Ant Clancy Games Detective

ambitions for this company I don’t much like. One day in the future, I think the world might need protecting from Crunch Hut. It makes me sad to say it.’ She sighed.
Ant began to ask whether they’d argued about Operation Wipeout, but she talked over him. He remembered that she couldn’t hear him. Kelly had filmed this many years before.
‘So this is where you come in,’ she said. ‘You and your dragon can now defend any game. I’ve been training you both up, hoping you will help protect the world from whatever my darling brother has in mind. I’ll be watching, too, if I’m still around. So, all I can say is good luck.’
‘No, no, no, don’t go!’ cried Ant, but it was too late: Kelly Crunch sighed, reached over and pressed a button. The video stopped and the screen shrank then disappeared from the sky.
Now it made sense why Kody hated Kismet so much: it had been Kelly’s creation, not his. Ant started to feel annoyed with Kelly. Why wasn’t she here right now, protecting the world from her brother? Where was she?
Ant felt lonelier than ever. Then he remembered he had Griff and Rubie by his side. And, of course, Pradahl. If she were able to play with them in any game, think what that would mean for their games detective agency!
He turned and rubbed her nose and she butted her forehead against his shoulder, then they started to walk through the mist. Before long they came to a curved edge, over which the clouds tumbled like a waterfall. Ant gasped as he saw, a long way below, a slowly rotating disc of stars and planets and masses of cosmic dust.
‘It’s the whole of Kismet Cosmos,’ he whispered, overwhelmed by its beauty. From where they stood, he could pick out the individual planets they both knew so well: Zoberne and Aneome, even tiny Mantros. Now he realised that all those planets had simply been training them up, him and Pradahl, getting them ready for bigger adventures ahead. Kismet Heaven wasn’t the end: it was just the beginning.
‘Pradahl, our little team has a huge job to do!’ said Ant. ‘Kody Crunch is bound to try Operation Wipeout again. But between us all, we can take him on.’
Pradahl nudged Ant’s shoulder and huffed happy puffs of smoke.

First published in 2019
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