Green Goo

Brandon leaned his skateboard against the kitchen wall as he shrugged off his backpack, letting the screen door slam shut behind him.

“You’d better make sure the wheels are clean or Mom won’t be very pleased. It doesn’t belong in the house anyway.” Tabitha laid a spatula on the counter and reached up to put a container of oat cereal in the pantry. Then she turned toward the hallway.

Opening the refrigerator, Brandon scanned the contents, searching for something to drink. He decided maybe he’d better start with water, so he retrieved a glass from the cupboard and went to the sink. “Eww, what’s this?” He motioned feebly to a mess of green goo in the blender perched on the counter.

His sister grinned. “Don’t you like my experiment?”

“I’m guessing this will bother Mom more than my skateboard.” Brandon made a face and began rummaging through the kitchen for something edible, as he assumed whatever his sister had been creating was not fit for human consumption.

“Mom said I could invent something,” Tabitha retorted. “I’ll clean it up soon enough.”

“What’s in it, anyway? It smells horrible.”

Tabitha offered Brandon a spoon. “Would you like to be the first person to taste it and guess the ingredients?”

“No way.” Brandon hefted his skateboard and walked through the dining room on his way to his bedroom. He had to admit, though, he was curious. More to the point, if the stuff wasn’t fit to eat, what could they do with it? Hesitating, he turned. “What are you going to do with your concoction?”

“Mom said if it didn’t turn out right, I could test the new garbage disposal.”