“Yes, Dad,” I sigh. “Alright.”
Dad pulls the memory wiper from his pocket and turns it towards everyone in the school.
“I need everyone to look over here,” he says to the students. “I am going to squirt something in your direction and then you are going to feel sleepy.”
And with a light squirt of liquid, everyone’s memory of today is erased.
Just like that.
It’s all gone.
Dad always does this when he rescues people from evil enemies. He says that if people remembered everything that happened to them, then they would all freak out.
Mia’s memory of my bravery has been wiped, which means I will not be cool at school tomorrow.
When I go to school next time, not one kid will remember the moment when I saved the school from a zombie attack.
But it’s not all bad.
Tomorrow, I get to go with Dad to the awesome spy training facility…
The End
Also in the Diary of a Super Spy series:
Diary of a Super Spy: Attack of the Ninjas!
Diary of a Super Spy: A Giant Problem!
Diary of a Super Spy: Space!
Diary of a Super Spy: Evil Attack!
Diary of a Super Spy: Daylight Robbery!
Also by Peter Patrick and William Thomas:
Diary of a Ninja Spy
Diary of a Ninja Spy 2
Diary of a Ninja Spy 3
Diary of a Ninja Spy 4
Diary of a Time Spy
From the Authors
Thank you for reading ‘Diary of a Super Spy.’
Like all students in 6th Grade, Charlie Chucky is having fun learning how to deal with life’s ups and downs. I hope you join Charlie on his next adventure – ‘Diary of a Super Spy: Attack of the Ninjas!’
Have fun!
Peter Patrick and William Thomas
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Diary of a Super Spy:
Attack of the Ninjas
Peter Patrick
William Thomas
Chapter 1
The Spy Agency
This place is so cool. I am in the ‘International Spy Building’ where my Dad works as a top-secret super spy.
He is taking me for a tour of his workplace after I saved my school from a zombie attack.
I can’t believe how super cool this building is.
This building has mega-smart monkeys making milkshakes, monsters cleaning toilets and witches watching television.
I have never seen anything as mad.
Everything I do here is super secret too. I’m not allowed to tell anyone about anything that I see today, even if I want to.
I wish I could.
I wish I could tell everyone at school about this – they would think it is so cool!
My Dad is the world’s best super spy and I hope I can be as cool as him one day. But I’m a long way from that now...
My name is Charlie Chucky, I’m in the sixth grade and I play soccer really badly.
This is me.
And this is my Super Spy Dad.
Dad is always in a hurry.
After he has finished his meetings with the other Super Spies, he takes me for a tour of the building and points out all the super cool stuff.
Like the talking robot that looks like a tree, the lunchroom where you can eat whatever you want, and the walls that clean themselves.
I bet Mom would like those walls.
“Son, there is someone I would like you to meet,” Dad says as we walk into a scientific looking room. “This is Dr. C. Mac. He is the best scientist in the whole world. If you can think it, he can invent it.”
Dad introduces me to the craziest looking man I have ever seen.
Like real crazy.
“What does the C in his name stand for?” I whisper to Dad.
“Crazy.”
“Oh. That makes sense.”
Dr. C. Mac takes us for a tour of all his best inventions.
“This is my latest invention,” he says, “It’s called a backpack. It is a pack for your back! This invention will change the world!”
“Backpacks have been invented already,” I say as I hold up my backpack. “Look, I have one here.”
“Oh,” Dr. C. Mac looks disappointed. “So they have. Well, I’ll scrap that invention then.”
“How about this one!” he says as he takes me over to a pair of shoes. “Um...yep, shoes have been invented before too. Look, I have a pair on now. Actually, so do you.”
Dr. C. Mac looks down at his feet and realizes that he has a pair of shoes on.
“Oh yes... Well, that was a wasted couple of weeks inventing those,” he mumbles.
“Don’t worry about him. He’s a little crazy,” Dad whispers to me.
“Ahhh...” he says as he remembers something important, “That’s right! This is not just a pair of shoes. This is a pair of shoes that will give you the ability to never stop running!”
Dr. C. Mac puts the shoes on his feet and begins to run around the room.
“Look!” he shouts. “I can keep running!”
He runs laps around the office. And he keeps running...
And running...
And running...
And running...
Until – SLAM!
He runs straight into a wall.
“Ouch,” he says. “They may help you run further, but they don’t help you steer. I must work on that.”
Dr. C. Mac picks himself up, dusts himself off and begins walking to his next invention. Dad was sure right – this guy is as crazy as a coconut.
As we follow Dr. C. Mac, I spot a movement in the corner of the room. I swing my head around to look at it, and I spot a ninja hiding in the corner.
“Dad?” I pull on Dad’s arm.
“Yes son?”
“Why are there ninjas in the room?” I whisper to him.
“Ninjas? That’s impossible. There are no ninjas here, son.”
“Yes, there is. I saw one hiding in the corner. Look over there,” I point to where I just saw one.
We both look to the corner but, the ninja is not there.
“What color was he dressed in, son?”
“Black.”
“Ha!” Dad laughs out loud. “Ninja’s dressed in black are some of the deadliest enemies we have here at the spy building, son. There is no way that one of the ninjas could have broken into this building. We have the best security system in the world. It would be impossible!”
“But Dad, I just saw...”
“Nope. This is an A-one, top-flight building. There are definitely no ninjas here.”
As we walk around the room, I look over my shoulder and see a ninja sitting in the top corner of the ceiling, watching us...
Uh-oh.
This is bad…
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Attack of the Ninjas!
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