After yet another experiment Doctor Insectmaniac (the father of David and Rose) went on holiday after weeks of hard work in the lab. Leaving his children behind, forces them to attempt to fix his biggest failure yet: giant spiders!
A normal Sunday afternoon? Not likely.
“Aaaaahh!” screamed Dave, “This was your plan!?”
A great looming silhouette of a spider with venom dripping down its fangs: readied its cutlery for dinner…
On Sunday morning, Rose got up at precisely 5:55 to catch the daily 6 0’clock news. Shortly after, Dave came down to ask what was on.
“Let’s see…” she replied turning on the TV.
“TWO DAYS AGO, 8 GIANT SPIDERS WERE SPOTTED ESCAPING OUT OF A SCIENCE LAB IN CHERRY HINTON; SUPPOSEDLY OWNED BY THE INSECT MAD: DOCTOR INSECTMANIAC.”
“Dad!” they said in unison.
“THESE ARACHNIDS ARE THE SIZE OF CARS AND HAVE BEEN WREAKING HAVOK AROUND THE CITY OF CAMBRIDGE. COLOSSAL WEBS BETWEEN OFFICE BUILDINGS, HALF EATEN CITIZENS AND A TRAIL OF CHAOS HAS FOLLOWED THEM! NOT EVEN THE MILITARY CAN STOP THEM. AT THIS RATE, BY THE END OF THIS WEEK WE’LL ALL BE IN A SPIDER’S STOMACH HAVING DIED A HORRIBLE DEATH… THIS IS EMERGENCY BBC NEWS AT 6 0’CLOCK. THANKYOU!”
“This is terrible!” exclaimed Rose, “But typical for dad.”
“Before he left, Dad was talking about trying to enlarge animals – this must be it! We have to go to the – ” With a whoosh, Rose was already off to the lab, eager to make the shrinkadote.
With their father being a Professor, Dave and Rose were budding scientists. All they had to do was combine the right elements to come up with a suitable compound. By lunchtime they had done it.
“How are we supposed to get it into the spiders?” asked Dave running his hands through his hair. Rose pulled an empty tranquilizer gun from the wall “With this. We’ll shoot the potion into them!” And as for the plan; Rose suspiciously rubbed her hands together. She knew Dave wouldn’t like this.
“Aaaaahh!” screamed Dave, “This was your plan!?” As Rose rolled forward shooting the beast Dave sighed with relief, the tiny animal running over his hands.
“Great! All done.” Dave expressed.
“What do you mean – done?” laughed Rose.
“I mean, now that we’ve shrunk the gross beast we can go home.” Dave said glad that he had escaped being the fly in the web (literally). Dave looked anxious. “Right?” he said with a worried smile.
“I know it’s hard but we have to clean up the rest of dad’s mess – again.”
Seven shrunken spiders and a shaking Dave later they were back home and so was Professor Insectmaniac.
“Hey kids!” he said walking through the door, his mad hair sticking up like… well, like a mad scientist’s. “How was the day without me?” Rose glared at him.
Two days later and Professor Insectmaniac was already working on a new project. At lunchtime the kids heard a scream from the lab; they went to check it out. But, when they opened the door… out came a ginormous munching millipede!