BACK INVENT1 6' An inventor's daughter uses his inventions Michaela's dad was an inventor. And inventor makes things that nobody has ever made before. Michaela's dad made things that were so good that men in army uniforms would come to the house to see if the latest invention could be used by the army. Michaela's dad usually kept his workshop locked when he wasn't working on an invention. But one day, Michaela came by the door when it wasn't locked and her dad wasn't home. Michaela didn't get to be in her dad's workshop very much, so she went in to look around. On the workbench was what looked like a squirt gun with a telescope on top. Michaela looked around to make sure her dad couldn't see her, then she picked up the squirt gun and looked through the telescope at a pile of saw dust on the floor across the room. The saw dusk looked much closer in the telescope, so close, in fact that small wood pieces looked as big as Lego blocks. Michaela pulled the trigger on the squirt gun, expecting that some water would squirt the saw dust. But nothing happened. So, she looked all over the squirt gun to see if it could be filled with water. But Michaela found a switch, like a light switch that said, ON and OFF. The switch was in the OFF position. So, Michaela turned it ON. Then, Michaela aimed the gun at the pile of saw dust and pulled the trigger again. But instead of squirting water at the sawdust, the gun made Michaela disappear, then immediately reappear standing on top of the pile of saw dust. "Wo!" exclaimed Michaela, "This is cool!" She aimed the gun at the floor when she was standing before and pulled the trigger. Faster than she could think about it, Michaela was back across the room. Michaela knew she shouldn't be playing with her dad's inventions but, she was so excited, she ran out into the yard and aimed the gun at the roof of her house and pulled the trigger. Immediately, she was standing on the roof. But because the roof was slanted, Michaela immediately lost her balance and began to fall off the roof. So, she quickly aim the gun at the grass and pulled the trigger. Immediately, Michaela was back down on the ground in the middle of the yard. She didn't fall! "Wo!" exclaimed Michaela, "This is cool!" Just then, Amy, Michaela's neighbor, about five years old, came crying to the back gate. "My fluffy is lost!" cried Amy. Michaela hid the gun behind her back because she didn't want the neighbors asking Michaela's dad about the it. "I'll find your cat for you!" replied Michaela. "You will?" asked Amy. "Sure. You go home and I'll have your cat for you in just a few minutes." replied Michaela. "Okay." said Amy as she returned home. Michaela made sure the Amy was out of sight before she aimed the gun at the roof of her house again. But this time she aimed carefully to be sure she would land on the very top of the roof this time, where she wouldn't fall. Then she pulled the trigger. Immediately, Michaela was standing on the highest part of the roof. She balanced herself carefully so as not to fall off, then, she looked and turned in all directions looking for fluffy the cat. At first Michaela couldn't see the cat anywhere in the neighborhood. So, she tried looking through the telescope on the gun. After a while she saw the cat up a tree in across the street. Michaela aimed the telescope at a tree branch just below the cat and pulled the trigger. Immediately, she was standing next to the cat in the tree. She picked up the cat and point the gun at the sidewalk across in front of Amy's house, then she pulled the trigger. Immediately, Michaela was standing in front of door to Amy's house. Michaela pushed the door bell and when Amy came to the door, Amy shouted, "Fluffy! Fluffy! Where did you find him?" Michaela didn't want to Amy how she ende up in the tree with the cat, so she just said, "Fluffy was across the street." While Michaela was next door at Amy's house, Michaela mom found the door to the workshop wide open. "Who left this door open?!" she asked as she closed and locked the door. Then went into the house. When Michaela went back to the workshop, the door was locked. Michaela asked herself, "Oh, dear, how am I going to get Daddy's invention back into his workshop?!" She walk around the outside side, hoping to find one of the windows unlocked. But they were all locked. "Oh, dear!" said Michaela, "Daddy's going to be so mad at me when he find his gun missing!" Then Michaela got an idea. She pointed the gun through the window at the floor inside the workshop and pulled the trigger. Immediately, Michaela was inside the workshop. She put the gun back on the work bench where she found it and then she unlocked the door from the inside and opened it. Just then, a mean looking man stepped into the doorway. "Give me the gun!" he demanded. "This is my daddy's gun!" Michaela replied as she backed away. "Not anymore! It's my gun now. Give it to me!" he demanded. Michaela backed awat as she looked around for somewhere to run or hide. But the door was the only place to run and Lucifer Snidely was standing in the door. Suddenly, Michaela got an idea. She held offered the gun Lucifer Snidely. And when he reached for it, Michaela aimed the gun at the floor under the work bench. At the same time, she grabbed Lucifer Snidely's hand with her other hand as she pulled the trigger. Both Michaela and Lucifer Snidely disappeared, but when they reappear under the work bench, the man was too tall, so he hit his head on the under side of the work bench and lifted it off the floor, then he immediately fell on the floor, knocked out. Michaela ran into the house and called 911. The police arrested the Lucifer Snidely. Normally, Michaela would have been a hero for putting a robber in jail, but because her dad found out how the robber got into the workshop, Michaela was grounded for a week. 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