7 The Little Sew and Sew

CHAPTER SEVEN THE LITTLE SEW AND SEW Franny walked into her lab. Igor took one look at her and brought her Snookyfangs, her stuffed bat. Franny smiled a bit. Igor always knew what she wanted even before she asked. Dogs are like that, she thought.

She sat down on her chair, but jumped right back up with a squeal when she realized she had sat on her chameleon. "I didn't even see him there! Amazing how he can change to look like whatever he needs to," she said to herself. She sat back down to cuddle up to Snookyfangs and have a think. Her parrot interrupted the quiet with a perfect imitation of Franny's squeal. Franny didn't like to be mocked, but it was hard not to admire how quickly this bird could make any sort of sound it

wanted. "Quite a talent," Franny said.

Suddenly Franny sprang to her feet, sending Snookyfangs flying. "That's it!" she howled, and Igor ran for cover. A howling mad scientist can be a very bad thing.

"Sensing what people want, looking any way you need to, sounding like whatever you want to. The answers are here. They're all right here in the lab!"

Franny started activating various machines, her fantastic mad-scientist brain racing ahead to the next step, and the one after that. "Igor! Fetch me my sewing machine!"