhappy expression on my face.
And scrambled on my hands and knees out the kitchen door.
Wart pulled me up and dragged me away from the open doorway.
I shook my head sadly. “Sorry,” I murmured. “I’m so sorry. I have failed you
all.” I pretended to be near tears. “Really. I’m so sorry.”
“No problem,” Jared replied.
He pulled another bag of seeds from his coat pocket and slapped it into my
hand.
“We always carry a spare,” Brenda whispered. “You never know when you’ll need
more Identity Seeds.”
“Uh… that’s lucky,” I replied.
“Now go do it!” Wart cried softly, slapping me on the back. “This time you
will not fail, Commander.”
The four of them pushed me back through the doorway.
I blinked, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the bright kitchen lights. The
three cooks were still working at the stoves. They still had their backs to me.
I crept up to the food counter and peered down at the huge tray of simmering
macaroni. I had the seed bag gripped tightly in my right hand. The little bag
felt as if it weighed a hundred pounds!
I raised the seed bag over the steaming macaroni.
Glanced back to the doorway. All four of the Creeps leaned into the opening,
their eyes locked on me.
I turned back to the food counter. Raised the bag higher over the macaroni
tray.
I have no choice, I told myself. I have to do this now.
I poured the whole bag of seeds over the top of the macaroni and cheese. Then
I turned quickly to the door. And tiptoeing silently, started to sneak out of
the kitchen.
“Stir
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