6. Calling Captain Underpants

CHAPTER 6 CALLING CAPTAIN UNDERPANTS Meanwhile, across town at the Piqua Juvenile Detention Center, George and Harold were getting ready for bed. "You know," said George, "I don't really mind being stuck here in juvie." "Yeah," said Harold. "It's not much different from our old school except that they have library books here." "And a music teacher," said George. "And an art teacher," said Harold.

As the two boys discussed the similarities between elementary school and forced confinement in a harsh, authoritarian penal institute, they heard the sounds of booming footsteps getting louder and louder. Soon, their entire building began to shake violently with each thundering stride. George and Harold dashed to their windows and saw Tippy's terrifying Robo-Suit stomping toward them, freezing anyone and everything that stood in its way. "Oh, NO!" screamed Harold. "We're DOOMED!"

Tippy stopped at the main entrance to the center and demanded to speak with whoever was in charge. After a few minutes, the center's administrator, Director Hector Schmector, showed up nervously at the door. "Umm..." said Director Schmector. "M-M-May I help you?" "Do you have two kids in there named George Beard and Harold Hutchins?" shouted Tippy.

"Uh, yeah," said Director Schmector. "Those two kids are nothing but trouble. They're always pulling pranks, too! I mean, you can't sit on a toilet around here without getting ketchup sprayed in your underwear! And last week, they— "JUST HAND THEM OVER!" Tippy interrupted. "Hey, no prob!" Director Schmector chuckled, trying to sound cool.

Director Hector Schmector pranced excitedly to George and Harold's cell, grabbed them by the arms, and escorted them to the front door. "This'll teach you for putting hair remover in my shampoo!" said Director Schmector. Hector tossed the boys outside and locked the door. George and Harold stood trembling before Tippy's massive Robo-Suit as the crazed inventor chuckled menacingly. "Hello, George and Harold!" crowed Tippy. "Remember me?"

The boys were too frightened to speak. "Hey, Tippy," said Mr. Krupp. "You don't need me anymore, do you? I mean, I told you where you could find the brats, right? You can let me go now, right?" "I guess so," said Tippy. He set Mr. Krupp down on the ground by George and Harold. "Ha!" Mr. Krupp laughed. "I never thought I'd be happy to see you two kids again! You bubs are in BIG TROUBLE NOW!" Almost without thinking, George and Harold reached out their hands and snapped their fingers. SNAP! SNAP!