Chapter 12
"Come on, you or them." Robbie threatened.
"Don't do it Sportacus!" Trixie shouted. The above average hero seemingly ignored her as he moved toward the Littlizer. Mayor Meanswell shook his head and watched in horror as Sportacus stepped beneath the apparatus. Robbie pushed the button and the once twenty-one year old hero shrank to a ten year old. Then Robbie pushed the Mayor's chair under the Littlizer and Sportacus watched as he shrank the fifty year old down until he was ten as well. The chair and rope disappeared completely.
"I guess it wasn't that old of a chair." Robbie cracked. With a smirk, the villain turned the self-destruct switch and watched as it ticked away the seconds.
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1." He counted down. Sportacus was surprised as the machine sputtered and spat until the main working gears melted and fizzed.
"I've made some improvements since the last time." Robbie said.
"But I know there is something I forgot. Oh that's right. There is no off switch for the Mayor's house." He continued. Sportacus' eyes went wide and he ran toward the tube. Even in his younger state he wasn't about to let anything happen to the kids.
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While Sportacus was shrinking, Stephanie knew they needed to get out of the house or at least find a way to get the gas out.
"Stay awake guys. I'll be right back." She promised the three boys. Leaving them, she began to walk down the hall. It was getting harder and harder to breathe and her lungs screamed but she knew she had to keep walking. Finally she reached her room and grabbed the pink baseball bat that lay up against her closet door.
In what seemed like an eternity, she made her way down the hall. Once in the kitchen she tried to swing it at the window but the strength just wasn't there. Pixel saw what she was trying to do and helped her grip it. They swung the bat and cracked the glass of the bottom pane. Again they swung and the crack widened. A third strike caused the glass to shatter.
Stephanie then used the bat to clear any remaining glass as Pixel got Ziggy and Stingy. That's when she saw someone running toward them. I must be dreaming. That can't be Sportacus. She thought to herself. With the glass cleared, she stuck her head out the window and breathed in the fresh air.
That breathe helped to clear her thoughts a little but it wasn't a quick fix. The window wasn't big enough to squeeze anyone out of because of the window frame being stuck in place. Stephanie ducked back inside so she could help Stingy, Ziggy, and Pixel to the window. Suddenly, they heard something hitting the door.
Again and again Sportacus hit the door from the outside. He was still very strong for a ten year old and he was making good headway on it. A few more rams with his shoulder and the lock would hopefully break.
"Hang on guys!" The above average hero shouted. He knew that one more forceful hit would be enough. He raced back at least twenty feet and charged full speed at the door. Sportacus' shoulder hit the door at roughly fifteen miles an hour. It blew back off its hinges and made a perfect escape for the kids. Stephanie helped Ziggy out and Pixel helped Stingy. All four were finally out in the fresh air when they realized that Sportacus had not followed.
To Be Continued…