5 Franny Tosses Her Cookies

CHAPTER FIVE FRANNY TOSSES HER COOKIES Igor sat patiently and listened to Franny. "Not one," she said, dropping the toenail fungus translator on the floor. "In my whole class not one other kid has even thought about conducting an experiment! Dancing, yes! Collecting, yes! Athletics, yes! But mad science, NO!"

Franny continued her rant as she checked the progress of her various experiments. "One kid had a terrarium with a chameleon, but—get this—he doesn't do any experiments with it!" Igor wasn't crazy about chameleons since the first time Franny's giant chameleon had tried to swallow him. But he shook his head and tried to appear as though he agreed with Franny.

"I asked Miss Shelly if I could put off doing my presentation until tomorrow. After Billy shared his hobby, which is making pretty, pretty cookies, my heart just wasn't in it. Pretty, pretty cookies. I mean, seriously, Igor, that has to be the dumbest hobby of all. Imagine doing all that measuring and mixing and waiting, just for pretty, pretty cookies. Look— he even brought some in for everyone." Franny tossed her pretty, pretty cookies in the air and shot a sizzling death ray through them.

"These kids are so misguided, Igor. They don't know what they're missing. Their interests are absolutely useless. Maybe nobody has ever really showed them why mad science is really the only hobby on earth." Franny stopped and grinned broadly. "That's it, Igor. It's up to me to show them where they went wrong. I can show them what they should be interested in. And I can see it's going to take more than a toenail fungus translator."