Junior Earplug Adventures: The Time Tamperer (part 2)

Now its well-known that many visitors to the Museum of Future Technology wished for nothing more than to personally meet it’s most famous heroes, the Earplug Brothers. Sadly, on this particular day, that would prove impossible; because the five boys and few of their favourite female chums were enjoying a well deserved break at their Auntie Doris’s holiday home…

The pool was particularly popular. They were a happy band of earplugs as they lay around the pool and chatted animatedly…

As the Pong Sisters cavorted in the water, Magnuss decided to try surfing on an inflatable bed…

…but the gentle undulations of the water made him feel nauseous. Luckily his adventurous girlfriend, Hair-Trigger Provost, managed to pull him to safety…

Meanwhile, as Hair-Trigger resumed her conversation with Valentine, another guest of Auntie Doris chatted quietly with her host…

“It’s so wonderful having the museum’s Avatar come visit us in this far away place.” Doris said excitedly. “I’m so thrilled, I could scream. But surely, with my nephews away on vacation, it would be better if you remained in the museum. After all, you never know what’s going to happen in the Museum of Future Technology. Anything can happen in the next five minutes.”

“Oh don’t worry about the museum.” The Avatar replied in her calm, soothing voice. “Cushions Smethwyke has moved her lavatory into the Omnipresent Scanner Room and is spending her entire time using the scanner to search for impending trouble. She’ll call if she spots anything.”

“Oh that’s wonderful.” Doris gushed. “So forward thinking. And you’ve enlisted my boyfriend, K’Plank the Space Wanderer…

…to maintain a watchful eye from orbit in his wonderful one-earplug space ship too…

“Yes,” The Avatar replied. “We are a clever bunch of sods at the Museum of Future Technology. And, you know, we’re so forward thinking these days that we now supply hats to hide the weeping head sores of visiting zombies…

We also provide wigs for earplugs who have a tendency to fall over a lot…

And you wouldn’t believe how realistic our new exhibit that duplicates a period in Earth’s history when all of the world resembles a North African village immediately prior to the arrival of a sandstorm looks…

…It’s great. You should come visit again. You’ve got a life time pass after all!”

© Paul Trevor Nolan 2018

 

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Junior Earplug Adventures: The Time Tamperer (part 1)

Prologue

At first glance it appeared that just another day had dawned upon the Museum of Future Technology…

Although still early, visitors were already knocking on the front door – if only metaphorically…

Of course the Robot Ticket Collector barred their entrance. Afterall it was there to do what it had done since the day that the museum had opened its doors to a paying public for the first time…

 

“Good morning, kind, would-be, customers. Please ignore the scary sentinel robot and its atomic cannon in the foyer: it is there merely to startle and amaze you. Likewise the huge, red Robot Security Guard – or RoboSecGua for short. It’s presence is meant merely to act as a catalyst for your imagination. Because, in the time-honoured fashion of the Museum of Future Technology, in order to gain entrance to the wonders within, each and every entrant’s creative character must pass a test of worthiness. You,” it said to the blue earplug that stood closest…

 

…”tell me your name and what you most hope to find inside the Museum of Future Technology.” 

Naturally the blue earplug replied with: “Jemina Jobsworth: The Earplug Brothers.”

The Robot Ticket Collector feigned a sigh: it was precisely the answer it had most expected – except the Jemina Jobsworth bit, of course. No one seemed to care about the wonderful exhibits that had been sent back through time, from the future, for safe-keeping in the past, anymore. No; these days they just wanted to meet their heroes and popular celebrities all the time. The wonders of the galaxy were of little interest to them.

“Go on, then.” It replied. “In you go. I can’t be bothered to argue.”

And a short while later, after everyone who stood upon the doorstep had been interviewed, the visitors began their…er…visit…

“Welcome.” The Robot Guide called out above the excited hub-bub. “Please follow me.”

And the RoboSecGua said: “Move along. Move along. No loitering in the foyer. More guests are approaching as we speak.”

And they were too…

One of them even arrived drunk…

Though some doubt concerning the female’s actual state of inebriation might have been forthcoming from the watching RoboSecGua, had it been aware that whilst the Robot Ticket Collector’s attention was drawn elsewhere, a Cone of Invisibility, containing three individuals of unknown origin, slipped into the building…

And only the drunk female seemed able to see it. 

© Paul Trevor Nolan 2018

Let’s Go Kobo

Checking out the availability of these, my latest, releases…

…I discovered Indigo, selling Kobo versions. So, if you own a Kobo Reader, you now know where to go. But, I feel certain, Indigo needn’t be your only port of call. If needs be, go explore the Internet.

Go Spook the Nook

It has been my experience that Nook users tend to buy my serious work – and I thank them for that. But I’d also like to remind them that I write silly stuff too. For example, these two e-books…

..now appear on the listings at Barnes & Noble. Why not give your funny bone a treat and take a look!