18. Our Doppel Gäng

CHAPTER 18 OUR DOPPEL GANG That afternoon, when George and Harold got home, they climbed up to their tree house to check on Crackers's eggs. George tried to push the door open, but something was in the way.

"Hey, there's a backpack blocking the door," said George. He reached in and pulled it toward him. "This—this looks like MY backpack!" "What's going on up there?" asked Harold, as George rummaged through the backpack. "My papers! My books! My lunch from yesterday!" said George. "This IS my backpack!" "It can't be," said Harold. "You're wearing your backpack!" George pushed the tree house door open and looked inside. "Oh, NOOOOO!" said George.

Harold climbed up next to George and looked inside the tree house. There, sleeping at the table, was Harold himself. And next to him, sprawled out and snoring on his beanbag chair, was George. "I TOLD you something bad would happen!" cried Harold. "Shhhhh!" said George. "Don't wake us up!" "I don't understand," Harold whispered. "How come WE'RE here?" "Well, it kind of makes sense," said George. "We just went back in time to yesterday, right?"

"Right," said Harold. "Well, where were we yesterday?" asked George. "We were right up here in the tree house, sleeping and... Oh, I get it," said Harold. "This is us from yesterday!" "Yeah," said George. "Remember how we accidentally created an extra Robo-Squid suit?" "Mmm-hmmm," said Harold. "I guess we accidentally created an extra George and Harold, too." "Perfect," said Harold sarcastically.