Monsters at Large Page #4

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I don't know,

but I can't wait to find out!

- No.

- Come on!

We're not blowing up some

kid's room with a rocket.

Fine. You're being

such a killjoy.

Well, I don't even know what

that is, so I'm not offended.

All right, let's suit up.

Minus the fireworks.

Fine.

There's only one thing

left to do.

Bust some monsters.

My monster has one eye

and five arms.

All right. Thank you,

we'll take it from here.

What?

Sir, excuse us, but,

we have a monster to handle.

All right.

And, uh...

Let's do this!

Dylan, you take sound.

Got it.

- Phoenix, get to your position.

- Got it.

Monster portal, open.

Here we go.

Wow, look at those...

...five arms!

And terrible, scary eyes!

One eye.

- Eye!

- Just stop talking.

Sorry.

Laser containment unit,

activate.

Laser containment unit,

initiated!

Phoenix, fire the Eye Buster.

Eye Buster, fired!

- Pretend!

- Oops.

Wh.. What was that?

Uh, nothing!

Help me pick this up.

We're almost done!

That's it, I'm going in.

Good news.

Your monster's been busted.

Wow!

Thanks, Monster Busters!

- Thanks, Daddy.

- Yeah, thanks guys.

I really appreciate it.

Oh, hey, let me

get you a somethin'.

- Uh, no, no, no, that's not necessary.

- Oh, no, no, no I insist.

Buy yourself some candy,

or whatever you kids buy today.

Thanks!

Man!

Monster Busters.

- For all your monster problems.

- Thank you.

I didn't know we had

our own advertising team.

- Wow, great job guys.

- Thanks.

We've been working all day.

This is my friend, Sophie.

Hey, Sophie.

Thanks for passing out flyers.

No problem. It's fun!

You know, since you guys have

been helping us out so much,

how about we make you guys...

junior Monster Busters?

Wow!

Thanks.

Congratulations.

Just remember

to honor that title,

and make sure no monster

goes un-busted.

We will!

And remember to always have each

other's backs, no matter what.

Okay!

- Bye!

- Bye!

- What's next?

- Next we have Brad Feren.

His monster's

a squirrel monster?

A squirrel monster?

How could that be scary?

'Kay. What are we

calling the gun?

How about...

the Nut Buster.

- Sounds good.

- All right. Let's do this.

Aren't you a little old

to be having a monster?

No, it's a squirrel monster,

it tries to get me all the time.

All right.

Are you sure it's not

a garbage monster?

- This place is a dump.

- Dylan!

Come on, let's

check the air vents.

Careful. The only difference

between a squirrel and a rat

is a bushy tail

and a better PR person.

- It's not funny.

- It was, a little.

You should have seen yourself,

you were so scared.

Whatever, you would've

done the same thing.

Psh! I'm not scared of anything.

Get him off! Get him off!

It's gonna give me rabies!

Get him off! Get him off!

Guys, help!

Come on, guys, help!

Help! Where is it?

Where is it?

Where'd it go?

Okay. I think it's gone.

Nice work, you got

rid of the big, bad squirrel.

Gordon Peters?

You set this up?

- Maybe.

- It wasn't very funny.

No. It was hilarious.

And you'll be able to see it

online in three, two...

- Oh, come on don't post that!

- Posted.

Too late.

Prepare to go viral,

scaredy cats.

You guys are so childish.

What's the matter,

you weren't scared?

Nope.

Not when have this.

Record this.

What is that?

It's called the Nut Buster.

Anyone else?

I'm gonna get you guys!

- -Prepare to

go viral, scaredy cat!

That was amazing!

- Has anyone told you you're amazing?

- Yes.

- Thanks, Phee.

- No problem.

It's getting late. We better get home.

School tomorrow.

That was awesome.

Let's not forget about how

brave Dylan was with that squirrel.

"Ahh, get it off me!"

Did you have something

to do with this?

Maybe.

Yeah, it was pretty awesome.

I mean, the whole thing

was like...

Ashley, I need to speak

with Mr. Parker for a moment.

Okay. See you later.

Bye.

So, I... I see that you

and some of your colleagues

are making quite a name for

yourself in the monster world?

It's not a big deal.

It's actually quite fun for us.

What?

It's fun for you

scaring children?

Um... Well, no.

What I meant was

we have fun helping them

deal with their

visions of monsters.

I mean, you of all people,

should understand that.

Why should I, of all people,

understand that?

Um...

Well... because...

Didn't... didn't you have monster

problems growing up?

No. Absolutely not.

We Phillips were

a family of scientists.

We know things like monsters

don't exist.

How about your

granddaughter, Sophie?

Sophie is my daughter.

Daughter.

I don't need you filling her

head with false imagery

and ridiculous notions

of monsters.

I'm sorry,

I was just trying to help.

Yeah, well I pay a specialist

a lot of money for that.

I don't really

need your assistance.

Understood.

Um... is there anything else

you need, Mr. Phillips?

Oh, right. Yes.

One more thing.

Mr. Parker, mid-terms

are right around the corner.

As of right now, your grade

is not satisfactory

because of that little test

you missed.

So I would urge you to focus

more on your schoolwork

and less on your extra

curricular activities.

Yeah. Absolutely, that was my plan

the whole time, Mr. Phillips.

Well, good.

That's all, Mr. Parker.

Thank you, Mr. Phillips.

Ashley!

What's wrong, Sophie?

I heard a monster roar.

No, no, it's just thunder.

Nothing to worry about.

I heard him.

I'm pretty sure that my house

is monster-free.

- What's wrong?

- Monster!

There's nothing there.

I promise.

Uh... what happened

to my sandwich?

The monster took it!

He's gonna eat us!

Hang on.

I know just what to do.

- -Who is it?

Is it another gig?

It's Ashley.

Well? Answer it,

you bonehead.

Yeah. Right.

I'll just answer it.

No big deal.

- Hello?

- Hey, it's Alex.

Yeah, I know.

I called you.

Right. What's up?

Listen, um...

The girl I'm babysitting

is having some monster issues.

I was hoping that maybe

you guys could come over

and help out a little bit?

Yeah, we could totally do that.

Just text me the address

and we'll be there in a few.

Okay, great.

See you in a few.

Bye.

Let's gear up. We got a

monster to take care of.

Don't worry, the Monster

Busters are on their way.

Where'd my sandwich go?

Ugh! What's that smell?

- Did you fart?

- Ugh. It wasn't me.

- What about you, Phee?

- No!

Well, something stinks.

- I think it's that.

- Gross!

- That must be one massive dog.

- Or maybe it's a monster turd.

A "monsturd." Get it?

- Grow up.

- It is fascinating.

Phoenix, get away

from the monsturd.

See? I coined a new phrase.

- Hey, guys! This is...

- Sophie?

Hi.

I can see you guys

have already met.

Having a monster problem?

Yeah, the monster

is in my house.

Where's your house?

That's your house?

You live next door

to Mr. Phillips?

Yeah, I babysit Sophie

all the time.

Phee and Dylan,

why don't you go check it out.

I mean, Mr. Phillips

is not a big fan of mine.

And I'll stay here

and keep an eye on things.

Uh-huh. We know

what you want to keep an eye on.

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