29 - Monster Blood III by R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead) Read Free Book Online

to enjoy this. It was supposed to be
sweet revenge.
    But Evan was terrified, too.
    How much bigger would the huge yellow blob grow? Could they stop it? Or would it grow and grow and grow until it filled
the entire basement?
    “Evan—help me!” Kermit cried. “I’m trapped back here!”
    The dough began to shake harder. It bobbed up against the basement ceiling.
    Evan glanced down and realized he was still holding a chunk of candy bar in
his hand. The chocolate had started to melt.
    Evan started to pop the candy into his mouth—just as the giant dough ball
exploded with a deafening roar.

 
 
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    “ULP!”
    Evan swallowed hard as the doughy goop exploded. The force of the blast sent
the candy chunk flying down his throat.
    He started to cough and choke.
    With a hard splat, globs of sticky dough hit him in the face. The
yellow goo spread over his hair and covered his eyes.
    “Hey!” Evan choked out. He frantically wiped the dough from his eyes,
blinking hard.
    He could taste it on his tongue. “Yuck!” He spit it out and rubbed the sticky
stuff off his lips. Then he pulled thick wads of goo off his face.
    “It’s stuck to my hair!” Andy wailed.
    “Help me! Help me!” Kermit’s cries sounded as if they were coming from far
away. Evan quickly saw why. Kermit was buried under a big heap of yellow goop.
    Pulling dough from his hair, Evan hurried behind the lab table. He reached
down with both hands and tugged Kermit up from under the dough.
    “Wow. I’m kind of dizzy!” Kermit cried. He leaned heavily against the lab
table. His hands slid in the yellow goo that covered the table.
    “I’ll never get it out of my hair!” Andy wailed, tugging at her hair with
both hands. “Never!” She turned to Evan. “It wasn’t supposed to explode. Just
get big. I guess something in the dough made it blow up.”
    Wiping dough off the front of his T-shirt, Evan gazed around the basement.
The yellow dough had splattered over everything. Now it dripped down the walls,
making soft plopping sounds as it hit the floor.
    “That was an awesome explosion!” Kermit declared. His eyeglasses were covered
with yellow goop. He pulled them off and squinted around the room.
    He turned to Andy. “Did you put something in the bowl?”
    “Never mind,” Andy replied, still pulling sticky yellow globs from her hair.
    Kermit tugged her arm. “What was it? What did you put in my mixture?”
    “Why do you want to know?” Andy demanded.
    “So we can do that again!” Kermit declared gleefully. “It was so awesome !”
    “No way we’re doing it again!” Evan moaned.
    Their revenge on Kermit hadn’t exactly worked out, Evan realized bitterly. Kermit should be in tears by now. Or he should
be quivering in fear and terror.
    Instead, his eyes were dancing with excitement and he was grinning from ear
to ear.
    We were total jerks! Evan thought sadly. Kermit is loving this!
    Kermit pulled out a cloth and cleaned his glasses. “What a mess!” he
declared, gazing around the room. “Evan, you’re going to be in major trouble
when Mom gets home.”
    Evan swallowed hard. He had forgotten about Kermit’s mom.
    She had given him one last chance to prove that he was a good baby-sitter.
    Now she was going to come home to a basement splattered with sticky yellow
goop from floor to ceiling. And Kermit was sure to tell her the whole thing was
Evan’s fault.
    Aunt Dee will tell everyone in the world why she had to take the job away
from me, Evan thought unhappily. And I’ll never get another baby-sitting job as
long as I live.
    Bye-bye, Walkman, he thought grimly. No way he’d ever earn the money for one
now.
    “This is your fault!” he snapped at Andy, pointing an accusing finger
at her. A spot of yellow dough stuck to his fingernail.
    “ My fault?” Andy shrieked. “ You’re the one who wanted to teach
Kermit a lesson!”
    “But you’re the one who wanted to use the Monster Blood!” Evan cried.
    “Look at my