Sci Fi: The Globe

So. I am back. With a story. Excited yet? This story is actually the first part of a long book that will educate the world on the marvelous land of Abeemscbabeems, pronounced Abbeems Cabbabbeems. It also happened to be a winner of the Most Inventive award in a Sci Fi writing contest. Prepare to be weirded out.
Twelve-year-old Luke squinted at the surface of the large model earth on the desk in front of him, making sure that every detail was perfect. Once again, he twiddled a dial on the side of his comically large work goggles and zoomed in on the place where his own town was. Carefully, with a tool so thin it was impossible to see without a microscope (or goggles like Luke’s), he carved an amazingly detailed bird’s-eye-view of his house. Satisfied that his work was complete, Luke removed the goggles and glanced at the glowing digital numbers on his ordinary-looking alarm clock. Three a.m! No wonder he felt exhausted. He switched off the lamp on the desk and sank fully clothed onto the bed beside it. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Two hours later, he woke with a start as something soft and tickle-y wiggled itself into his ear. Sitting bolt upright, he glanced over at his alarm clock. A robotic arm had folded out of the front of it, grasping a small feather. Luke switched it off and the arm dropped the feather on the desk and folded back invisibly into the front of the clock. Luke quickly changed his clothes, carefully set the globe in a box, along with two pairs of the strange goggles, put a lid on it, and, pausing only to scribble a note to his parents explaining where he was, dashed out the door.
Once outside, Luke fastened the box to his motor scooter with bungee cords, then hopped on and squeezed the throttle. With a soft humming, the scooter whizzed out of the garage, down the driveway, and onto the street. Grinning to himself, Luke flipped a switch on the handlebars, and almost flew off the scooter with the sudden force of acceleration. It only took two minutes to cross town and arrive at Zak’s house. He parked the scooter in the driveway, undid the cords, and hurried the weighty box up the steps. He knew that Zak’s parents would probably still be in bed at six a.m. on a Saturday, so skipping the doorbell, he peered through the window for Zak.
Zak was sitting on the living room couch, reading a monstrosity of a book titled Statistic Theories. Luke tapped the window, and Zak looked up expectantly. He hurried to open the door for his friend.
“Whatcha got this time?” Zak asked, ushering Luke over to the couch. By way of reply, Luke pulled out the globe and set it on the coffee table.
“And it does…?” Zak prompted. Luke handed him the goggles. “Put those on and use the dial to zoom in on this globe. After you have examined it, I will demonstrate.” Zak obeyed.
“Whoa! This is awesome!” he exclaimed, scanning the globe’s surface with glee. “Is that my house?”
“Yeah,” Luke confirmed, seemingly engrossed in the globe’s base. “Take those off and look now.” Zak removed the goggles as Luke twisted a knob from OFF to ON. With the sound of an iMac starting up, the globe whirred to life and began rotating on its pedestal so slowly the motion was almost undetected.
“I actually don’t know if it works or not,” Luke admitted, “but we can find that out in a moment.” He passed a hand between the globe and the ceiling light. Both he and Zak gasped as the room grew frigid the moment the shadow of Luke’s hand crossed the globe. Outside, everything went pitch black for an instant. “It works all right!”
“What?”
“Everything we do to this globe will be replicated in life size upon the earth,” Luke babbled. “That’s why the detail had to be so great. Watch out the window.” Luke donned the goggles as Zak peered through the glass. Luke removed a Snickers bar from his pocket, shaved off the smallest shred of chocolate possible, and used the microscopic needle to apply it to the globe where Zak’s house was.
A shriek from Zak informed him that the chocolate was now in the yard. He joined his friend at the window. The world’s largest chunk of chocolate was towering several hundred feet into the air. With shouts of glee, the two boys dashed out the door to satisfy their chocolate love.
Half an hour later, they had barely even dented the thing. Baffled neighbors clustered around the chocolate monolith, while Zak and Luke retreated indoors to experiment with the globe some more. They put small crumbs of food on the continent of Africa, created a hurricane by swirling a toothpick in the Atlantic Ocean, and stole a satellite with a pair of tweezers and flushed it down the toilet. Of course, there was some explaining to do when Zak’s parents awoke and found the neighbors marveling (and gnawing) at the chocolate in the front yard, but they were used to the boys’ odd experiments and took the news well.
“I wonder, can we alter the face of the earth with this?” Zak asked after a while.
“How do you mean?”
“Well, suppose we were to create an island, and put it somewhere with ideal climate and resources.”
Luke began to catch on. “And put ourselves on it?”
“Sure, why not? It could be like our very own tropical getaway, created by us!” They decided to give it a try. Using the goggles, they found an uninhabited spot on the coast of Mexico. Luke used the tip of an Exacto knife to cut off a small piece of land and drag it to a perfect location on the equator. Hopefully Mexico wouldn’t mind.
“I believe you just created a massive tsunami on the east coast of Mexico,” Zak observed, watching the miniscule waves on the globe. “And possibly an earthquake and freak volcanoes.” The place where the bit of land had been glowed with red LED lights, which Zak asked about.
“I couldn’t fill the thing with actual magma, so I used LEDs to simulate the real thing. The way the lights behave is the way lava would now be moving,” Luke said, still moving the island around.
“That’s an affirmative to the volcanoes, then. Well, no one lives in that spot anyway.”
“Aha! Perfect!” Luke straightened. “I will now move us onto the island.”
“We better go out into the baseball field or something,” Zak suggested. “I don’t want my whole house going there.” Luke agreed, and they soon were standing in the baseball field, Luke holding the microscopic pintool over the globe.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Sure.” Luke donned the goggles and lowered the pintool. When he heard Zak’s warning shout, he lifted the goggles to watch the sky. A huge metal rod tapered to a fine point was descending out of the clouds. It sank into the dirt just a few feet away, scooping up the portion of the baseball field they were sitting on. Wind whipped through Luke’s hair as the pintool made a rapid ascent. He watched the earth drop away suddenly. The air grew thinner, and the sky darkened.
“Not too high!” Zak shouted. Luke carefully moved the pintool across the surface of the globe towards their island, trying to keep his eyes on the globe and not their current surroundings. Wow, he thought. I’m carrying us! “Don’t drop us,” Zak warned as Luke’s hand wobbled.
They touched down safely on the island. The beach was white sand, and beyond that, tall palms rose to form a dense jungle. The island was perfect, with the sun shining down through the clearest sky, the smell of salt, and the crash of the waves.
“Well, now that we’re here, what do we do?” Zak wondered.
“I really don’t know. Maybe we should have thought this through a bit more carefully.”
“We could start a new civilization, with us as the supreme rulers.”
“You need more than two twelve-year-olds to start a civilization.”
In the end, however, they went back to his house and placed an ad in the newspaper, offering people a chance to come live on the island free; who could resist that? Thirty-odd people signed up, and were told to meet in the baseball field by Zak’s house, near the strange crater.
“Hello to you all,” Zak greeted them when he and Luke arrived. “I am Zak, and this is Luke, and we are going to take you to the island.” This was received with some skeptical looks. “I advise you all to sit down, and scoot closer together. And don’t look down.” Luke jabbed with the pintool. Several dubious people screamed when Luke whisked them into the air on the end of a pin. It took only a few seconds to reach the island, but some of them were looking positively green by the time they got there. Zak, completely oblivious to the discomfort around him, stood and announced something that sounded like, “Welcome to Abeemscbabeems!”
“What the heck is an abbeems cabbabbeems?” Luke hissed.
“It is spelled A-B-E-E-M-S-C-B-A-B-E-E-M-S. It’s the name of the island I just barely made up.”
“That is the most ridiculous name I’ve ever heard.”
“So? Who said it had to be something ordinary?” Luke admitted he did have a point.
Gradually Zak’s dream civilization began to form. And it wasn’t all primitive like some of the people had imagined it to be. They had state-of-the-art technology at their hands, thanks to the brains of Luke and Zak and the way the globe allowed them to get almost anything they needed in an instant. Within five years, great cities dominated the skyline, growing continually as people flooded in.
After discovering that they were in a prime place for hurricanes, Zak and Luke set to work on designing a waterproof force field system that would cover the island, and allow anything but water to pass through it. It only took a few months to design, but another two years passed before the massive generators were assembled and placed at various points along the coast. However, there was now the absence of rain to cope with. Luke proposed the next greatest thing: an artificial atmosphere for the island.
People called him crazy. The were forgetting that they were talking to one of the world’s most brilliant teenagers. Zak was the other smartest teen. They had the artificial atmosphere up in no time, complete with imitation sunlight. It never rained too much, but not too little either. All of this done, the people of Abeemscbabeems were quite happy with Zak and Luke as their leaders… until the accident.
Luke, now nineteen, was worried about the safety of the island. After all, it had been sheared off the edge of Mexico, so it was only staying above sea level by balancing on an ever-thinning column of soil, sand, and rock. It was not actually attached to a continental plate anymore, it was just sitting on top of the South American plate. Luke was afraid that the lower half of the island would crumble all at once if it became too thin, and the whole of Abeemscbabeems would sink into the Atlantic. He began working on a miniscule support tower made of toothpick-thin steel rods. It was slow, tedious work. One night, Luke fell asleep while working, with the globe in front of him. The island’s lower half began to crumble, causing minor earthquakes throughout the island. Zak felt the disturbances and rushed to find Luke.
“Luke!” he shouted, charging into his friend’s study. Luke jerked awake, but doing so, his elbow knocked into the globe and it crashed to the floor. All at once, the world turned upside-down, literally. The boys slammed into the ceiling and wall in turn as the fragile balance of the island was shattered.
When the globe fell, it was lucky enough to hit the floor on the Pacific Ocean, but it created a massive worldwide earthquake and terrible tsunamis as far inland as Nebraska; completely swamping Japan and Korea. Luke could barely imagine the chaos the world was experiencing, so he snatched the globe as the island continued to be rocked about, and flicked the switch to OFF. As the globe flew out of his grasp and smashed to pieces against the far wall, the island stopped its wild careening to sink slowly to the ocean floor.
“What just happened?” Zak gasped, emerging from beneath a shattered chair.
“I think we just caused the biggest natural disaster in the history of the world. And now Abeemscbabeems is sinking to the bottom of the ocean,” Luke replied, massaging his ribs where he had hit the wall. “Good thing we have the force field and the artificial atmosphere and sunlight.”
Since then, Abeemscbabeems has faded from memory completely, though the people on it still thrive on the ocean floor. It has remained forgotten completely… until now.

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5 thoughts on “Sci Fi: The Globe

  1. Hey I found your blog entry and read your latest story. I’ll have to show it to Grandpa, he loves sicence fiction. I’ll be looking forward to the further adventures of Luke and Zak in Abeemscbabeems.

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