Denny was
hammering so hard he couldn’t hear Mason climbing over the fence. He didn’t even notice
his nosy neighbor until Mason was standing right next to him.
“What are you doing,
Denny?” Mason walked around the project for a better look. “It looks like you’re
making something out of an old microwave and air conditioner.”
“I'm building a time
machine.” Denny answered without looking up. He continued to hammer.
Mason scoffed. “You
can’t build a time machine.”
“Why not?” asked
Denny.
“You just can’t.
Now quit wasting time and come help me.” Mason tried to pull Denny away by the
shirt, but he wouldn’t budge.
“What do you need
help with?” asked Denny.
“I’m digging for
buried treasure,” said Mason. “You know how they say Old Man Gill buried his
gold under a tree somewhere before he died? Well, I think it’s under the big
oak tree by the abandoned barn and I’m gonna dig it up. If you help me then I’ll
let you keep a gold coin all for yourself.”
Denny considered
the proposition, then shook his head. “Nah, I’m gonna stay here.”
Mason sighed. “You’re
a dummy. You’re stupid time machine will never work and you’re gonna be sorry
when you see how rich I’ll get. Don’t come asking me for help when you’re poor
the rest of your life.”
Denny ignored him
and went back to work.
“Dummy,” Mason
muttered, then climbed over the fence again and ran off.
Denny finished
his time machine that night. His first priority was to travel back
a couple days and dig up Old Man Gill’s gold from under the big oak tree. Then
he replaced it with a box containing a stink bomb that would go off when it was
opened.
On his second
trip, he rode a stegosaurus.
I like this one, especially the last line.
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