Revenge of the Tiki Men! by Tony Abbott Read Free Book Online

But … hmm … what would a millstone be doing here in Grover’s Mill?”
    â€œUh … Dad?” Liz blinked. “Could this stone be, like, you know … the Grover’s Mill millstone?”
    Mr. Duffey gasped. “Daughter! You’ve done it! You’ve identified the most important artifact of our past! Yes! This is the Grover’s Mill millstone! Too bad there’s no more museum to display it.”
    THUMP! SCRAPE! THUMP! The stone Tiki men had nearly scraped and thumped their way to the top of the hill. The eyeballs readied themselves for a huge blast. Buddy Kool and his Mango Men were right behind them.
    Liz was quiet for a while. She looked into the faces of all the townspeople around her. Then it hit her like a blast from a Tiki man’s eyeballs! “That’s what the stone tablet said! But what the great stone heads will steal… That’s Grover’s Mill. One past and future stone will heal. ”
    â€œWhat’s a past and future stone?” Sean asked.
    Liz turned to the crowd. “This millstone! It’s our past, but it’s also our future. The only chance we have against these heads is this stone. We need to dig it up. And then we need to—roll it!”
    â€œYes!” yelled Mike, jumping up and down. “Ka-pow! And down they go! It’s brilliant, Liz. It’s perfect! It’s a plan!”
    â€œI knew you’d do it!” Holly said.
    â€œLiz is the smart one, everybody says so,” Sean said, jumping into the hole with the others.
    And in a flash, every grown-up and every child was digging away at the earth. Within minutes, the huge wheel-shaped stone was standing upright before them. And just in time.
    ZZZZZ!
    â€œThe Tiki men!” cried Liz. “They’re getting ready to blast us! We have to hurry!”
    With Liz in the lead, the people of Grover’s Mill moved the giant millstone to the crest of the hill. They aimed it, gave it a little push, and let it go!
    RRRRRRR! The ground shook as the round millstone rolled downhill. It picked up speed, thundering over rocks and mounds. With every bounce, it rolled faster. And faster. And faster!
    It rolled right at the giant Tiki men. Their dark eyes flashed. It was almost as if they knew what was coming. But they just couldn’t move fast enough.
    KA—BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
    The famous Grover’s Mill millstone slammed into them like a bowling ball into pins. The Tiki heads exploded into millions of tiny Tiki pebbles! The sky rained Tiki dust!
    â€œBusted!” yelled Sean.
    â€œTotal gravel!” cried Holly.
    â€œThey’re all broken up about this!” said Jeff.
    â€œMajor Tiki headache!” shouted Mike.
    But the millstone kept rolling. Buddy Kool looked up at it. For the first time, it seemed as if he’d lost his cool. “Hey, people, wait! Can we talk? It’s the Mango Men you want. All I do is tell a few jokes!”
    The Mango Men didn’t seem to like that.
    They raised their sticks. “Ugh!” they cried.
    â€œHey, I don’t like your tone!” Buddy Kool took off down the hill. The Mango Men rushed after him.
    But the stone kept rolling. It thundered across what used to be Main Street and rumbled to the ball field.
    Buddy Kool dived below the pitcher’s mound into his fancy Junga-Lounge. The Mango Men chased him into the caves below.
    WHA—BOOOOM! The massive millstone crashed through the lounge’s bamboo door, roared across the floor after them, tipped in the shark pool, and fell flat on its side.
    Right over the cave entrance.
    RMMM! It stopped there. The entrance was plugged. Buddy Kool and the Mango Men were trapped in the caves. Forever.
    â€œPerfect shot!” Sean yelled from the hilltop.
    â€œYahoo!” whooped Mike, jumping up and down. “We did it!”
    The revenge of the Tiki men had failed.
    At that moment, the sounds of the jungle died down. All over town things went