When we last left Ben Spencer, he had gone on a date with his fiancee Nicole Soapdish. The circus they had gone to was extremely odd, however, and the seats at the top that Nicole had chosen were extremely high up. - Lauren
Once they had taken their seats at the very top, Ben began to feel altitude sickness. Nicole seemed just fine.
"Benny, look at what that guy's doing!" she squealed and pointed down toward the tiny ring.
"Yes, wow, amazing." said Ben, not looking down. With my luck, he thought, He'll have a hypnotic hat.
"Clowns!" shrieked Nicole delightedly. Despite himself, Ben looked down.
Men with white faces and blood-red mouths curled into false smiles were pouring into the ring. Some were armed with water guns with which they were shooting small children while others were twisting long balloons into grotesque shapes.
A group was dancing wildly in the center, arms waving, colorful hair flying, gigantic feet flopping. All were laughing the same, maniacal laugh that echoed around the circus tent.
It seemed that they were a bit short on yellow balloons, for while on every side there was a clown tying a green balloon to some terrified individual's wrist, only certain people were given yellow ones.
This went unnoticed, however, and everyone was getting bored with the rather monotonous routines of the clowns when something extraordinary happened. The group of clowns who were doing their weird clown dance in the center of the ring each dug a long pole out the sawdust.
"Oh!" said Nicole. "Are they going to do pole salting?"
"You mean pole vaulting?" asked an irritated Ben.
"Salting, vaulting - what's the dif?"
But the center clowns did no salting or vaulting. Instead they raised their poles in the air and touched the tops together.
Lightning erupted from the poles, sending branches of electricity lashing out over the audience. The audience screamed and sprang to their feet, clapping their hands and jumping up and down.
But suddenly the blades of lightning lunged forward and actually hit an audience member who was holding a yellow balloon. Everyone fell silent and stared at the man, whose whole body began to glow yellow. The glow grew so intense it was almost blinding, and then he was gone. The audience began screaming in terror.
A woman holding a yellow balloon was struck by lightning and began glowing until she, too, disappeared. The lightning was flailing everywhere now, but only hitting the people with yellow balloons. It took a minute or so for Ben to realize the pattern.
"Erf!" he yelled, struggling to get the balloon string off of his wrist.
"Benny!" cried Nicole. "Speak English!"
"I have a yellow balloon!"
"Yes you do, Benny. I have a green balloon."
The lightning began to climb higher and higher up the circus tent. Any second it would reach him. Ben wondered if it would be any good to pop the balloon.
"Nicole!" he yelled. "Give me a safety pin!"
"I don't have one!"
"What?!?" Ben half-screamed. "But girls always carry safety pins!"
Then the lightning hit him. For a few seconds the whole world seemed to be a poisonous yellow color, then it was completely black.
Back in New Spork City, Sven was typing an E-mail to kingthumbtack@email.com.
Dear Mr. Thumbtack,
He erased it.
Mr. Thumbtack,
He erased it again.
Hey Thumbtack!
So you're going after all the heroes in the city, I hear. But I totally have your e-mail address now. I'm so going to stop you in your tracks. Expect to be apprehended by the heroes of New Spork, but mostly by me. You'll soon learn that the city of New Spork is NOT your corkboard.
Sincerely,
Sven Spencer aka the Invincible Spoon Suit Man
He erased that and sighed. He decided to check Facebook instead. Sven nearly fell out of his chair when he read Nicole's status. Grabbing his windbreaker, our hero dashed out the door, for the status had read "Benny's been abducted by aliens!"
Next week: Ben wakes up on the alien space ship!
Read the next section: Attack of the Klowns part 5 (Lauren)
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