Chapter 17

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 Through the windows of the spaceship Richard and Clamp saw a giant tentacle. It was as long as the tail of a comet, its suckers, which were the size of meteor craters, doing what suckers do best and sucking. EVERYWHERE. In fact, wherever Richard and Clamp looked, all they could see was tentacles and suckers, all tentacling and suckering and stopping them from escapering.

A voice interrupted the moment.

"PUNY SHRIMP!" it bellowed, sounding like someone playing a trombone underwater. "YOUR ESCAPE IS FUTILE! I COMMAND YOU TO STOP AND TO ACCEPT YOUR FATE!"

"It wants to eat us, doesn't it?" said Clamp.

"You two have a lot in common then," said Richard.

The awful voice continued.

"I am Kath Hoolu! Consumer of all things waterborne! Eater of creatures that dwell in the blue! Devourer of delicious little morsels that have gills! Cruncher of those little snail things that look like snails but are littler! Surrender to me now, or suffer a fate worse than death!"

Richard tapped a little microphone in front of him.

"First off, I am not a shrimp. I am a prawn."

"WORRY ME NOT WITH YOUR IDENTIY CRISIS!" Kath Hoolu bellowed back. "Worship me or the fate you shall suffer will be worse than a fate worse than death!"

"Does that mean more singing from the molluscs?" asked Richard.

Kath Hoolu gurgled and roared and spat.

"Thought so," said Richard, and hammered home the hyperspace drive lever.

This time it worked.

Space and time folded. Stars blinked.

And the spacecraft was gone.

"OH POONESS!" gurgled Kath Hoolu. And a moment later, ate the singing molluscs.

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