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THE INVISIBLE MAN
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by
Duckling
Chapter 8
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Frank Hardy lay on his bed, staring thoughtfully up at the ceiling. While Joe could just barely make out his shadowy form, he was still basically invisible to everyone else. The boys had successfully returned home and slipped up to their rooms without drawing attention to Frank’s predicament.
The older teen replayed the story Joe had relayed to him about Vanessa’s encounter with the former genie, Ali. The formula for the invisible ink had fallen out of the magic lamp that Vanessa had tossed into the sea; apparently, it was not unusual for genies to accumulate magic formulae during their three-hundred and fifty years of genie-hood.
According to Ali, they didn’t need to know the name of the missing ingredient. In time, Frank would materialize on his own. However, Ali had hinted that the natural process could take months. The only way to expedite it was to return to the lab where the invisible ink was concocted and reverse the formula.
Frank and Joe agreed to meet the girls before school in the chemistry lab; hopefully Frank would again be visible in time for his first class of the day.
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The next morning, the Hardy boys got up an hour earlier than was usual. Frank was more visible this morning: today he appeared rather ghost-like as a soft, hazy outline of himself. Joe quickly scrawled a note informing their parents that they were off to school before the boys slipped silently outside and waited for Callie to pick them up.
When Callie pulled up, Joe ran around to the rear passenger side and opened the door. He leaned over and fastened the safety belt before counting to five and closing the door. Callie glanced into the rear-view mirror and thought she could discern the form of her boyfriend in the backseat. She smiled at him and was delighted to see a ghost of a smile in return.
When the three pulled into the school parking lot, Joe made a pretense of searching everywhere for a textbook; the search began in the backseat, moved to the front seat while the rear passenger door was left open, and returned to the back once again, where Joe eventually emerged triumphant with the “misplaced” book.
Frank smiled at his brother’s extravagant efforts to hide what surely would have otherwise been deemed by onlookers as very odd behavior, even for Joe Hardy: the sober opening of a rear door when no one was back there before just as soberly shutting it.
The trio hurried to the chemistry lab where they found Vanessa waiting for them, the necessary ingredients measured out in preparation. She had already recopied the formula so that they would begin with the last instruction first.
Before she could begin, Ali appeared at the door.
“I thought I might be able to help,” he said simply, in response to the others’ questioning glances.
Together, Ali and Vanessa prepared the formula in reverse. Just as the blonde girl was about to pour the mixture into a tube, Ali knocked the beaker out of her hand and all over Frank.
The teens held their breath and waited.
Frank looked down at his hand, straining to notice even the minutest of changes.
Joe peered intensely at the vague shape that was Frank.
Slowly, Frank began to appear: first as a more definite, but still faint reflection of himself, then as a discernible, albeit insubstantial form, and finally as the solid flesh-and-blood teen he had been twenty-four hours before.
Callie rushed over to embrace him as Joe patted his brother on the back, a huge grin on his face.
Vanessa stood suddenly ill at ease as she regarded the dark-haired boy.
Frank looked over and smiled at her.
“It’s okay,” he said gently. “I know how you feel.” He looked at Callie as the memory of her imprisonment in a magic lamp came vividly to mind.
Callie snuggled closer to her boyfriend, ecstatic to have him visible again.
Ali looked at the group of teenagers before letting his eyes fall on Vanessa.
“You know,” the former genie said thoughtfully, “I think it might be best for you,” he nodded at the girl, “if you abstained from any chemical or magical experiments of any kind.”
“Why, what do you mean?” Callie asked curiously.
“Just a thought,” Ali replied with a shrug and a smile. “But of the four of you, so far you’re the only one who has not had anything . . . er . . . happen to you.”
Vanessa gulped as Joe put a protective arm around her shoulders.
“Anyway,” Ali continued, “I best be off now. Toodle-loo.”
The teens watched the former genie as he left the room. Then, as one, their eyes met.
“Right,” Frank stated firmly. “Absolutely no magic, no novelty recipes, nothing unusual or obscure. Nothing at all. If it even remotely seems interesting, we won’t touch it. Agreed?”
“Agreed,” the others chorused. Suddenly the first bell for the day rang; as each teen headed off to his or her respective class they vowed never again to get involved in anything related to magic.
The End
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