Teen Franny looked angrily at Franny, who was struggling to free herself from the arms of the five-eyed monster. “So what was it?” Teen Franny said. “Some sort of a time machine? Sounds like something I might do.”
“That’s exactly what I did,” Franny said. “It’s a beautiful, classic piece of mad science.”
Teen Franny huffed and pushed one of her monsters out the window.
“Please,” Franny said. “You have to stop this. I mean—don’t get me wrong—I’m a huge fan of monsters, and I’m even fond of an occasional rampage. But what you’re planning is beyond that. This is not just mad science. This is evil mad science. Why are you doing this?”
Teen Franny’s eyes narrowed. “C’mon, Franny. You’re me. You know why.”
Franny shook her head. “Really, I don’t.”
Teen Franny cruelly flicked a spider with her finger. “The Science Fair, Franny. Remember the Science Fair?”