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the truck upright. The humans saw him then. Some screamed and fled into their vehicles. One man came up to Max and tried to stomp on him.
That was a big mistake. Max grabbed the human’s foot as it fell, then tossed the man forty feet—over a ditch and into a field.
The rest of the humans fled.
Max leapt ten feet, through the broken windshield, and waited on the dashboard for his comrades to find their own way into the massive machine.
He cast a spell upon the big rig. “Take me to my master’s flies . . .”
The truck’s engine grumbled and turned over, and in minutes it was roaring down the road, heading south.
Max hopped up onto the seat and used his rear legs to hold himself up. With a mighty effort he grabbed the steering wheel. He took great delight in turning the truck this way and that, swerving all over the road.
For four long hours, Max drove the truck unimpeded until at last he crossed the border from Oregon into California.
There, he passed a police car by the side of the road. A human inside the car spotted him, a large red toad, driving the truck.
Suddenly the small car raced out behind the truck, throwing a cloud of gravel and dust into the air. Lights on top of the car began to flash blue, red, and white. A siren sent out throbbing pulses of sound.
For long minutes the car followed, veering this way and that as the officer tried to get a better look at Max. Soon other police cars joined in, a long line of them—sixteen in all—doing a slow chase down the freeway.
The sight of it was unnerving. The sound of the sirens, their burps and stutters and wails, jarred Max’s ears.
“What do you think these humans want?” Brutus asked. “What kinds of weapons do you think they have?”
One police car roared up beside the Toad Warrior. The human driver picked up a megaphone and shouted to Max, “Pull over! We have you surrounded. Pull over now!”
Max cast a spell to let him understand human speech. He looked out the window to the police officer. The man was pale with fear. Apparently the police officer had never done battle with a magic cane toad before.
“Who are you to command the great Toad Warrior!” Max shouted. He spun the wheel, veered into the police car, and sent it hurtling off the road.
“What are you doing?” Brutus cried. “They have us surrounded! You must be mad!”
Max laughed. He slammed on the brakes, and a second police car smashed into the back of the big rig.
That seemed to anger the humans. They began pulling up behind Max’s truck, trying to get near. He swerved as he raced down the road, knocking police cars into the ditch one after another.
Suddenly he saw a police car blocking the road just ahead. Its human driver stood off to the side of the road. Max barreled into the car. It exploded into a brilliant fireball, and for a moment all was flame and searing heat as the truck passed through the wreckage.
But the human got his vengeance.
Just as Max passed the policeman, all of the tires on his truck blew. Suddenly he was driving on steel rims. Sparks flew up from the pavement, and the truck made a grinding noise. The vehicle slowed to a crawl, and police cars wailed as they rolled along behind.
Max shook his head sadly.
Ah, he thought, for the good old days, when I used to ride a mammoth.
Chapter 9
REVELATIONS
Sometimes, one little piece of knowledge can change an animal’s destiny and shape the world.
—RUFUS FLYCATCHER
“I think we need to have a little talk,” Butch Ravenspell said only a few minutes later. He looked very grim, with his bald head and bulging muscles, and as soon as he spoke, Amber and everyone else scurried to the couch.
He stood for a long minute, looking at Amber’s suitcase full of money.
“Now, I want to ask you once again: who gave this to you?”
“Just some man who wanted to be my friend,” Amber said.
“A man who wants to be your friend?” Butch said, his tone sounding as if he were disgusted.
Mona chimed in,
That was a big mistake. Max grabbed the human’s foot as it fell, then tossed the man forty feet—over a ditch and into a field.
The rest of the humans fled.
Max leapt ten feet, through the broken windshield, and waited on the dashboard for his comrades to find their own way into the massive machine.
He cast a spell upon the big rig. “Take me to my master’s flies . . .”
The truck’s engine grumbled and turned over, and in minutes it was roaring down the road, heading south.
Max hopped up onto the seat and used his rear legs to hold himself up. With a mighty effort he grabbed the steering wheel. He took great delight in turning the truck this way and that, swerving all over the road.
For four long hours, Max drove the truck unimpeded until at last he crossed the border from Oregon into California.
There, he passed a police car by the side of the road. A human inside the car spotted him, a large red toad, driving the truck.
Suddenly the small car raced out behind the truck, throwing a cloud of gravel and dust into the air. Lights on top of the car began to flash blue, red, and white. A siren sent out throbbing pulses of sound.
For long minutes the car followed, veering this way and that as the officer tried to get a better look at Max. Soon other police cars joined in, a long line of them—sixteen in all—doing a slow chase down the freeway.
The sight of it was unnerving. The sound of the sirens, their burps and stutters and wails, jarred Max’s ears.
“What do you think these humans want?” Brutus asked. “What kinds of weapons do you think they have?”
One police car roared up beside the Toad Warrior. The human driver picked up a megaphone and shouted to Max, “Pull over! We have you surrounded. Pull over now!”
Max cast a spell to let him understand human speech. He looked out the window to the police officer. The man was pale with fear. Apparently the police officer had never done battle with a magic cane toad before.
“Who are you to command the great Toad Warrior!” Max shouted. He spun the wheel, veered into the police car, and sent it hurtling off the road.
“What are you doing?” Brutus cried. “They have us surrounded! You must be mad!”
Max laughed. He slammed on the brakes, and a second police car smashed into the back of the big rig.
That seemed to anger the humans. They began pulling up behind Max’s truck, trying to get near. He swerved as he raced down the road, knocking police cars into the ditch one after another.
Suddenly he saw a police car blocking the road just ahead. Its human driver stood off to the side of the road. Max barreled into the car. It exploded into a brilliant fireball, and for a moment all was flame and searing heat as the truck passed through the wreckage.
But the human got his vengeance.
Just as Max passed the policeman, all of the tires on his truck blew. Suddenly he was driving on steel rims. Sparks flew up from the pavement, and the truck made a grinding noise. The vehicle slowed to a crawl, and police cars wailed as they rolled along behind.
Max shook his head sadly.
Ah, he thought, for the good old days, when I used to ride a mammoth.
Chapter 9
REVELATIONS
Sometimes, one little piece of knowledge can change an animal’s destiny and shape the world.
—RUFUS FLYCATCHER
“I think we need to have a little talk,” Butch Ravenspell said only a few minutes later. He looked very grim, with his bald head and bulging muscles, and as soon as he spoke, Amber and everyone else scurried to the couch.
He stood for a long minute, looking at Amber’s suitcase full of money.
“Now, I want to ask you once again: who gave this to you?”
“Just some man who wanted to be my friend,” Amber said.
“A man who wants to be your friend?” Butch said, his tone sounding as if he were disgusted.
Mona chimed in,
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