Maxx Fragg Snippet #8 - Fear the Corn Flake

Welcome back to another Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday! I’m glad you’re here. You’re just in time to share in another new set of great writing snippets from an equally great group of authors over at SciFiFanSat. Stop over and make sure you check them all out. This week, I’m still sharing from the opening chapter of my new novel, Maxx Fragg, V.P.I. Things are heating up for our two ghost hunters and not just because they’re chasing a ghost in the kitchen who apparently likes or strongly dislikes microwave popcorn.  I hope you enjoy this week’s snippet._______________________________________________________________________                       Maxx whispered in his friend’s ear, “We’ve been through this a hundred times. Remember, it’s just a computer program. Think of it like a level on Planet of Punishment and kick some ghost butt.”
           Maxx reached for the handle just as a flaming microwave smashed through the door, shooting out between the two ghost hunters. The burning appliance rolled across the living room floor, sputtering and sparking its last breaths inches away from Travis and Debbie.            Maxx grabbed Tane as he waved back to Debbie. “We were just coming up with a battle plan,” he said, pushing Tane into the kitchen.             Yanking the door shut behind his friend, Maxx heard glass shattering and wood breaking in the kitchen. He bent down to peek through the hole in the door as a tidal wave of corn flakes spewed out, covering him in crumbs.            “I think it’s getting tired,” Maxx said, ducking down to avoid a burst of water. “What are you trying to do in there? Drown it?”           “This isn’t easy, you know,” Tane shouted. “I could use some help in here. No! Do not squirt that.”
Oh, the condiments!  Maybe an otherworldly cook-off is in order.  There’s only one way to find out.  Come back next week to see what happens OR if you really have to know right now – you can always check out your own copy of the book by clicking Maxx Fragg, V.P.I. It’s okay, I won’t mind. Hope you had fun. Have a great weekend and I’ll see you in seven!