9 Kiki the Superbad

KIKI THE SUPERBAD.

When Stink got home, he was quiet. As quiet as a trapdoor spider waiting to catch a beetle. He slumped like a lump on the couch. Stink was down in the dumps. "What's wrong with you, Stinkerbell?" Judy asked. Stink shrugged and dragged himself upstairs. "Could he be missing that spider?" Mom asked. "Maybe he has the opposite of arachnophobia," said Judy. "No-spider-itis." Upstairs in his room, Stink put on his spider ring. He turned his Spiderman sleeping bag right side out. He rescued his Big Head Book of Spiders from inside his Shark Attack game. He freed his spider plant from the back of the closet. He sang "The Itsy-Bitsy Spider" to Toady. Even that did not cheer him up. Stink took a bath. He read one whole chapter of Charlotte's Web. But it just wasn't as much fun without Lula, aka Kiki the Superbad.

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"Stink," called Judy up the stairs. "Come see what Mom and I did. It will cheer you up." Judy wiggled her toes. "We painted our toenails pink!" "Actually, mine are called Ballet Slipper Beauty," said Mom, holding out a foot. "Mine are called This Little Pinky, whatever that means," said Judy. "It's to remind you of the pink-toe tarantula. In case you feel sad or something." "Thanks," said Stink. "That's funny." "I could paint your nails, Stink." Judy held up a bottle of nail polish. "How about Cherry Berry Bubble Gum? Or Flipped-Out Flamingo?"

"I'm good," said Stink. "We could play double spider solitaire," said Mom. "Or I could teach you how to dance the tarantella," said Judy. "It's a step-hop dance from Italy that makes you look like you've been bitten by a spider." "Thanks, but I have origami to fold." He folded a rainbow spider. He folded a two-headed spider. He folded a whole spider family until it was time for dinner.

The next morning, Stink hurried outside. He looked in the tall weeds and all around the yard and up in the old oak tree. But he did not find one creature. Not a house spider. Not a cricket. Not one worm.