{"product_id":"klawde-evil-alien-warlord-cat-target-earth-4-isbn-9781524787295","title":"Klawde: Evil Alien Warlord Cat: Target: Earth #4","description":"\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003e\"Applaud for KLAWDE. Two paws up!\"--Dav Pilkey, creator of the Dog Man series.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\"Funny, savage, and brilliant, Klawde is the pet I wish I had.\"--Max Brallier, \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e Bestselling author of \u003ci\u003eThe Last Kids on Earth\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKlawde is not your basic cat. He's an emperor from another planet, exiled to Earth. He's cruel. He's cunning. He's brilliant... and he's also Raj Banerjee's best friend.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn book four of the Klawde series, our favorite warlord cat turns his malevolent gaze to the one target he never thought he'd consider: Earth. But conquering a world is a challenge, even for Klawde, and he'll need two things for his plan to succeed: an army of zombie squirrels, and, of course, \u003ci\u003emoney\u003c\/i\u003e. Lots of money. And he has a plan to get it. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMeanwhile, as his evil pet plots world domination, Raj is also trying to make some extra cash. He's dying for a cool virtual-reality headset and is determined to get his yard-cleaning business off the ground to pay for it. But when a friendly neighbor catches wind of Klawde's plan, Raj and Klawde's stories collide, and Raj may end up paying for his cat's schemes... \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWill Klawde's thirst for power finally be quenched? Can Raj bear the responsibility of a small business? And why are all the squirrels acting strange...?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHeavily illustrated, with a hilarious, biting voice that switches between Raj's and Klawde's perspectives, this is the story of an unlikely friendship that emerges between a boy and the evil cat who arrived on his doorstep.Johnny Marciano is a \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling author and illustrator. The fourth book in his Klawde: Evil Alien Warlord Cat series is set to come out in Summer 2020. His previous work for kids ranges from The Witches of Benevento series to \u003ci\u003eThe No-Good Nine\u003c\/i\u003e to \u003ci\u003eMadeline at the White House\u003c\/i\u003e, while his nonfiction work for adults includes the humorous word book \u003ci\u003eAnonyponymous\u003c\/i\u003e as well as \u003ci\u003eWhatever Happened to the Metric System\u003c\/i\u003e. Johnny lives in Headquarters, NJ, with his wife, daughter, two cats, and a dog.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEmily Chenoweth is the author of \u003ci\u003eHello Goodbye\u003c\/i\u003e and the ghostwriter of several young adult \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e Bestsellers. Under the name Emily Raymond, she has co-authored eight books with James Patterson, including \u003ci\u003eFirst Love\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eExpelled\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eWitch \u0026amp; Wizard: The Lost\u003c\/i\u003e. She lives in Portland, Oregon, with her partner, the writer Jon Raymond, and their two daughters.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eRobb Mommaerts is an illustrator living and working in the frigid state of Wisconsin. He hasn't changed much from his childhood years in the fact that he still mostly loves drawing monsters, dinosaurs, and robots. From his basement dungeon, he works primarily in the world of game art, children's books, character design, and comics. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen not attempting to put the strange daydreams from his head to paper, he and his wife are trying to keep up with two kids and a dog.\u003cb\u003eCHAPTER 0\u003cbr\u003e  \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Perched upon the dining table, I gazed out over a scene of destruction. I had shredded a pillow, mutilated a houseplant, and toppled every vase I could find.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Usually such random acts of violence did much to improve my mood. Today, however, they did nothing to curb my rage.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Though I had suffered endless humiliations from the moment I set paw on this miserable planet, nothing—­not living with ogres, having to lick my own fur, or being repeatedly betrayed by my enemies—­could compare to the news I had received three moonrises ago. On my home planet, I was being called Wyss-­Kuzz the . . . the . . . \u003ci\u003eDog Lover.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eHiss!\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I was about to do something truly terrible when the communicator rang. I raced down to the bunker. My minion, Flooffee-Fyr, was calling.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Tell me quickly,” I said. “Have you yet convinced the felines of Lyttyrboks that I am not friends with that despicable spacemutt?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Um . . . well, not really, Supreme Leader.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Does this mean that they are still calling me Wyss-­Kuzz the—\u003ci\u003ehack hack\u003c\/i\u003e—­Dog Lover?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Oh no,” Flooffee said, brightening. “They’re not calling you that at all anymore.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e My rage softened. My hopes soared. Finally, the mood of the mob had turned!\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “They’re more calling you, uh . . .” Flooffee paused. “Well . . . now they’re calling you Wyss-­Kuzz the Butt-Sniffer.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It took all my training—­all the discipline in my warrior soul—­not to begin a new rampage of destruction. My claws pulsed with the urge to wreak havoc. I had not felt \u003cb\u003efury\u003c\/b\u003e like this in—­\u003ci\u003ein\u003c\/i\u003e—­well, in at least five minutes.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Flooffee blinked stupidly at me.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “What?” I roared. “Why are you looking at me like that?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Um, I was just wondering?” he said. “Is it true?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Is \u003ci\u003ewhat\u003c\/i\u003e true?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Have you ever sniffed a dog’s butt?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003eHISSSS!\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Or Flabby’s butt?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I hung up on the infuriating fool and went upstairs to take a Focus Nap.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Upon reaching this state of higher feline consciousness, certain facts became clear to me. My current reputation made the reconquest of Lyttyrboks impossible at present. But in the meantime, it was crucial that I keep my conquesting skills sharp. If I didn’t, what would Generalissima Zok say at the next meeting of the Allied Warlords of Evil club? It was imperative that I vanquish a planet—­\u003ci\u003eany\u003c\/i\u003e planet, no matter how vile or backward it might be.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e This, naturally, led me to think of Earth.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e Chapter 1\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Klawde!” I yelled as I came inside and dropped my backpack in the hall. “Where are you?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e There was no answer, so I grabbed a handful of potato chips and went upstairs. He was asleep on my pillow, and considering the mood he’d been in lately, I decided not to wake him. Besides, I could hardly wait to open my computer and get online. Because \u003ci\u003etoday\u003c\/i\u003e was the day the new VisionQuest Ultra was being released!\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The VQ Ultra was the best virtual reality headset money could buy. It was insanely light, wireless, and it came with six motion sensors that tracked your every move. It even had a connected drone, which you could control with the headset. \u003ci\u003eI had to buy the VQ Ultra!\u003c\/i\u003e The only problem was how much it cost.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was \u003cb\u003e$1,286\u003c\/b\u003e—­and that was just for the headset. With all the cool accessories, it cost twice as much\u003ci\u003e.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e How would I ever come up with that kind of money? My allowance was ten bucks a week, and that was only if I actually did all my chores.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I tortured myself watching launch videos of the VQ Ultra until my computer crashed. I rebooted it, and five minutes later the stupid thing crashed again. It was Mom’s old laptop—­from, like, before I was born—­and it barely worked for anything but email.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Luckily, I had a cat who could help fix it.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Hey, Klawde—­”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “No.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Come on, Klawde. Please?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e He growled at me. “I am exceedingly busy.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Busy? You’ve been sleeping this whole time!”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Incorrect. I was engaged in a Focus Nap, followed by a Strategy Nap—­two of the nine fundamental nap states.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Please?” I begged him. “My computer keeps crashing.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Klawde flicked his tail. “Ask in the proper manner.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I sighed. I hated when he made me do this.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “O All-­Powerful Lord and Master, can you please assist a lowly, furless, pathetic Human and fix this computer?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “That was better,” he said. “Let me consider it. \u003ci\u003eNo\u003c\/i\u003e.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e Chapter 2\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Earth was hardly worth conquering, of course, as it was small, teeming with ogres, and in a particularly unattractive corner of the universe. This was why none of the other members of the Allied Warlords of Evil had bothered to vanquish it.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Still, I needed \u003ci\u003esomething\u003c\/i\u003e to occupy my time between naps.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e As I pondered how to crush Earth, however, certain problems presented themselves. Most signficantly, no matter how feeble the Human mind might be, the Human body was immensely strong.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Since these ogres could not be subjugated by brute force, I would need to use my superior feline brain. As the ancients say, \u003ci\u003e’Tis not the sharp claw, but the sharp mind that makes the victor.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e I was considering my options when the boy-­Human interrupted me with his latest complaint about his internet-­access device. He wanted me to repair it, but its technology was almost incomprehensibly crude. He might as well hand me two sticks and expect me to create nuclear fusion.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “For what pointless Human purpose do you need this machine?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e He explained that he wanted to watch videos of something called the VisionQuest Ultra. Placed upon one’s head, he informed me, this instrument allowed its wearer to see, hear, and act in any environment that could be imagined.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “They call it virtual reality,” he said. “And I want it.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Well of course \u003ci\u003eyou\u003c\/i\u003e would want to escape your reality,” I said.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e He failed to understand my biting wit.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “It’s like you’re in a different world, in someone else’s body,” he said. “And you’re controlling everything they do.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e My whiskers twitched.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “\u003ci\u003eControlling\u003c\/i\u003e them, you say?”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e The boy then brought out his phone so that we could watch a video advertising the device. As the capacity of this wearable technology became clear, my fur began to stand on end. Could this cumbersome Human gadget be repurposed for my own ends?\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e It was extremely primitive, of course. And yet it was not unlike the devices we used to manage our worker robots back on Lyttyrboks. And then it struck me. The Zom-Beam! My most brilliant creation! If I paired this Human apparatus with the Zom-Beam’s mind-­controlling psylo-­waves, this pathetic planet would be mine for the taking!\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e “Ogre, let us get this device,” I said. “RIGHT NOW.”\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e  ","brand":"Penguin Workshop","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46304430457061,"sku":"NP9781524787295","price":14.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781524787295.jpg?v=1767730809","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/klawde-evil-alien-warlord-cat-target-earth-4-isbn-9781524787295","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}