Page 62 - Jeremiah Lollipop
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“Military attack?” said Jeremiah, who was now changed back into his
boy shape again, “DID YOU SAY MILITARY ATTACK?”
The Flooble could not believe its eyes at what it saw next, because
Jeremiah had read an awful lot of comic books, and he knew what the
awesome, most amazingest war machines looked like, plus he had his
imagination to make them even more awesome and amazing.
On the screens the Floonle was watching he grew and grew. His legs
became mighty steel pistons, his arms bulged with weapons, his belly
formed into a cannon, his head bristled with armory and his back
sprouted massive jets.
“Wanna fight?” said Jeremiah, waggling his fingers like he’d seen Neo
do in the Matrix movie.
The Flooble seemed to have lost his tongue. It gurgled and spluttered
and swayed like it was about to die.
