2 Shark Sleepover Time!

SHARK SLEEPOVER TIME!

Finally, it was Friday. Shark Sleepover night! When the Moodys got to the aquarium, Stink spotted Webster right away. He was waiting outside with Sophie of the Elves, Sophie's mom, and her little sister. "Sophie! Webster!" yelled Stink. Sophie waved, holding her Big Head Book of Elves, Faeries, Mermaids, Pixies, and Other Wee Folk in one hand and her little sister, Mimi's, hand in the other. The Moodys joined them in line. Stink hauled his shark sleeping bag under one arm and slung his backpack, stuffed to the gills with shark stuff, over his shoulder. "What did you bring, Webster?" Stink asked. "I brought Go Fish and Critter Concentration in case we get bored. A baloney sandwich and ketchup packets in case I get hungry. And one of my Hug Uglies in case I get scared." "Wow. You thought of everything." "I also brought my blue-shark Tooth-Fairy pillow," said Webster. He grinned, wiggling his loose tooth for his friends to see. "For my looth tooth."

"Your looth tooth?" Stink and Sophie cracked up. "It's hard to say looth tooth when you have a looth tooth!" The letter S came out funny. They cracked up again. "This way I'm ready for the Tooth Fairy, in case my you-know-what falls out tonight at the you-know-where." "Whoa. Did you know sharks lose around thirty-five thousand teeth in their lifetime?" Stink asked. "That's a lot of Tooth Fairy," said Webster. "If we were sharks, we'd be rich!" said Stink. Sophie's little sister poked Stink. "You're Stinky," said Mimi. "I'm Stink," said Stink. "Not Stinky." "Stinky, Stinky, Stinky," said Mimi, dancing around in circles in her tutu.

"Are you ready for the Shark Sleepover?" asked Webster. "Don't say shark around You-Know-Who," said Sophie, nodding at Mimi. "Well, don't say sleepover around You-Know- Stink," said Judy. Stink gave Judy a stop-saying- I'm-afraid-of-sleepovers-in-front-of-my-friends look. Tons of people crowded outside the side entrance. There were kids and families, Cub Scouts, a Brownie troop, and a soccer team. Webster nudged Stink and nodded to a group of noisy girls holding sleeping bags. "Oh, no," said Stink, "It's Riley Rottenberger. Quick, make yourselves invisible." But it was too late. Riley came over. "Hey! Who knew you guys were going to be here?" "We knew," said Stink. "But what are you doing here?"

"I'm here with my FINS group." She waved a bunch of girls over. "This is Hannah, Anna, Emma, Olivia, and Maisy." "Fins?" asked Sophie. "Friends in Nature Study," said Riley. "But you hate nature," said Stink. Emma and Maisy looked shocked. "Do not," said Riley. "Well, maybe outside nature. But this is inside nature." "This is our third FINS sleepover," said one of the FINS. "Our last one was a Flower Power sleepover at the Flower Palace," said Riley.

"Uh-huh," said Stink, nodding. He craned his neck, trying to see through the glass doors into the aquarium. "We saw plants that ate bugs." "Uh-huh." Stink was hardly listening. "And made duct-tape flowers." "Uh-huh." "And we ate worms in dirt." "Huh?" said Stink. "Gotcha!" said Riley. "It was really gummy worms in chocolate pudding." Riley turned to her friends. "Stink is my study buddy from school," Riley told the FINS. "Right, Stink?" Stink gulped. "I am?" "He likes Pluto and stuff," Riley told them. "And we like to bug each other." "We?" asked Stink. "You bug me." "Yuck, yuck, yuck. See? Isn't he funny?" Riley cackled. "Hey, guess what, Stink! I got a good game for you. It's called Would You Rather. Would you rather... freeze your butt off on Pluto at minus three hundred degrees or get your insides sucked out by a giant sea anemone?"