11. Uh-Oh

Chapter 11 Uh-Oh I yanked on that chair. I tugged. I pulled. I whirled around like Goofy chasing his tail. Gus and Dewan and Coco and Maria tried to get up too. But those chairs were stuck to our clothes.

Permanently. Just like the glue label had promised. "Uh-oh," I said. Real softly. No one heard me except Gus. All the kids were too busy screaming about their bobbles. And running around like crazy people. Parents were dashing over to see what all the fuss was about. Coco's dad was recording the whole mess. And Ms. Diz looked a little like she might faint. If you asked me, they were getting a little carried away about the head bobbles. I mean, really, SOME of us had more important problems.

Like butt chairs. "Roscoe," Gus said. "How come you said 'Uh-oh'? Did you do something?" "The don't-you-dare glue," I whispered. "I sort of dared."

"Whoa." Gus wiggled the chair attached to his rear end. "That is SOME glue." "I'm doomed," I said. "Totally," Gus said. Emma ran over to me. She was yanking on her head bobbles. Just like everyone else. "Roscoe," she said, "did you use the don't-you-dare glue on the bobbles?" That Emma! She knows me so well. "ROSCOE RILEY!" Coco yelled. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO HANDED OUT THE BOBBLES!" "Mommy!" Hazel said. "Is Roscoe going to time-out?"

"Roscoe?" Ms. Diz said. "Roscoe?" said Mom. "Roscoe?" said Dad. I could hardly hear them. What with all the screaming. "Roscoe?" Ms. Diz said again. Louder this time. "Is there something you'd like to tell us?" "What have you done to my Coco's beautiful head?" Coco's mom screamed. I started to answer. But just then Coco ran by. Actually, Coco and her chair ran by. "GET IT OFF OF ME!" she screeched. That girl really has a great pair of lungs.

I tried to stop her so I could explain everything. Only I sort of missed and grabbed one of her chair legs instead. Coco lost her balance. She tripped. She did a way cool air somersault. Right onto the dessert table. All those beautiful desserts went flying. Also Mom's horrible banana-avocado-raisin cream pie. I watched that pie float through the air. It was like a slow-motion movie. Higher and higher. Twirling and swirling.