Spider Monkey: Chapter Two

Chapter Two

DISCLAIMER: AGAIN, THE ONLY ONES WHO OWN CAMP LAZLO AND SPIDERMAN ARE JOE MURRAY AND STAN LEE.

Lazlo woke up at around 7:33 AM, two minutes before the wake up call is sent out. He felt greatly rested, looks like he needed the sleep more than he knew. He looked around; Raj and Clam were both tucked away into their beds. No doubt Raj was dreaming of becoming a popular DJ while Clam dreamt of pancakes, today was Pancake Tuesday, Clam’s favorite breakfast of the week.

Lazlo got out of bed and quietly started to slip out of the dirty Bean Scout uniform and into a clean uniform; he always believed that it’s best to get started early, just like his dad when he gets ready to go to his job.

He finally had his uniform on but he accidentally dropped his fez and it went underneath his nightstand. He bent down to pick it up, he grabbed it and his hand accidentally hit the bottom of the night stand. But surprisingly enough, it lifted a few inches off the ground and it came back down!

Lazlo was initially surprised by what he had just done; but he then shrugged it off and thought to himself, “Heh, I guess I don’t know my own strength…” Before he could conclude his thoughts, he looked at his watched and realized just how fast he had gotten changed: Only twenty seconds had passed, normally it takes him about a minute and a half to get fully changed. “I guess I don’t know my agility either.”

“PANCAKE DAY!!!!!!” Lazlo turned around and saw Clam jumping out of bed and as quickly as he could change into his uniform; all while howling like a wolf. Meanwhile slowly and looking tired got out of bed and said, “Ugh, Clam do you always have to scream that loud every Tuesday morning?! There are other people in the room you know!”

About thirty minutes later, every camper was in the mess hall and each of them had a pancake, all except Scoutmaster Lumpus who didn’t get in line in time before Chef McMuesli ran out of pancake batter.

Over at the Jelly Cabin table, however, Clam managed to get a whopping four pancakes, covered with syrup, cinnamon, whipped cream, and a strawberry on top. Clam, with his face covered with syrup, looked over at Lazlo and asked, “Eh, pass the butter?”

Lazlo looked back and said, “Sure thing buddy.” Lazlo passed the butter plate and gave it to Clam. Clam looked at it, put a puzzled face on and said, “Where’s the butter knife?” The Jellies searched all over the table for the knife, it was at that point that Lazlo got what would be the first of many surprises for that day. He looked at the bottom of his wrist and saw that the knife was somehow attached to it. Lazlo didn’t take it seriously though; he figured the butter on it must have gotten stuck on his fur. He grabbed it and pulled it off, and saw what looked like a spider web attached to it… and his wrist!

He quickly put the knife back on the wrist before anyone could have seen it. He then put it beneath the table and peeled the knife off his wrist again and yanked it off the web. Lazlo then briefly cleaned it and brought it back up. “Uh, I think I found it guys.” Lazlo said handing the knife back to Clam.

“Um, I’m going to go take a walk in the woods if you guys need me.” Lazlo said as he put his tray away. Lazlo ran into the woods and looked at his wrists; sure enough there were (on each wrist) a small and white circle in them. That’s when he noticed his fingers. They were growing what looked like small claws on them.

“What the heck is happening to me?!” Lazlo thought to himself. The nightstand, getting changed, eating breakfast; they were all extremely abnormal today. Well, almost everything they do is considered abnormal in the two camps, but this?

Lazlo looked that the top of his right hand and saw where Nina’s spider bit him. He remembered now:

Yesterday, Nina and Harold, the walrus Bean Scout, tied for first place at the science fair, much to Nina’s surprise. Harold had a small meteorite that crashed near his house while not at camp. But that’s another story. Nina’s project was taking DNA from various spiders to create, “The Ultimate Arachnid.”

Lazlo put his hand on a tree to help him think things over. He noticed when he tried to move it; his hand was almost stuck to the tree. He put his other hand on it, and then he slowly started to climb the tree. After about thirty feet, he looked down and what he just did and thought to himself “I don’t believe it, it’s like I now have super powers!”