We meet our two young, male characters in their so-called "laboratory". Though everyone else just says it's a small shed at the bottom of their garden. The most noticeable thing about this diminutive shed is the constant stream of pale smoke that streams skywards from dawn til dusk. We join our focal characters now:
'So Harold, the potato cannon is finally completed. When can we fire?'
'In time, Douglas, sooner or later.'
The two friends sit for a while on some of the boxes crowding "the lab" until they get bored.
'Lets fire it now, get Mr Strand's rose bushes? He keeps chit-chatting about how "they're the rosiest in the county". Yeah right.'
'I think we should test it first Doug, for safety, let's fire up the old Prostentic Proton Shield.'
'The shield's been a bit iffy lately. Are you sure it's safe?'
'It'll do for now mate, c'mon.'
As Douglas and Harold set up the shield carefully a large beetle hovered by the small window, a little glint of light coming off the front, as though a camera lens was attached. The beetle hovered for a minute longer before hurrying off into the distance.
'The shield is up and the safety windows are up, but I'm still a bit uncomfortable with the faulty shield.'
'It will hold up Doug, I'll bet anything.'
'Okay, firing 'tato cannon in 3... 2... 1... FIRE!!'
At that, a blast could be heard for miles around as the potato cannon fired. This was to be followed by an even louder bang as the entire shed blew apart and large debris slowly flew down from the skies.
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