3 I’LL BET THE PEPPERONI BUTTONS ARE GOOD

CHAPTER THREE I'LL BET THE PEPPERONI BUTTONS ARE GOOD A couple of days had passed, and Franny hadn't been able to think of anything except how mean she had been to Igor. She remembered how Igor had always supported her experiments, even when he didn't really think they were a good idea. She thought back about how earlier that week he had helped out when she tried to develop a virus that would make people feel good all the time, instead of bad. "I mean, think about it. Why do viruses always have to be bad? Smiles are contagious. Laughter is contagious. People should be able to catch all sorts of good things."

Igor nodded in agreement, even though he had no idea what he was agreeing to.

She remembered how, a few days before that, he had assisted her when she tried to develop a breed of attractive and wart-free toads so that people would want them as pets. "Personally, I kind of like warts," Franny said. "But not everybody does. "And toads would be great for people to have around. They eat bugs that bother us, like flies and mosquitos. And you know those can get in anywhere!"

She thought back to when he had helped her attempt to make clothes out of pizza so that when they got dirty,

you could just eat them instead of having to wash them. Actually, Igor thought this one was a terrific idea: From time to time he enjoyed eating nonpizza clothes, especially socks. "He's always been a great assistant to me," Franny said. "I should have been nicer.

"I have to make this up to him. I'll do something silly to make him laugh," she said, and she got to work right away. It didn't take her very long to finish his gift. "He's going to love this!" she shouted, and ran to find him. "Look, Igor! I wanted to apologize, so I made this for you!" Igor just stared at it.