12 The Really Big, Really Deep Hole

CHAPTER 12 THE REALLY BIG, REALLY DEEP HOLE We have no choice but to surrender. The Story Police arrest all of us—including the filing monster—and march us down to the beach where their boat is waiting. "Where are you taking us?" I say.

"To see your old friend, Judge Pumpkin Scones," says the chief. "She's not our friend," says Jill. "She sentenced us to a billion years in prison!" "It would have been better for you if you'd stayed there," says the chief. "This time she's probably going to sentence you to a zillion years." "But why am I under arrest?" says the monster.

"Because you were about to cut everybody up with a pair of scissors!" says the chief. "Young children may be reading this book, perhaps even at bedtime. They don't want to see people being cut into pieces by monsters— it could give them terrible nightmares. Now stop arguing, put those scissors down, and get in the boat with the other prisoners!"

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As we climb aboard the boat we see that the other prisoners are an old man almost bent over double, a woman with bright red frizzy hair wearing a flowerpot on her head, a moose in a doctor's coat, and an angry-looking man with a really big red nose. "Excuse me," says Terry to the man with the big nose, "you seem familiar. Have we met before?"

"Of course we have, you clown!" says the man. "It's me, your publisher, Mr. Big Nose. I should have guessed you two had something to do with this! I'm a busy man, you know—I haven't got time to be