7 Looking for Mr. Crab Cakes

LOOKING FOR MR. CRAB CAKES

Webster took one last bite of his waffle. Sophie mopped up the last of her maple syrup. "How can you guys even think about waffles at a time like this?" Stink asked. "A time like what?" Webster asked. "Hel-lo! Bloody Mary? I'll never be able to sleep now. Not in a million years." Stink scooched closer to Sophie and Webster. Just then, Miss D. made an announcement. "It's been a great night, everybody. But this is a sleepover. Time to join your group or family. Let's all get some shut-eye." Stink shivered at the thought of trying to sleep, in the dark, with sharks. Not to mention Bloody You-Know-Who. "One of our staff will be on call all night," said Miss D. "If you need anything, talk to the person at the info desk." "C'mon, Mr. Crab Cakes. Time for bed," Sophie said, then yawned. "Stink, where is your family set up?" "Not far enough away from that door," Stink said. "Go up the ramp, turn left, and they're at the other end of Sharks Ahoy."

Suddenly, the aquarium felt a lot darker. Gurgling and burbling sounds coming from the tanks seemed a lot creepier. Clumps of families and kids in sleeping bags were already asleep on the floor of Sharks Ahoy. Mom, Dad, and Judy were playing a game of Go Fish. "Did you have fun?" asked Dad. "Yeah, until Bloody Mary," said Stink. "Bloody who?" asked Judy. Stink pointed to the KEEP OUT door at the other end of Sharks Ahoy. He told Judy all about the vampire squid. "Creep-a-zoidal," said Judy. Everybody snuggled down into sleeping bags. Mom and Dad were softly snoring in no time. Even Mr. Crab Cakes was tucked away in his coconut-shell hut. "Night, Mr. Crab Cakes," said Sophie. "See you in the morning." "I have an idea," said Stink. "Let's all three of us promise not to fall asleep tonight. We can shake on it with our new handshake." "New handshake?" asked Sophie. "Hold out your arm, like this." Stink held out his arm, wiggled his fingers on top of Sophie's,

then slowly pulled it back. "That tickles," said Sophie. "It's the vampire-squid handshake," said Stink. "Can't," said Sophie, rubbing her eyes. "I'm too tired." "Me, too," said Webster, yawning. Sophie fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Webster took off his glasses and hunkered down in the bag next to Stink's.

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"Webster?" Stink whispered. But his friend was already fast asleep. The bluey-green light from the shark tanks cast a ghostly glow over the room. A pointy-nosed tiger shark streaked by, eyeing Stink and showing off his jagged teeth. A smack of goose bumps— a swarm, a fleet, a bloom of goose bumps— prickled up and down Stink's spine. What if the shark tank broke and all the sharks got out? He missed his own room. With his very own race-car bed and Astro and Toady and his Spider- Man, not-baby night-light. He squeezed his eyes shut. He tried counting shark teeth. He tried counting moon jellies in the ocean. What if Bloody Mary reached out and slimed me? "Judy?" He crawled over and gave his sister a nudge. "You asleep?" "Yes, I'm asleep," Judy mumbled. "I can't sleep," said Stink. "Try counting shark teeth." "Tried. But now I'm afraid I'll have shark- eating-me dreams."