Gecko Gladiator

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Authors: Ali Sparkes
after them.
    â€œWAIT!”
    It was Melissa, waving two party bags. “The lady in Princessland said you two were our dragons!” she puffed, as she reached them. “You were so COOL! She said you must have these spare party bags. Here you go! Thanks for the fight!”
    And then she was gone, leaving them with the bags.
    Danny and Josh turned and ran.
    When they got home, they sank gratefully onto the grass in their front garden. Danny started foraging through his party bag. “Cake!” he announced, pulling out a large golden wedge of spongecake topped with thick, pink icing. Josh found one too, and they both stuffed the cake into their mouths, super hungry after all the excitement.

    â€œWhat else?” murmured Danny, digging into the bag again. “Bracelet—eurgh!” He chucked a stretchy beaded bracelet onto the grass. “Diddly DeeDee! Oh no! I never want to see another Diddly DeeDee!” He chucked that on top of the bracelet. “Jelly beans! Woohoo! Kazoo … not bad. And …” Then he stopped, puzzled. At the bottom of the bag was a bit of wadded-up notepaper.
    â€œJo-osh …” he said.
    Josh had been going through his bag too, finding all the same things … and now … he too had some wadded-up paper.
    What made them both go very quiet and stillwas the familiar spiky writing. They opened up the notes and saw they were exactly the same. Each read:
    HELLO AGAIN, JOSH AND DANNY.
    AMAZING ESCAPE!
    YOU ARE BOTH SO WORTHY
    OF THE DESTINY THAT
    AWAITS YOU …
    DARE YOU SEEK IT?

    Danny gulped and stared at Josh. “The Mystery Marble Sender!” he whispered. “They must have been right there in Princessland—watching us!”
    â€œI know,” breathed Josh, glancing all around them. “They could be here now!” He shivered.
    They read the next bit of their notes. The bit that always came next … the clue.
    DON’T BLOW OR SUCK—HUM IF YOU CAN.
    AND IF YOU CAN’T—YOU WIN!
    â€œWhat?” Danny stared at the note. “What kind of a clue is that?”
    But Josh was smiling. “An easy one. Which is just as well, because I’m not doing anything else good. No more adventures! I need a break!”
    â€œYou’ve just turned into your own granny,” observed Danny. But he knew what Josh meant. They needed a break from weirdness for a while.
    Josh picked up both the kazoos. “Here you go,” he said, handing one to Danny. It was a good quality one, chunky and made of metal. “Blow in it, and it won’t work. Sucking on it won’t work either.”
    â€œNo! You have to hum!” cried Danny, and he stuck the kazoo in his mouth, closed his lips around it, and hummed a little tune. It came out as a lively buzz.
    â€œYou can hum,” Josh said. “So you don’t win. Now let’s see …”

    He put the other kazoo to his lips and started humming. Nothing came out except a dull murmur. No buzzing. No humming. Josh grinned at Danny. “I win,” he said.
    And he tugged at the little round porthole-style window on the top of the metal barrel until it came off. Underneath this should have been a piece of tissue paper. But instead, he found something small and round. A lump of glass.
    He tipped it onto his palm.
    One perfect glass marble with a ribbon of color running through it. Getting out his magnifying glass, Josh could just make out the code inside—and the hologram of what looked like … a whale. “Yup—it’s another S.W.I.T.C.H. marble,” he confirmed. “But I think this one must be for you,” he chuckled, handing it to Danny.
    â€œOh very funny,” Danny said.
    The marble was pink.



amphibian: an animal that can live on land and in water
    antidote: something that takes away the bad effects of a poison or disease
    arachnid: A member of the group of animals that includes spiders and scorpions
    cellular: made from

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