F IVE LARGE, HAIRY MEN were gathered for a top secret meeting in a bunker under the presidential palace in the city of Krpsht. Krpsht (pronounced Krpsht) was the capital of the Republic of Krpshtskan, a poor, mountainous nation with few vowels and a population of four million, including goats.
The five were very powerful men, at least for Krpshtskan. The oldest and largest and hairiest man, known as Grdankl the Strong, was the president, a position he had won in a national election contest against nobody. His campaign slogan had been Vote for Grdankl, or Die. The other four men were Krpshtskans first, second, third, and fourth vice presidents, who also happened to be the presidents brothers. Their job was to agree with the president at all times.
These five men were looking over the shoulder of a very thin and very nervous young man seated at a computer. The young mans name was Vrsk, and he held the lofty title of Krpshtskan minister of technology. Vrsk had been appointed to this post because he was the only person in Krpshtskan who could work the official government computer, which was the only working computer in Krpshtskan.
At the moment the screen was dark.
Why is it taking so long? barked Grdankl the Strong, speaking in the Krpsht language, which has been compared to the sound of a duck burping. The first, second, third, and fourth vice presidents nodded vigorously and frowned to indicate that they, too, thought it was taking too long.
Its booting up, said Vrsk. It takes a while. Its Windows 98. I tried to upgrade to Vista, but the processor
No more talking! said Grdankl the Strong, who did not like to hear people say things that he did not understand. Turn it on!
Vrsk turned back to the computer screen, relieved to see that it was now flickering to life. His relief turned to horror when he saw that he had failed to disable his usual screen saver, which was a picture of Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit.
Grdankl the Strong looked at the screen, grunted, and said, in English, Catwoman.
The four vice presidents nodded in agreement and said, Catwoman.
Vrsk, relieved that nobody was going to hit him, at least for now, clicked the computer mouse and opened a Web browser. He was pleased to see that the Internet connectionit was the only one in Krpshtskanwas working. Manipulating the mouse, he opened a map site. An image of Earth, seen from space, came into view. Vrsk centered the window over eastern North America, then began to zoom in, closer and closer, until the sprawling metropolis of Washington, D.C., filled the screen. He zoomed in closer until individual buildings could be easily recognized. One by one, he showed the president close-up aerial views of the Capitol, the White House, and the Pentagon.
The president nodded. The four vice presidents nodded also.
Vrsk then zoomed out a bit and began to pan north on the screen window. He stopped over a Maryland suburb just outside the Washington city limit, then zoomed in until the screen was filled with a large building complex surrounded by parking lots and athletic fields.
There, he said.
Grdankl the Strong frowned at the screen.
You are sure? he said. This is the place?
Vrsk checked a sheet of paper next to the computer. I am sure, he said.
Grdankl the Strong nodded and turned to his vice presidents. It is very close to the American government, he said, just as Prmkt told us.
The vice presidents nodded in agreement. Grdankl the Strong turned back to Vrsk, and, pointing at the buildings on the screen, said, Prmkt is there?
Yes, said Vrsk. He works there, under a different name. He sends me e-mails from there.
Grdankl the Strong looked at the buildings, nodded, and turned back to his vice presidents. He is very smart, Prmkt. Very smart.
The vice presidents agreed.
If Prmkt is right, continued Grdankl the Strong, if his plan works, then in one instantone instantthe whole American government will stop, and America will be like a chicken with its head cut off, running around likelike He snapped his fingers, trying to think what it would be like.
Like a chicken with no head? suggested the first vice president.
Exactly, said Grdankl the Strong. Like a chicken with no head. And then the Americans will be sorry that they ever dared to insult the Republic of Krpshtskan. Very sorry. Grdankl the Strong started to laugh, thinking about Americas impending doom. The four vice presidents also laughed. Vrsk also started to laugh, but he was stopped by a look from the fourth vice president, letting Vrsk know that this was strictly a high-level laugh.
Then Grdankl the Strong grew quiet, and immediately all laughter in the bunker ceased. Grdankl the Strong gestured toward the buildings on the computer screen.
And the beauty of it is, he said, if Prmkts plan worksand I am certain Prmkts plan will workthe Americans will do it to themselves. The American children will do it. They will bring down their own country! It is genius!
The four vice presidents nodded, agreeing on the genius of the plan.
Grdankl the Strong tapped the screen with a fat finger and asked Vrsk, What is this place again?
It is a school, said Vrsk. A public school. Its name is he consulted the piece of paper, then, in heavily accented English, said, Hubble Middle School.
Grdankl the Strong looked at the screen and smiled.
The mightiest nation on earth, he said, brought to its knees by children.
T OBY HARBINGER, backpack slung over his left shoulder, hurried through the halls of Hubble Middle School. His goal was to get to Gifted Science before the ME kids got there.
ME was short for Manor Estates, a development of giant houses that cost millions of dollars and had more bathrooms than people. Toby knew that, based on the law of averages, there should be at least one Manor Estates kid who was not a total jerk, but so far he had not met that kid.