4 Stinkerbell, Shrinkerbell

Stinkerbell, Shrinkerbell

"P.U.! What's that smell?" Judy held her nose. "What smell?" "That dead-skunk smell. That one-hundred-year-old-dirty-sock smell. That three-hundred-year-old-rotten-egg smell." Judy walked around Stink's room, sniffing here, sniffing there. "It gets super-stinky as soon as you get close to Newton." "Newton!" cried Stink. He sprang up from the floor, where he'd been drawing comics. Newton was in his hidey-hole. "Maybe it's the chopped-up dead worms in there. And dried-up crickets. Why isn't he eating?" "Grody, grody, gross! There's green-y slime everywhere," Judy said.

"And brown stuff floating in the water." "Stink, you have to clean it every day. Newts can die if their water gets too dirty." "Since when are you the newt genius?" "Since I read it in Newtsweek magazine. You have to dump out the yucky water and wash the rocks and clean off all the slime and stuff." "That's a lot of homework!" Stink said. "C'mon, Stinkerbell. I'll help. We'll be the Slime Busters." "Slime Busters! Double cool!" said Stink. "But you can't call me Stinkerbell." "If you say so, Stinkerbell. Let's take it down to the big sink." Stink carried the Critter Keeper down to the kitchen, but he couldn't reach the sink. "Here, let me," said Judy. She took the Critter Keeper from Stink and set it on the counter. Stink stood on a kitchen chair. "First we have to get Newton out so we can clean his house. Stink, hold this jar. Let's put

Newton in there." "Okay," said Stink, holding a tiny net. Judy reached in to scoop out Newton with her hand. "The net!" cried Stink. "Mrs. D. says use the net for scooping him out." "Hold on. Wait. I almost have him. Ha, ha!" said Judy. "Gotcha, you little newt-brain!" "He is not a newt-brain," said Stink. "And... you're scaring him." "He sure is slippery," said Judy. "You should call him Squirmy." Just then, Squirmy squirmed right out of Judy's hand, slipped into the sink, and went SLOOP! right down the drain.

"Newton!" cried Stink. "You LOST him!" he yelled at Judy. "Don't worry, Stink," said Judy. "He's probably just swimming around down there under the sink." Judy peered down the drain. "Is he there?" asked Stink. "Do you see him?" "I can't see," said Judy. "It's dark.... I need a flashlight or something. No. Wait. Let me turn the light on." Judy flicked the switch over the sink. GRRRRRRR! A loud, grinding-up sound made them both jump back. "STOP!" yelled Stink. Judy turned off the switch. "Oops. Wrong switch."

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