9 Ch9-Spying on Mr. Docker

Chapter 9 Spying on Mr. Docker Spying on people is cool. My sister, Amy, and I spy on our parents all the time. We tiptoe around and hide behind the furniture so we can write down their conversations. I always hope to hear good secrets, but all my parents ever talk about is whose turn it is to take out

the garbage and stuff like that. They're the most boring parents in the history of the world. On Saturday me, Michael, Andrea, and Emily rode our bikes to Ryan's house. Ryan was all ready. He had sunglasses for all of us, because spies always wear sunglasses. He had his milk carton

periscope. Ryan even had one of his famous stink bombs. "Okay," he said, "let's synchronize our potato clock." "What does that mean?" Emily asked. "I don't know," Ryan said. "But they always synchronize their watches in spy movies." We tiptoed down the street to Mr. Docker's house. It looked pretty normal. You would never know a mad scientist lived there. We hid behind a tree across the street. Ryan looked in the periscope. "Can you see anything?" Andrea asked. "No."

"Maybe he's not home," said Emily. "We should go." "Let's get closer," I said. We tiptoed across the street and sneaked up Mr. Docker's driveway. "If he comes home right now, we'll be in big trouble," Emily said. "Don't be a baby," I said. "Come on. Let's peek in the window." I looked in the window. I was hoping to see Mr. Docker swapping brains with someone, but there was nobody inside. "He's not home," Andrea said. "Let's get out of here." "Oops." I turned around. Ryan dropped the

stink bomb in the middle of Mr. Docker's driveway! It broke open and the stink got out. "Ewww, it's disgusting!" Andrea said, holding her nose. "Ugh, I think I'm gonna die," I said. I didn't think things could get any

worse, but they did. Suddenly the garage door opened! Mr. Docker was standing there! He had a knife in his hand! We all screamed! "He's crazy!" Andrea shouted. "Run for your life!"