0531,可怕的太阳能冲浪 Scary Solar Surfing

Scary Solar Surfing 

Things were busy at the Benbow Inn and B.E.N. wasn't helping much! The clumsy robot had already spilled purp juice on a whole family of Cyclopes, broken a whole set of Mrs. Hawkins's Alponian chowder bowls, and was now chasing a healthy serving of Zirellian jellyworms across the dining room floor. 'Don't you worry, Mrs. H.," B.E.N. assured the innkeeper. "Tell those spacers their lunch will be on the table in just one minute . . . whoops! Better make that two minutes." "Jim!" Mrs. Hawkins cried, seeing her son. "Going surfing, I see. Wouldn't you love to take B.E.N. outt for a ride you? "Oh boy, oh boyl I've always wanted to do this!" said the robot as Jim unfurled the solar sail and therng Wheel? Y . "Where's the steei Where's the on button?" "Hang on there., B.E.N.," said Jim. "There is no •steering wheel. All o have to do is lean-----like this. And there is no o button. In fact, whatever you do, do not touch this button here, "Roger that!" said B.E.N. "Stepping o button a no-no. I completely understand and will not, under any circumstances Aghhhhhhr To Jim's dismay, B.E.N. kicked the very button Jim had warned him not to. Instantly, the sail refracted and the solar surfer began to fall. "Help! Help! Help" cried B.E.N., leaping onto Jim's back and holding on with all his might. It was all Jim could do to balance himself as the surfer spiraled out of control! Luckily, there was no better surfe in all the greater galaxy than young Jim Hawkins, and after a few heart-stopping seconds, they were back under control. "Phew!" sighed E.N.B., wiping his meta brow. "That was a close one, huh?" "Yeah," muttered Jim. "But it was pretty cool, too," B.E•N. went on. Jim started to smile. "Yeah,' he "It was." cc it do it again?" asked , B.E.N. Jim's smile widened. "AbsolutelYI he said. And off they went.