The Swivel-Eyed Ogre-Thing
By Barry Hutchison and Chris Mould
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In his second adventure, when local trolls start disappearing, Ben suspects foul play and sets off to solve the mystery. And that's how he meets the SWIVEL-EYED OGRE-THING. And gets a bit more fighting and danger than he'd bargained for...
An hilarious series from Barry Hutchison, perfect for fans of Beast Quest, and brilliantly illustrated by Chris Mould.
Barry Hutchison
Barry Hutchison is an award-winning children's author and screenwriter, currently hiding up a mountain in the Highlands of Scotland. Since landing his first children's book publishing deal in 2008, Barry has toured extensively around UK schools, sharing his love of reading and stories about weeing in the kitchen sink with pupils of all ages. He has a passion for encouraging reluctant boys to pick up a book, and in 2013 was appointed as Scotland's third Patron of Reading, becoming the first man to hold the position. A lifelong fan of funny books, Barry loves making readers laugh with his unique brand of comedy. He lives with his wife, Fiona, and his children, Kyle and Mia, none of whom appreciate his jokes in the slightest.
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The Swivel-Eyed Ogre-Thing - Barry Hutchison
Benjamin Blank had just scoffed down a Lump Hog sandwich for supper and was halfway up the stairs to bed when the screaming started. It shrieked from somewhere just outside the house, shaking the shuttered windows and squealing in through the gaps in the old stone walls.
Ben spun on the spot, his eyes wide, his ears practically twitching with excitement. Screaming usually meant only one thing – adventure!
In the room below, Ben’s uncle Tavish took a break from loading the supper plates into his latest invention – a heavy iron and brass cube he called the Automated Plate and Cup Washing Device – and shot Ben a stern look.
Don’t even think about it. It’s bedtime!
he said.
Come on, Uncle Tavish, just a quick peek,
pleaded Ben, as a sudden crash from outside was followed by another burst of screaming. Ben hopped on to the handrail of the spiral metal staircase and slid all the way to the bottom.
By the time he jumped off, Ben was gripping his sword. The weapon may only have been made of wood, but he could still do some real damage with it. At least, he hoped so. He’d only built it that morning, and hadn’t yet had a chance to put it to the test.
Well … fine. If you must,
said Tavish. His mechanical arm whirred and a metal finger pointed Ben’s way. You can look. Nothing more. But if it’s a giant I want you straight back in here,
the blacksmith warned.
Aw, but Uncle Tavish…
No buts, Benjamin,
said Tavish, and Ben knew there was no point in arguing. Tavish only ever called him Benjamin
when he was being serious. I’m not having you out fighting giants. Not on a school night.
Ben mumbled his agreement, then twisted the brass handle and pushed open the wooden door that led outside. He bounded on to the main street of the village of Lump, his sword raised and ready. Ben skidded to a stop and gasped in surprise. For there, right in front of him was…
Nothing at all. The street was deserted. The screaming had stopped. An eerie stillness had fallen across the village.
Ben glanced along the street in both directions. Lump had grown a lot in the past month, ever since the neighbouring village of Loosh had been destroyed and everyone from there had come to live here. Wooden huts now lined Lump’s wide streets, providing temporary shelter for the Looshers until their own homes could be rebuilt.
The huts creaked softly in the breeze as Ben tiptoed past. Night had fallen, and the only light came from the faint shimmer of the half-moon, and the few torches flickering here and there on the walls of nearby houses.
Hello?
said Ben, and his voice floated off into the dark. He could hear the horses whinny and neigh over in the stables, but otherwise all was silent. He scratched his head and slid his sword back into the belt of his tunic. Whatever the screaming had been about, it all seemed to have calmed down now.
Huh,
he sighed. Well that wasn’t as much fun as I expected.
He turned back towards his house, and that was when he saw it. Not a giant but something else, emerging slowly from the shadows between two houses.
It crept along the street on all fours, its broad shoulders hunched, its curved horns lowered and pointing his way. Its breath swirled like steam through its flared nostrils, and its black hooves trip-trapped on the uneven surface of the road.
Hey, a goat,
said Ben, and he took a step towards the animal.
MEHHH!
With an angry bleat the goat charged. It thundered forwards, all hooves and horns and wild, wiry hair. Ben hurled himself sideways with scant seconds to spare. The goat trampled past, bucking and twisting as it skidded to a stop. Ben rolled to his feet and held his hands out in front of him.
Nice goaty,
he soothed. Good goaty.
But the animal wasn’t buying it. Lowering its head again it bounded towards him. It was fast. Much faster than Ben. He hammered on the door of the closest hut as the goat’s hooves chewed up the distance between them.
Hello?
he cried. Anyone home? I’d really like to come in, please!
No one answered. The goat was almost on him now. Ben tried the door handle. Locked. Just his luck.
Up here,
called a familiar voice. Ben glanced up to see a small girl in a forest-green tunic reaching down to him. He caught her hand and scrambled up on to the roof. Below him, the goat hit the door like a battering ram, smashing it from its hinges and making the whole hut tremble and shake.
The goat barrelled through the open doorway and disappeared out of sight. From up on the roof, Ben heard it bleat with rage as it kicked and butted the inside of the hut to pieces.
Ben looked across to the girl who had helped him. Paradise Little was so short Ben had once mistaken her for an elf. She was skinny, too, but Ben knew she was still pretty tough. For a girl, at least.
Saved your life,
she gloated.
I had everything under control,
Ben insisted.
Paradise gave a snort. Yeah, right. If I hadn’t grabbed you you’d have been a pancake.
Ben decided it probably wasn’t the best time to get into an argument. So where is everyone?
he asked. Actually, let me guess. Hiding.
If the people of Lump were good at anything, they were good at hiding. Whenever danger reared its ugly head, you could always rely on the Lumpites to run screaming in the opposite direction, then barricade themselves safely out of harm’s way.
There was a smash of breaking wood from below and the hut gave another shake.