“Not so fast!” Melvin said as he and James raced along city streets, following the nasty alien smell.
“What do you mean?” James asked. “Don’t you want to find Margaret and Candace?”
“Of course. I was just practicing what to say once we find them.” Most likely there were bad guys involved, and you had to say the right thing. It was part of the Superhero’s Code.
It was a good thing that Melvin and James were as fast as a speeding bullet. They arrived at the beach just in time. Just in the nick of time, to be exact. They saw what looked liked aliens tossing Candace and Margaret into some kind of spaceship—an economy model, but still a spaceship.
“So that’s what alien underwear looks like,” Melvin said. It was even more disgusting than human underwear. It smelled worse, too. Actually, it was the socks that smelled, but Melvin could not tell where the stink was coming from. He was too busy running as fast as a speeding bullet.
The spaceship was surrounded by people who were saying things like “awesome” and “gnarly.”
Suddenly the spaceship vanished, which, of course, was really gnarly.
“Holy disappearing-alien-spaceship!” Melvin said. “Where’d it go?”
“It’s still there,” James said. “It’s just cloaked. Don’t you ever watch Star Trek?”
Holy disappearing-alien-spaceship, indeed! Melvin was strictly an Adventures of Thunderman person. He wasn’t all that familiar with cloaking.
“They cloaked because they’re getting ready to take off,” James said.
Sure enough, right then they heard the engines roar to life.
“Grab hold of something and hang on tight,” said Melvin.
They did. They grabbed hold of the invisible spaceship and hung on just as it lifted from the ground.
Before they knew it, they were moving at Gamma Speed and creating huge waves, leaving behind cries of “awesome” and “gnarly” as the surfers grabbed their boards and raced for the water.
Gamma Speed was pretty darn fast. Melvin and James soon found themselves traveling through outer space.
“Can I ask you something, Melvin?” James said.
“Shoot.”
“We’re in outer space, right?”
“Yep.”
“So how are we able to breathe?”
Melvin looked at his friend. “The same way Superman does. Besides, haven’t you ever heard of suspension of disbelief?”
“What?”
“Never mind. Let’s get on with the story.”
Yes, boys, let’s.
As the two superheroes sped along on the invisible spaceship, Melvin began to feel around for a seam in the metal surface, something he could pry open. What he found was even better—a door handle. At least it felt like one. In a few seconds the spaceship uncloaked. It was some kind of hatch, all right. Melvin tugged with all his might and ripped it from its hinges.
He tossed it to the side. “James, follow me. I found a way in.”
