Attack of the Killer Frogs by Peter Clover Page B

balloon bursting, and Lily found herself covered in stinking green slime.
    The second frog fell to the floor. It burst with a dull ‘bloop’ when it hit the ground.
    The third frog snarled. Lily shoved the mop handle at it. The frog bit the end of the stick. Snap! The end came away, leaving a sharp point.
    The frog tried to bite her leg. Its sharp teeth ripped a hole in her jeans.
    Lily jabbed at the frog with the mop stick. The frog burst! Green gunk hit the walls.
    Lily kicked at the door. “Mum! Dad!” She rattled the handle. “Wake up!”
    Then she heard a low growl. Slowly, Lily turned around.
    Old One-eye was on the landing. He was even bigger than Lily had thought – like a green space-hopper with legs.
    Lily’s mouth went dry. She leaned back against the door, too tired to move.

Chapter Seven

Old One-Eye
    The big frog grinned with a mouthful of fangs. Green, gloopy spit dribbled onto the floor.
    Lily was so scared she almost fell down.
    Old One-eye lumbered towards her.
    â€œMum… Dad …” she whispered. Then the door opened behind her and Lily fell into Dad’s arms.
    â€œWhat the –” Dad began.
    The giant frog jumped at him. Dad pushed Lily aside just in time. The monster landed on his chest. Dad fell to the floor.

    Mum screamed as Dad struggled with the huge frog.
    Razor sharp teeth gnashed, inches from his face. The frog clawed at Dad, shredding his pyjamas.
    Lily stabbed at the frog with her spear.
    But this frog was much tougher than the others.
    Dad kicked the frog away. Lily ran to his side.
    Old One-Eye took a flying leap at him.
    Lily held her stick out in front of her. The frog landed right on its point. It fell back, kicking.
    Mum, Dad and Lily watched as the monster frog slowly melted down into a gloopy, stinking puddle.

    Dad called the police. But it was hours before they came. And all the slimy puddles had dried up.
    They told their story. They thought that Blue Harvest’s strange chemicals had turned the frogs into monsters.
    â€œBut there’s nothing here,” said the policeman. “There’s no proof!”
    Suddenly, there was a loud, “Meow!”
    It was Missy. She was dragging something huge and slimy through the cat flap.
    â€˜Missy!” said Lily. “You’re OK!”
    Lily scooped up the ginger cat. Then she stared down, with the others, at the giant tadpole that gasped and squirmed on the floor.

First published 2012 by A & C Black
    This electronic edition published September 2012
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