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Chipmunk and I were just talking about how much fun we had at the zoo,” Sweety said. “We loved the pandas—didn’t we, Chipper? ” “Actually,” Chipmunk said, “I . . ” Sweety asked him. ” Mrs. Heinie walked back to her seat. The bus hit a hard bump. “Ohhhhh! ” Chipmunk moaned. ” P L L L L L L L L L L L “ULLLLL He ulllllllllped all over Joe Sweety. 33 Chapter 5 Chipmunk’s Last Words The Big Sweety let out a huge roar. Then he ripped off Chipmunk’s shirt and used it to mop the puke off his own clothes.
Rain poured down, drumming hard on the bus roof. Jennifer Ecch grabbed me. She squeezed my arms until they looked like drinking straws. ” she asked. ” I said. “Let go of me. ” She giggled. ” Lightning flashed. The rain pounded down. Sweety was still showing his fists to Chipmunk. Was it a tense ride back to school? Are goldfish made out of fish? Finally, the bus squealed to a stop in front of the Student Center. The door opened, and we all pushed our way out into the rain. Ducking our heads, we ran into the front hall.
Feenman and Crench stared at me. “You’re kidding, Bernie. ” I shook my head. “Of course not. I’m a talker, not a fighter. That’s how we’ll get Sweety. ” Crench said. “Fight with our brains? ” I made a fist and tapped Crench on the forehead. “Knock-knock,” I said. ” Crench replied. ” I said. “Leave the thinking to me, Crench. Save your brain. ” “Yeah,” Crench said.