Chapter 3

Chapter 3 SHING! FOOSH! PLOP! "A little help here!" announced Sugar from the bottom of the hole the next morning. Dirt rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and marched toward the unfinished shelter. SHING! FOOSH! PLOP! A spoonful of dirt landed at her feet. SHING! FOOSH! "I thought we agreed to vote on this," Dirt protested from the edge of the hole. PLOP!

"We did. This morning, at three thirty, in the spare tire under the blue tarp in the Connolly's garage next door," said Sugar. "I was the only one there." "Three thirty in the morning?!" cried Dirt. "Under a tarp?" "Voting is not always convenient," replied Sugar. "Sugar," Dirt replied, "if we had known the vote was at three thirty under the tarp in the Connolly's garage, we would have voted against the shelter—and you know it." Poppy and Sweetie arrived sleepy-eyed at the hole. Sugar leaned her spoon against the side of the hole and walked up the handle. "Fine. Everybody's here. Let's vote now." "Thank you, Sugar," said Dirt. "All in favor of a shelter for everybody—" "Not so fast, kid," interrupted Sugar. "What's the password?" "Password?" asked Dirt.

"The secret password you need to vote," explained Sugar. "A secret password to vote? That's unconstitutional!" Dirt and Sugar stared at each other from opposite sides of the hole. "Sorry, kid. Time's up," Sugar said finally. "The correct answer was SHELEILA." "Sugggarrrrrr!" growled Dirt.

"Seems to me that if you've got some special voting rules—like 'no passwords'—you should have mentioned it yesterday," said Sugar. "It's important for voting rules to be very clear. Don't you agree?" "Fine," said Dirt. "Next time no passwords, and we all need to know in advance WHEN the vote is going to take place and WHERE the vote is going to take place." "Deal." Sugar jerked her head toward the hole. Poppy and Sweetie jumped in. "Oooh!" oozed Sweetie. "Where did you get all these shiny spoons?"

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"Over there," replied Sugar, without pointing her wing in any particular direction. "Over where?" asked Dirt. "Garage sale," replied Sugar. "Huh?" asked Dirt. "Garbage," replied Sugar. "What?!" cried Dirt. "Squirrels," replied Sugar. SHING! SHING! FOOSH! FOOSH! Two spoonfuls of dirt flew out of the hole. PLOP! PLOP! Sugar motioned for Dirt to get to work. Dirt refused to move. "Suit yourself," replied Sugar, "but when a giant space rock is hurtling toward Earth at the speed of light with an impact not seen since the extinction of the dinosaurs and the cavemen, you're going to wish you were in here!" "Wait a minute," said Poppy from the hole. "How is a hole going to keep us safe from a