Caily and the Slime
Monster
Caily was a happy six
year-old with a lot of curiosity. She
lived in a big house with her parents, a black and white Great Dane dog named
Ugland, and a calico cat named Astarte.
They liked to run and chase each other through the house until all would
get exhausted. The animals usually got
tired out before Caily.
The rain made everything
outside grey and dark. Caily’s friends
were sick with colds, so their mothers would not let them come over to play.
This rainy day Caily was
putting her auburn hair up in pigtails the way she liked it. Breakfast was over and she was still in her
pajamas. She wandered through the house
looking for something to do.
“We’re off to the store for a
while. Don’t leave the house,” her mom
yelled as her parents went out to the garage to drive away.
Caily shouted after them,
“Who’s in charge then?”
“Astarte is!” Dad yelled, and
they were off.
“OK, fine,” thought Caily to
herself. “I’ll just have to find
something to do.”
She found Dad’s guitar and
spent a few minutes with it strumming and trying to make a song. It didn’t sound the way she had hoped it
would, so she set it down and wandered around the house some more. She stopped at a hallway mirror. “Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the
greatest of them all?” Caily waited
patiently for a moment, and then prompted the Mirror in a whisper, “Why, YOU,
my dear!” She then replied to her
freckle-face in the mirror, “Oh, THANK YOU!”
And off she went, tearing around the house some more.
The string was hanging down
from the attic door. “Hmm…,” thought
Caily, “…I should check this out.”
Normally she wasn’t allowed up there.
Astarte followed Caily up the
steps after she pulled down the ladder.
“Hey cat, you can’t be up here, even if you are in charge.” Astarte ignored her and moved into the
attic. Astarte sniffed at some boxes and
then let out a loud meow. Then Caily saw
it, a glowing green slime about the size of a dinner plate. It had been sleeping, and now the cat woke it
up. An old doll had its feet stuck in
the slime. As the slime started moving,
Caily thought it seemed almost animal-like.
The slime was making a move
toward her. “Oh, you’re a BAD slime!”
shouted the spunky six year-old. The
slime was move to her and the attic ladder.
“It’s gunning for my feet!” she yelled to Astarte, but the cat was
already down the ladder. Caily was right
behind. And the slime was right behind
her. They all raced around the
house. Ugland the Great Dane joined in
the chase, thinking it was a game. He
soon realized that it wasn’t a game. He
howled loudly as the slime caught a paw.
He was stuck. Just then, the
doorbell rang.
Normally Caily wouldn’t open
the door if her parents were out, but this was different. This was an emergency. She opened the door. It was a delivery man with a package for
Mom. “Hey, is your mom here?”. Caily gave him a warning, but it was too late
– the slime moved in and jumped on his feet, sticking him to the doormat. “I’ll try to get help,” said Caily. “Ugland, go find me some shoes!”. The dog just looked at her. His paw was still stuck, and the slimy goop
was getting bigger each minute. “Bad,
BAD slime!” she shouted. Now she had to
dance around the green glowing goo. It
definitely wanted to get her.
The next-door neighbor came
over to see what was going on. “No, no,
stay away!” yelled Caily, but her neighbor was just too curious. The slime got her and she was now stuck next
to the deliveryman. Ugland was howling
like mad. The slime continued to gun for
Caily’s feet. “I’ve GOT to get my
shoes!” she growled.
After about 10 minutes of
this, more people started showing up, and soon there were three neighbors, two
friends, a policeman, and two neighborhood dogs stuck in the slime, which was
now moving down their street.
Caily made a sprint for her
bedroom. The shoes weren’t there. She remembered she left them in the car. She raced for the garage. Whew, good thing the parents took the
van. She quickly put on her shoes and
then came back to the house. The slime
was growing, and it looked angry.
Caily thought hard. She thought she remembered that slimes don’t
like salt. “That’s it,” she thought,
“I’ll get that ugly slime with some salt.”
She had to jump over the
nasty slime to get into the kitchen. It
almost snagged her this time. But she
got two salt shakers. “Aha, I’ll get you
now.”
The first one to free was
Ugland. The poor dog was really mad, and
all four paws were stuck. Even his tail
was stuck in the goo. Caily wanted to
cry when she saw Astarte – the cat was also stuck, evidently while trying to
free her dog friend. “I’m here and I’ll
get you free.” Caily sprinkled the salt
like mad. And it worked! The slime backed away quickly, and it even
let out a small scream. Caily’s pets
were free.
Caily gave Ugland a salt
shaker and told him what to do, “Go salt the slime, boy!” And off he went, shaking salt all over the
slime, helping Caily free the neighbors, and animals, the friends, the policeman,
and the deliveryman. Everyone cheered!
But it was too late for Caily
– she was now out of salt, and the slime now had her cornered. It wanted its revenge. “Bad, BAD slime!” she yelled as the green
glowing goo moved in and slimed her feet, legs, and hands. Just then, her parents came through the front
door to see their daughter morphing into a slime monster…
Copyright 2012, Robert B. Reeder
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