Firebreather Page #2

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keep trying to kill them.

16 years since Belloc was last

seen, and we keep thinking the

Kaiju are a threat?

What's the matter?

Duncan:
Ugh!

[Laughter]

[Growls]

Isabel:
What sphincters.

Shouldn't evolution have weeded

those guys out of the gene pool

eons ago?

Duncan:
No, cockroaches have

remained unchanged for millions

of years.

Isabel:
Well, you're clearly

not a moron, so what was up with

the idiot dance back in class?

Duncan:
Did you like it?

Isabel:
I've got some notes.

But I liked the part where you

hid something in your jacket.

You gonna show me?

Duncan:
Just keep it quiet.

[Indistinct conversations]

Isabel:
No way!

Gomorradon... unreal!

Duncan:
It's kind of

like a little tiny Kaiju.

Isabel:
It's a gomorradon,

my dear Duncan.

These things live on Kaijus.

They scout, warn of danger, and

live off the slime that forms

between their scales.

Duncan:
Sorry I asked.

What's it doing here, and how

come you know all this?

Isabel:
I read books on this

stuff all the time... small press.

Watch it.

Whatever you do, don't...

Duncan:
Ow!

Isabel:
[Gasps]

Let it go.

Duncan:
[Breathing heavily]

Unh!

Ugh!

Isabel:
[Chuckles]

Duncan:
[Chuckles]

[Crickets chirping]

[Footsteps]

Right here... this is the one.

This is definitely

Jenna's locker.

[Laughs]

[Grunting] Hye!

Ow!

[Whimpering]

You guys are morons.

Give me your library card.

And that's how it's done.

[Laughter]

Barnes:
All right,

ladies, line up.

I'm your new gym teacher.

You can call me coach Barnes or,

once you come to love me, "blitz."

Duncan:
Hey, "blitz," I was

wondering when I'd run into you.

Gym teacher?

That's your cover? Really?

You're coming down in the

world since the last school.

Barnes:
The whole vice principal

thing really cramped my style.

I could only yell at the kids.

Here I can get a

lot more physical.

[Whistle blows]

[Students grunting, laughing]

Troy:
A heads up! Unh!

Yeah! That's right!

Troy:
Two losers left.

Ken:
Up yours, Troy!

Unh!

[Light laughter]

Troy:
Time to take out the trash...

the trailer trash.

[Laughter]

Ken:
You really are the

king of the jerk wads.

Troy:
It's good to be the king.

[Laughter]

Duncan:
Enough!

Ken:
Huh?

Duncan:
[Chuckles]

[Bones crack]

Troy:
[Stifled laugh]

Huh?

Huh?

Troy:
Hey, spread out!

Duncan:
[Laughs]

Troy:
No way.

[Laughter]

Yeah!

Whoo!

How'd he do that?

Troy:
[Growls]

What?

[Ball bouncing]

Duncan:
[Laughs]

Barnes:
Troy, catch with

your hands, not your face.

[Laughter]

Ken:
I didn't ask you

to do that, you know.

Duncan:
I know.

Ken:
Didn't need you to save me.

Duncan:
I didn't.

I just got sick of hearing

the dillweeds crow.

Ken:
Well, that was fairly cool.

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