Chapter Two: Who are They and How Do They Know?
Lewis snapped, "Well yeah it was kinda your fault." Wilbur opened his mouth to make a
good comeback, but then Lewis said, "Remember, I'm your father and I can ground you." Wilbur
folded his arms across his chest and said, "Correction: you're my dad in the future. In this time,
you're my best friend, and I can say whatever I want!"
Lewis shrugged. Then, all of a sudden, the light from the school went out and there were
screams. "The power's out!" Lewis said. "The science fair will probably now be rescheduled, so
you don't have to worry about missing anything," Wilbur pointed out.
Lewis shrugged again. "I guess you're right," he said. There was a slight pause, then
Lewis said, "It's beginning to rain really hard. We should get to my—our—house. I know a
shortcut through the park."
"Fine with me, though I'll have to go back to the future after the rain stops so I can stop
the ants." Wilbur said. Lewis asked, "Why don't you just go back in time about five minutes and
stop yourself from ever knocking over the ants?" Wilbur was already on his way out from behind
the tree, but he turned and said simply, "This is more fun."
Lewis rolled his eyes and they dashed to the park. All of a sudden, Lewis stopped short.
Wilbur stopped, "Why did you stop? We have to get out of the rain! You know I hate showers!"
Lewis just stood there, eyes wide. Then he said, "I saw someone! Something moved over there!"
"Lewis, this is no time to freak me out!" Wilbur snapped. "No, I'm serious! Watch!" Lewis
protested. So Wilbur did. Ironically, he actually listened to someone. A crack of lightning lit up the
sky, revealing three shadows about twenty feet away from them. "AAAAHHHHH!!" Wilbur and
Lewis yelled in unison.
Suddenly, the figures zoomed over and clamped their hands over the two boys' mouths.
"Shhh! We won't hurt you. We swear we won't hurt you!" one of the figures said. "So when we
take our hands away, will you shut up?" another figure asked. Wilbur and Lewis nodded. The
figures removed their hands.
"Okay, now we need to get out of the rain," the first figure said. Lewis said, "How old are
you guys?" Wilbur shot him a quizzical look. "Thirteen," the three figures said together in unison.
"Perfect! You can come over to my house and I can tell my parents that you are from my school
and were at the science fair!" Lewis said.
Wilbur cleared his throat and said, "Lewis, I need to say something to you in private."
Lewis nodded and said, "Excuse me." Wilbur nodded and they turned their backs. "So what do
you need to tell me?" Lewis whispered. "Just this:" Wilbur took a deep breath and yelled, "ARE
YOU CRAZY?!?!?!?"
"What?" Lewis asked. "You meet three random teenagers in the park then invite them
over to your house. Yeah, that's exactly what anyone would do, especially if they were teenagers
that could kill them," Wilbur said half-sarcastically. "Wilbur, they promised they wouldn't hurt us!"
Lewis protested. "That's what every murderer says. I've seen this in movies. They say they won't
hurt you, then the next thing you know, you're on the ground with a knife at your throat!" Wilbur
snapped.
"Excuse me, but we can hear every word you're saying," the first figure butted in. Wilbur
sighed and said, "Fine. Invite them over. But don't say I didn't warn you whenever we're on the
floor, tied up, with knifes at our throats." Lewis rolled his eyes and eventually they were at Lewis's
house.
They knocked on the door. Lucille opened it. "You're home, Lewis! Oh, and you brought
Bilbur and three other friends!" she said. "It's Wilbur," Wilbur said, annoyed. "Right! Oh, come on
in! You're soaked! Let me get you some towels!" Lucille began to get all mother-like. "Actually, I'm
fine without a towel," the first "figure" said. "Oh, ok! Well, you kids have fun!" Lucille said.
Lewis led everyone to his lab. They all sat Indian-style on the floor. "Now hopefully you
can tell us your names, right?" Lewis said. "Sure, I'm Lily Lufanda," the second "figure" said. "My
name is Sierra Knite," the third figure said. "And I'm Kilbur Jona," the first figure said.
"Okay, so why did you stop us in the park?" Lewis asked. Kilbur sighed and said, "Should
I tell them?"
"Do it!" Sierra said. Kilbur said, "I know who you are. Cornelius Robinson and his future
son Wilbur Robinson. You're from the year 2037." Wilbur's jaw dropped, "How do you know that?"
Kilbur looked to Sierra and Lily, and they nodded. "Wilbur, don't freak out. But we are also from
the future. We know your garage code and took the other Time Machine. We followed you here
because you knocked over Lizzy and Ember's ants and now they have taken over the future!"
"You stole our Time Machine?!" Wilbur yelled. Kilbur winced at the sudden outburst. "Ok,
a: we borrowed it, and b: did you realize you just screamed that you have a Time Machine to the
entire neighborhood?!" she said.
A wave of shock came over Wilbur, "Oh. Rats." Kilbur's eyes darted from Wilbur to Lewis.
She then took off her green backpack and said, "I brought the Chargeball glove, Havoc Gloves,
etc. to help us save the future."
"How'd you get those?!" Wilbur demanded. "We're from the future. It's not exactly
uncommon to have a Varsity Chargeball glove," Kilbur pointed out, holding the Chargeball glove.
"You know, every moment we're sitting here is a moment that Queen Lizzy and Queen Ember are
taking over the future," Lily suddenly put in. "You know, why don't we just take the Time Machine
back twenty minutes ago and stop Wilbur from bumping the ants over?" Sierra repeated what
Lewis asked. "That's what I said!" Lewis said. Kilbur and Wilbur turned to face Sierra and said in
unison, "It's more fun to do it this way."
"Guys, we have to go!!" Lily emphasized. "Fine, okay! See you two on the front lawn of
this place in 30 years!" Kilbur said. "Wait! We have to pause time!" Wilbur said and pressed the
button on his watch. Everything froze. "Okay, now lets get to the Time Machines!" Wilbur said.
"By the way, where's yours—er—our other one?"
"Right next to yours!" Kilbur said. As the group hurried outside, they found the rain had
frozen in place! "I could enjoy this," Kilbur said and pushed a raindrop to the side. "Focus!" Lewis
snapped and they ran to the Time Machines. As soon as they got there, they got in, typed in the
keypad October 5th, 2037 and they were off.
Oh man…Wilbur is so gonna get everyone in trouble! It's him, it's what he does!