Monster Blood IV

20

“Oh, nooooo!” Evan screamed.

He tried to slam the door shut. But Monster Blood creatures bounced into the doorway, blocking the door.

“There are hundreds of them!” Kermit shrieked. “And — and they’re all hairy!”

As the big blobs bounced past the two boys into the basement, Evan gaped into the little bathroom in shock.

Dozens and dozens of the blobs bounced and drank and growled and chomped their pointy teeth. Their sleek blue skin was now covered in thick tufts of long black hair.

Water poured from the sink faucets. The hairy blue creatures bobbed over the sink, gulping thirstily. Others hovered over the toilet, drinking their fill.

Evan gripped the doorknob so hard, his hand ached. He stared into the room, too horrified to move.

“The walls…” he murmured in a trembling whisper. “Oh, no. The walls…”

The walls and ceiling and floor were covered with a layer of oozing blue slime. The pipe under the sink had been chewed clear through. Creatures bobbed beneath it, sucking up water. Others drank from puddles on the slime-covered floor.

“What are we going to—” Kermit started.

He didn’t finish his sentence. A deafening POP rocked the little room as two Monster Blood creatures exploded to become four. A wave of cold, wet slime washed over Evan and Kermit.

Evan staggered back as several growling creatures bounced out of the bathroom. He saw three others pushing their way out through the basement window. Two were bouncing on the stairs.

“We’ve got to stop them!” he cried as another explosion and another flying wave of slime shook the room.

“But how?” Kermit whined.

Evan didn’t have a chance to answer. A wet blue blob leaped onto his shoulder. With an angry snarl, it sank its teeth into Evan’s sweatshirt.

Evan uttered a groan of pain. “It — it’s sucking…” he stammered.

He ducked, swung around. And batted it away with a hard punch.

The creature roared furiously — and dove for Kermit.

Kermit dodged away — and fell over a hairy blue blob. “Help me—!” he cried out as he landed on his back in a thick slime puddle. “They’re totally fierce now!”

Kermit is right, Evan realized. There’s nothing cute about these creatures now. They are ferocious — and deadly.

POP! POP!

And there are more of them every second!

Evan ducked away from another attacking creature. He reached both hands out and pulled Kermit to his feet.

“They’re all getting away!” Evan declared.

“Maybe we should let them!” Kermit declared.

Evan glared at his cousin. “Do you want to be responsible for wrecking the whole town? OWWWW!” He cried out as a hairy blob bit into his ankle.

Evan kicked the creature away.

Kermit shook his head. “They drank up all my hair-growing formula. I’ll never be able to mix it right again.”

We were going to use it for my revenge against Conan, Evan thought bitterly. Well… forget that idea.

“We don’t have time to worry about your hair formula,” Evan told his cousin.

POP!

Another wave of slime slapped the bathroom wall.

“If they keep multiplying and multiplying,” Evan said, “they could outnumber the people in this town. They could drink up the whole water supply. Drain all the flowers and plants. They could keep spreading and spreading — and drink up the entire country!”

Kermit gulped. “And it would be all my fault. I opened the can.”

The growls and snarls and chomps of jagged teeth were deafening. Hairy blue creatures bounced out the window, up the steps, all around the basement.

“We have to get rid of them somehow,” Evan moaned. “No. We can’t just get rid of them. We have to kill them!”

“Oh, wow,” Kermit muttered. Then his expression brightened. “I have an idea!” he declared.