11. Fun with Hypnosis

CHAPTER 11 FUN WITH HYPNOSIS When Harold bent down to close the file cabinet, he took a quick look inside. "Whoa!" he cried. "Look at all the stuff in here!" The file cabinet was filled with everything Mr. Krupp had taken away from the boys over the years. There were slingshots, whoopee cushions, skateboards, fake doggy doo-doo—you name it, it was in there. "Look at this!" cried George. "A big stack of Captain Underpants comics!" "He's got every issue!" said Harold.

For hours, the two boys sat on the floor laughing and reading their comics. Finally, George looked up at the clock. "Yikes!" he said. "It's almost lunchtime! We better clean up this mess and get to class." The boys looked up at their principal, who had been standing behind them in a trance all morning. "Gee, I almost forgot about Mr. Krupp," said Harold. "What should we do with him?" "Do you want to have some fun?" asked George. "Why not?" said Harold. "I haven't had any fun in the last four to six weeks!"

"Cool," said George. He walked up to Mr. Krupp and snapped his fingers. SNAP! "You are—a chicken!" he said. Suddenly, Mr. Krupp leaped onto his desk and flapped his arms. "Cluck, cluck, cluck-cluck," he cried, kicking his papers off the desk behind him and pecking at his pen-and-pencil set. George and Harold howled with laughter. "Let me try, let me try," said Harold. "Ummm, you are a—a monkey!"

"You gotta snap your fingers," said George. "Oh, yeah," said Harold. SNAP! "You are a monkey!" Suddenly, Mr. Krupp sprang off his desk and began swinging from the fluorescent light fixtures. "Ooo-ooo, ooo- oooo, OOOOO!" he shrieked, leaping from one side of the room to the other. George and Harold laughed so hard they almost cried.

"My turn, my turn!" said George. "Let's see. What should we turn him into next?" "I know," Harold said, holding up a Captain Underpants comic. "Let's turn him into Captain Underpants!" "Good idea," said George. SNAP! "You are now the greatest superhero of all time: The Amazing Captain Underpants!" Mr. Krupp tore down the red curtain from his office window and tied it around his neck. Then he took off his shoes, socks, shirt, pants, and his awful toupee.

"Tra-La-Laaaaa!" he sang. Mr. Krupp stood before them looking quite triumphant, with his cape blowing in the breeze of the open window. George and Harold were dumbfounded. "You know," said George, "he kinda looks like Captain Underpants." "Yeah," Harold replied. After a short silence, the two boys looked at each other and burst into laughter. George and Harold had never laughed so hard in all their lives. Tears ran down their faces as they rolled about the floor, shrieking in hysterics. After a while, George pulled himself up from the floor for another look. "Hey," George cried. "Where'd he go?"