Chapter 11

Chapter 11 I looked around. The sloth had stopped right in front of Penguini's Linguini, my favorite restaurant! And there was Penguini! "Penguini! Can you fix up some sloth food to help out Mr. Sloth here?" "No!" No? What was happening? Penguini is always happy to see me and always happy to serve customers. "Last night a Master Criminal stole all of my pots and pans!" "Maybe just a snack from the refrigerator, then?" I said. "The Master Criminal stole the refrigerator!" "Can we dig through the trash?"

"The Master Criminal stole that, too! All he left me was one broken automatic pasta maker. Oh, Inspector Flytrap! It's too much! I'm closing my restaurant... FOREVER!" Penguini locked the door of his restaurant and waddled off.

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