Petty. We canât risk any more stops,â said Josh. He looked left and right as they glided low across the grass. âItâs not safe down there!â
VROOOOOM! Danny ducked in the air. He swooped sideways as a dark shadow flitted past him. âItâs not safe up here, either!â he yelled. He looked up to see a dark flash of feathers and claws zooming around in a circle above them. A starling. Its sleek oil-colored feathers glinted in the sun. It turned back to have another try at pecking him out of the air.
âDOWN!â shrieked Josh. He dropped like a stone into the grass. Danny followed. Two thuds later, they were hidden in a thicket of green that rose just above their heads. Breathlessly they crouched and waited. âDonât move!â whispered Josh. âIt will only see us if we move.â The starling swooped low over the grass. It made an ear-splitting screechy noise and then flew away.
âIt didnât see us!â gasped Danny. âIt couldnât make us out. Look! Weâre exactly the same color as the grass!â
âCamouflage,â said Josh. His feelers quivered with shock. âWeâre meadow grasshoppers. Designed to look nearly invisible in grass.â
âOK, so weâre quite safe here then,â sighed Danny. âBut how are we ever going to find Petty Potts if we canât leap up and look around? And what time is it? Weâll be late back to school, and then weâll be in trouble. Ohâthis is so not good! I thought we might get to have a bit of fun for a change. But oh no, weâre just fast food with feelers, as usual.â He spat out another blob of brown goo. âSorry.â
Petty Potts was annoyed. Sheâd managed to entice three or four squirrels over to her bench in the last hour. Each of them had scampered off with her special peanuts.
She knew, obviously, that there wasnât much point in trying to get a squirrel to swig a bit of strange-looking potion out of a plastic bottle. No, she had brought a tin cup along in her bag. Sheâd put a little of the potion into it. Then she dropped some peanuts in it and made them good and S.W.I.T.C.H.y. Then she set the peanuts down, one by one, at the far end of the wooden park bench. She waited for the bold squirrels to show up and steal them. She had been careful to wear disposable plastic gloves. She had no intention of S.W.I.T.C.H.ing herself! One day she might, but she was quite old and might not recover from it.
Petty dug deep into her coat pocket. She pulled out a little green velvet box. Opening it up, she gazed wistfully at the two shining glass cubes inside it. She picked up one of them. She held it up to the light. It sparkled in the sun. The hologram of a tiny lizard could be clearly seen inside it.
âOne out of six!â she sighed. She put the cube back in the box, next to the other cube. It had a slightly different hologram inside it. She sighed. âTwo out of six. Which adds up to one-third of the formula to make REPTOSWITCH. Well, Iâm glad to have you two,â she murmured at the cubes. âBut what about the other four, eh? Where did I hide the others? If only that scurrilous waste of space Victor Crouch hadnât burnt out my memory, I would know! Iâd have the bug formula and the reptile formula. There might even be mammal or bird formula one day, for all I know! But if Josh and Danny donât find the rest of your little cube family, I may never know!â
Nobody was nearby to hear Petty talking to herself. That was probably just as well. Petty talked to herself quite a lot. She found it was the only way to get an intelligent answer.
âOf course, they donât understand how important this is. I am changing the world! But all theyâre worried about is getting to school on time. Honestly! Children today have no sense of adventure.â
Petty snapped the little green box shut and put it on her lap. She