Chapter 11

Chapter 11 "Look out below!" came a voice from above. Sugar, Dirt, Sweetie, and Grumpy Squirrel looked up just in time to see a little red house with a green slanted roof falling from the tree. Sticking out of the hole in the middle were two funky orange feathers, attached to the lumpy, egg head of their brother. "Poppy!!" yelled Dirt and Sugar. THUD!! The house landed with a crash, and split open. Dozens and dozens of acorns scattered across the ground.

"I guess I won't need the hammer anymore," said Grumpy Squirrel. He scurried along the ground, picking up as many acorns as he could. Sugar, Dirt, and Sweetie rushed over to their brother and helped him get up onto his feet. "Are you okay?" asked Sweetie. "I'm fine," answered Poppy. "I'm just glad to be out of that tree!" "What were you doing up there?" asked Sugar. "It smells better than the shoe," said Poppy. "Can't argue with that," said Sweetie.

"I got stuck," answered Poppy. "That hole in the front was not built for a well-fed chicken. Grumpy Squirrel found me, and then he moved the whole house!" "Look what you've done to my birdhouse!" cried the little blue bird. "Tough break, Weird Blue Chicken," said Sugar. "But that's the price you pay for stealing acorns."

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"I am not a Weird Blue Chicken!" said the little blue bird. "Why can't you just call me by my real name?" "Simple," said Sugar. "You never told me your name." "My name is Winnie," she said. "I'm a blue jay." "Not from around here, are you, Winnie?" asked Sugar. "How did you know?" asked Winnie. "We have rules in the yard," said Sugar. "Acorns belong to the finder." "Well, it's not fair!" cried Winnie. "Grumpy Squirrel hogs all the acorns! They are supposed to be for everybody!" "She has a point, Grumpy Squirrel," said Dirt. "Seems like there should be enough acorns to go around." "I need all the acorns," explained Grumpy Squirrel. "They're the only things I eat." "That might explain why you are so grumpy," said Sugar.

"Here," said Dirt. She held out a strawberry. "Try this." Grumpy Squirrel sniffed the fruit for a second and then took a teeny, tiny bite. "Not bad," he said. "Not bad at all."