Escape From The Drooling Octopod! - Plot & Excerpts
4 Pink Wars Those torpedo piranhas were closing fast. Another couple of heartbeats and the ship’s tail would be blown to smithereens. Being buried at sea had always sounded kind of heroic to Beamer, but that was in a blue sea, not a pink one . . . and not until he had at least gotten past puberty. At the last moment, the ship shot out of the pink ocean and kissed the sky. “We’re free!” they all cried at once. The torpedoes leaped out of the water behind them, but having only propellers, they fell back into the sea. As if they hadn’t already had enough pink beneath the sea, they also faced a pink sky — a lighter shade, of course. Commander MacIntyre turned the ship to head toward what looked like a large island. “Holy tamole! Even the land is pink!” said the captain. She was sounding a little more like Scilla at the moment, thought MacIntyre. Hmm, who’s Scilla? He couldn’t quite place the name, but somehow he knew that she had always hated the color pink. MacIntyre shook his head.
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