CHAPTER 5
Joel walked into his house, cursing Maxwell. "Of all the places…" He was right to be upset. How on earth was he supposed to take over the world when Max was living next door? He opened up his map of the country. He had noticed quite a while ago that the land was shaped like an hourglass, with large mountains blocking the path. His only way to get his army to the southern border was through this small town, and that didn't look like it was going to be a small task. He had heard about Maxwell before. This was going to be tough. He chucked a pillow at the wall in frustration, and watched it melt into ink as it connected. "You're dead, Maxwell. You'll be the first casualty."
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Maxwell sat in his living room with his mom and dad, watching the news. "I guess there's no point in flipping the channel at the mention of the word "Scribblenaut", huh?"
"I guess not." His mom said with a grin.
As if on cue, the Scribblenaut-related news stories came on. "As you no doubt know, our town is believed to be the next in the Scribblenaut army's reign of destruction."
This took Maxwell's entire family by surprise. They hadn't been following this story. The news anchor continued.
"It is believed that Blackink's army of genetically engineered Scribblenauts, each more evil than the last, is going to attack this town next in an attempt to get to the southern border."
"Blackink…" Max muttered under his breath, followed by a string of words I won't bother writing for fear of having to up the rating. "I have to leave." he said as he ran out the door, Notebook in hand.