[Clipart 012] Mad Scientist Caricature

[Clipart 012] Mad Scientist Caricature



“I don’t like it,” Chuck said.

The caricature artist shrugged. “No refunds, sorry. Take it or leave it, I don’t care.”

“But it doesn’t even make any sense.” Chuck raised his arms like in the picture. “Do I look like that at all? No.”

Chuck’s granddaughter Amy pulled him away from the cart. “Grandpa, come on! Stop arguing with the man.” Even though she was small, she was excited enough that she grabbed onto his shirt with enough strength to force him to move along with her. Before he left the booth, he took the caricature and put it underneath his armpit.

Now they were in the middle of a large crowd, heading every which way around the fair. Chuck went dizzy trying to figure out where he and Amy were on the map. He bumped into several people who gave him nasty glares.

“Amy, where do you want to go?” he asked.

“I’m hungry,” she said, rubbing her stomach.

“But you just ate an hour ago, didn’t you?”

“Yeah,” Amy said. She pointed to a nearby food truck. “But I’m really hungry for a funnel cake! I want one.”

Chuck laughed. “No, I’m not spending my money on a funnel cake. That’s too expensive, and it’s very unhealthy.”


“No ifs, ands, or buts.”

Amy stormed off towards the food truck anyway. Chuck followed for a moment, then realized his wallet was missing from his back pocket. “Amy! Did you take my wallet?” She didn’t respond, but in her hands, she held the item in question. “You’re going to be in big trouble!”

But before he could reach her through the crowd, she had already bought the funnel cake and was walking back towards him, her face covered in powdered sugar. “Thanks, Grandpa,” she said with a mischievous smile.

Chuck returned a smile of his own. “You enjoy that. Now let’s sit down so you can eat.” He didn’t even ask for his wallet back. But when they sat down, he took a small dropper, filled with blue liquid, out of his coat pocket. He dripped a bit of the liquid onto the funnel cake while Amy was not paying attention.

She munched into the cake and smiled with glee.

And then moments later she was an eight-foot-tall gelatin monster. The monster ran loose in the fair, knocking down everything and everyone in its path. The first thing it destroyed was the caricature stand.

Chuck cackled.

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