Alcatraz Versus the Shattered Lens (Alcatraz 4) - Page 19

“No, that was the rock hitting the ceiling. We really need to stop those!”

“Arr!”

“Wait, what?”

“It’s me, Kaz. I was going to say, 'Are you guys done jabbering yet?' But I stubbed my toe."

“Arr!"

"Kaz!"

"That time it wasn't me. It was Sexybeard the pirate'"

"Hey, guys. Arr."

"Whatever."

“Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me three times, and I'll hire you as my lawyer."

“Wait, I'm lost."

"That's not surprising for you, Kaz.”

"Who's talking?"

"I am.”

"Who are you?"

"Aluki."

"When did you get here?"

“Oh, a page back or so. Looked like a real dangerous conversation to get into.”

"Alcatraz, the rocks! We have to stop them'"

“We need more teddy bears. Wow. Never thought I'd ever use that sentence."

"Nobody has more bears."

"Yes . . . but I just thought of something to fix that.”

"Should I be scared?"

"Probably.”

“Always remember, foursight is what Oculators have when wearing their lenses.”

“Shiver me timbers!”

“All right, Aydee. I’ve got a question for you. It’s going to be a hard one. The hardest math problem you’ve ever seen.”

“Er . . . I don’t know . . .”

“Alcatraz, are you sure you want to do this?”

“No.”

“Great. That’s comforting.”

“It’s the best thing I’ve got right now. Aydee, I’m going to ask you a math question, and I want you to keep the number in your head. Only spit it out when we get done, all right?”

“Okay . . .”

“Take one and fourteen.”

“Er . . .”

“Then take away nine.”

“Right.”

“Then multiply by seventy-four."

“Um . . .”

"Then subtract three."

"Well ..."

"Then take the square root of that."

"What's a square root?"

"Then take one third of that."

"Got it."

"Then multiply by negative one."

"Okay”

"What?"

"Hush, Bastille. Then add the number of inches in a foot."

"That's easy."

"It is? I'm lost."

"Quiet, Kaz. Then add eleven billion."

“Okay . . ."

"Then subtract eleven and one billion."

“This is getting hard."

"Then take the square root of that."

"Oh, I remember! A square root is a carrot that doesn't know how to dance, right?"

"Batten down the hatches!"

"Then subtract one. That's exactly the number of purple bear grenades we have left. How many have we got, Aydee?"

"Uh . . . er . . . um . . ."

"I think her brain is going to explode, Al."

"Hush. You can do it, Aydee. I know you can.”

"I . . . carry the one . . . multiply by i. Take the complex derivative of Avogadro's number . . . I've got it, Alcatraz! Five thousand, three hundred and fifty-seven. Wow! I didn’t know we had that many bears!"

Kaz, Bastille, and I glanced at one another. Then we looked at Kaz's pack, which held the bears. He took it off in a flash, throwing it away.

He was just fast enough. The pack ripped apart and a mountain of teddy bears burst free - 5,357 of them, to be precise. T

hey flooded out, piling on top of one another, making a mountain of purple exploding teddy bears as large as a building.

"Aydee, you're amazing," I said.

"Thanks! I think I'm getting better at math. I hope it doesn't ruin my Talent."

"I think you're fine," Bastille said dryly, picking herself up off the ground from where she'd ducked, anticipating the explosion of teddy bears.

"That's a big ol' mound of bears," Kaz said, folding his arms. "I think it's time to hunt us some robots."

"Be careful, Your Majesty," Wink warned. "Some robots are unbearable."

"Your Majesty," Mink said, brushing off her wrap.

"Perhaps you should decide what to do with the prisoners first."

I glanced to the side. The guards were still standing there, watching over the group of suit-, skirt-, and bow-tie-wearing Librarians. The Mokians looked very anxious. The Librarians seemed bored.

"Do we have a dungeon or something?" I asked. "We should . . ." I trailed off, noticing something odd. Frowning, I stepped forward. One of the captive Librarians, huddled near the middle, was hiding her face, looking pointedly away from me. She had blond hair and an angular face. As she tried to keep hidden, I caught her eyes and recognized them for certain.

"Mother?" I asked, shocked.

CHAPTER 6.02214179 x 1023

Are you surprised? My mother showed up completely unexpectedly in Tuki Tuki when I just happened to be there fighting? How unforeseeable!

What? You're not surprised? Why not? Is it because my mother has unexpectedly shown up in every single one of these books so far? (It's a mathematical law: one point is a point, two points a line, three points a plane, four points a cliché. I think Archimedes discovered it first.)

This plays into one of the big problems for writers. You see, we tend to skip the boring parts. If we didn't, our novels would be filled of sections like this one:

I got up in the morning and brushed my teeth, then went to the bathroom and took a shower. Nothing exciting happened. I ate breakfast. Nothing exciting happened. I went out to get the newspaper. I saw a squirrel. It wasn't very exciting. Then I came in and watched cartoons. They were boring. I scratched my armpit. Then I went to the bathroom again. Then I took a nap. My evil Librarian mother did not show up and harass me. That evening, I clipped my toenails. Yippee.

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