wall.
Then he went back for the mirror and pulled it over the pencil like a seesaw.
âUm, now is not the time to play, Sean!â Mike said, his voice getting tinier and tinier.
âItâs an old trick my dad taught me,â Sean said. âNow comes the crazy part.â
Sean climbed the wall and waved. âHey, Moto-Morons! Over here! Yoo-hoo, Meat-o Heads!â
That did the trick. The Moto-Men immediately jerked over to the Drive-in. Sean jumped down and crouched on one end of the mirror.
WHIRRR! One Moto-Man climbed up to the top of the wall, towering over tiny Sean.
âExterminate!â it sang.
Sean jammed his thumbs in his ears and stuck out his tongue. âYou have a lousy voice!â
The giant blue metal Moto-Man began to jiggle. Its eyes flashed red sparks.
âSo, toys have feelings, too!â said Mike.
The Moto-Man leaped in robotic anger at the boys and landed right on the seesaw mirror.
BOING! The boys went flying!
Yes! It worked! The old âWheat-O on the spoonâ trick!
Butâoh, no!âthe force was too great!
The mirror shot up, hit the ceiling, and fell at the exact same time that Sean went blasting feetfirst across the shop!
Suddenly, a face appeared at the shop door. Gruker hunched over the horrible machine. His nose flared wide with evil delight. âGood! More tiny leetle peepâpeepâ pooooth!â
Seanâs stinky feet shot like bullets directly into the evil manâs nostrils!
One in each.
Grukerâs nose exploded in a huge snort. âI hate anchovies!â
But it was too late! The evil toymakerâs evil hand had already hit the evil switch.
Holly came bursting through the door, just as the room exploded in a blast of purple light!
12
The Zone Thatâs Weird
Z ing! Zing! Zing! BLAMMO!
Hollyâs little mirror tumbled down in front of the shrinking gun at the exact instant the ray went off.
âOoof!â gasped Sean, still in midair.
âOoof!â gasped Mike, squished in his pocket.
âOoof!â gasped Dr. Gruker, doubling over onto the floor.
Smoke instantly filled the air.
Sean crashed against a bunch of stuff and landed back in the middle of Main Street.
He looked through the smoke and saw two figures jump up and run over to him. It was Holly and Jeff. Their footsteps echoed off the sides of the buildings.
âOh, no!â cried Sean. âNot you, too!â
Holly ran closer. âSean, are you all right?â
Sean stood up and dusted himself off. âYeah, but, you guys. Man, Iâm sorry. Youâreââ
âThat blast almost destroyed the whole shop,â said Jeff.
âWhat?â asked Sean. Then, as the smoke cleared, Sean noticed something different about Main Street. It wasnât made of sandpaper.
He looked up. And there was sky over him! Real sky. Not a painted blue ceiling.
He whirled around. There was the toy shop behind him, smoke streaming from the windows and door.
âHey! This isnât miniature Groverâs Mill,â gasped Sean. âItâs real Groverâs Mill! Filled with real people! And Iâm big again!â
Sean hugged his sister and jumped up and down on Main Street. On Main Street in the exact center of intergalactic weirdness. âHolly! Holly! Your mirrorâit worked! It reversed the shrinking ray. Iâm big again!â
Then he stopped. âWait. Whereâs Mike?â Sean started for the store. âMike? Mike!â
A sudden pain hit his stomach. âOoof!â He doubled over. Something was happening to him. He felt weird. âOh, no! Not again!â
KRIPPPPP!
Seanâs pocket tore open and full-sized Mike Mazur came blasting out into the dirt.
Holly stood back. âThat was weird.â
Jeff ran over and helped Mike up. âYou must be Mike Mazur, the new kid.â
âUm, I think so.â Mike smiled a little smile and dusted off his shirt. âNice town youâve