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Marla Frazee
D is n e y hyperion
Los Angeles
New York
(sketch)
weighs as much as eighty elephants. But remember, the effect will barely be
Dont forget the Airbus A380. That plane is
huge. There it is, on the horizon. Joe flattened
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(sketch)
Arlo helped Waylon up. I told you yesterday, youre on my team. Youre supposed to
spend recess with us. We have a name now.
Shark-Punchers.
A bunch of boys had followed Arlo. They
bared their shark teeth and head-butted each
other.
Shark-Punchers. Thats our signature
(sketch)
Waylong
beaming
one back
Willy.
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waiting for the bus. Sorry about recess, Waylon told Joe. We can try again next month.
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Neon glaring
at Waylon
stood up.
Waylon scrambled out. Maybe you missed
it. You try, and Ill watch. He shoved the earmuffs at her. Please?
Neon gave Waylon another eye roll, but she
clamped on the earmuffs.
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So? he asked. Did you hear your living-sounds? Did they disappear?
Neon nodded. She looked dazed, but definitely happy.
Waylon, on the other hand, didnt know how
he felt. He hadnt blinked once. He was positive Neon hadnt rearranged herself anywhere.
No teleportation, which was a pretty big disappointment.
On the other hand, knowing that shed had
the same experience made him feel surprisingly
great. These days, Neon seemed determined to
live in a different world, locked in her room,
typing away on a secret project nobody was
even allowed to ask about.
Waylon missed his sister. A lot.
He sank down beside her. What do you
think it is?
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