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For Richard
M. M.
For my nieces, Melanie and Mariel
E. M.
The Fro-Yo Yo-Yo Contest 7
The Kooky Cookie Contest 25
The Awful Waffle Kerfuffle 45
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Frank Pearl walked the dog down
Jumper Street. He walked the dog down
Croaker Road. He walked the dog past
Judy Moody’s house.
“What’s up, Frank?” Judy called.
“I’m walking the dog,” said Frank.
“But there’s no dog,” said Judy. “How
can you walk the dog without a dog?”
The Fro-Yo Yo-Yo Contest
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Frank held up his brand-new, super-
sleek Whizz Master 5000 yo-yo. It was
Fast with a capital F. “Walking the
Dog is a yo-yo trick.”
“When you’re done walking your
yo-yo,” Judy asked, “want to go look
for turtles?”
“Can’t. I have to Rock the Baby,”
said Frank.
“Baby? What baby?”
“Then I have to Skin the Cat.”
“More yo-yo tricks?” said Judy.
Frank nodded. “I’m on my way to
the frozen-yogurt shop. Today is the
Fro-Yo Yo-Yo contest.”
“Whoa-whoa. Wait a minute. You
hate contests.”
“I hate not winning contests,” said
Frank. “Just once I want to be the
best-ever, blue-ribbon, one-of-a-kind
winner at something.”
Frank walked the dog all the way to
Fro-Yo World, with Judy right beside
him.
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Swoosh! Whoosh! Doing! Boing! Fro-Yo
World was full of Atom Smashers. It
was full of Flying Saucers. It was full
of Time Warps and Tidal Waves.
“Ricky Ricasa!” said Frank, pointing.
“No way!” said Judy. “Who’s Ricky
Ricasa?”
“Mr. Whizz Master himself. Fastest
Flying Trapeze in the East.”
“Rare!” said Judy.
“He’s going to show us his famous
tricks before the contest. The kid with
the best yo-yo trick gets to name a
fro-yo flavor.”
Just then, Ricky Ricasa got out
his Super Deluxe Titanium Series 3
Orbiter.
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Brain Twister!
Eiffel Tower!
It gleamed. It glistened. It glinted in
the light.
Swish! Swash! Whizzzz! That yo-yo
popped up off the ground. That yo-yo
flew through the air. That yo-yo spun
and swung and twisted and looped.
Punching Bag!
When the show was over, the crowd
went wild.
“Warm up those yo-yos,” said Ricky
Ricasa. “Gimme what you got.”
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A guy with a frog voice
showed off a Shooting Star.
A girl with ponytails
Walked the Tightrope.
A kid with red hair went
Around the World.
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Then Paisley Parker did the Boingy
Boing
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with sound effects! The
Boingy Boing was Expert Level Three.
She started with a Split Bottom Mount.
Then she bounced and boinged that
yo-yo back and forth more than
sixteen times!
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At last it was Frank’s turn. “My trick
is called the Flying Skunk. It’s a cross
between the Shooting Star and the
Flying Saucer.”
Frank let his yo-yo drop to the
floor. He wound the string around
and around. He pulled back and
WHAMMO. His yo-yo hung in the air
for one, two, three seconds, spinning
madly. Lights blinked and flashed like
fireworks.
That skunk was flying!
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At last, Frank flicked his finger to
call that skunk home. But the yo-yo
spun out of orbit. It zigged. It zagged.
That yo-yo went cuckoo!
“Duck!” Judy yelled.
Yikes! The runaway string wrapped
around Frank’s head. The string
looped over his ear. The string tangled
up in his glasses. Frank’s glasses
crashed to the floor. Smasheroo!
He put them ba
ck on. The blinking
yo-yo still dangled from his glasses.
The crowd roared.
“Looks like this young man got
skunked,” Ricky Ricasa teased.
“Good trick. Keep working on that
landing.”
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Frank plopped beside Judy. “The
skunk stunk,” said Frank. “And I broke
my glasses.”
“You could still win,” said Judy.
“Drumroll, please,” said Ricky Ricasa.
“And the winner is . . . everybody! Line
up for your free mini fro-yo.”
“But who gets to name that fro-yo
flavor?” asked Frank.
“That would be Paisley Parker for the
Boingy Boing!” Everybody clapped.
“Oh, man! I wanted to name that
yogurt the Flying Skunk,” Frank told
“Skunk fro-yo? P.U.” said Judy.
Frank stepped up to get his free mini
cone. It sure was mini. “They should
name this Thumbelina,” said Frank.
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Paisley Parker was holding a not-
mini, double-decker, triple-swirl
fro-yo. It was drip-drip-drippy.
“Your trick was awesome,” said
Frank. “And your dismount? Wow. It
was like a yo-yo somersault.”
“Thanks,” said Paisley. Her fro-yo
dripped all over the floor.
“Don’t you like your fro-yo?” Judy
asked.
“I’m allergic,” said Paisley. “But I
still have to think up a name for it.”
“I’ll help,” said Frank. He took a
lick. He took another lick. Lick-lick-
lick-lick-lick.
“Any ideas?” asked Paisley.
“Don’t say Flying Skunk,” said Judy.
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“I’d call this the . . . Yo-Yoing,
Double-Boing, Banana-Split-
Destroying Somersault.” Slurp!
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“Guess what,” Frank told Judy. “I’m
going to enter Cookie in a contest.”
“A cookie contest?” said Judy. “Let’s
make snickerdoodles!”
“Snickerdoodle,” said Cookie the
parrot.
“No, I’m going to enter Cookie, my
parrot, in a contest.”
The Kooky Cookie Contest
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“What about yo-yos?” Judy asked.
“I was a yo-yo to think I could win
a yo-yo contest,” said Frank.
“Frank’s a yo-yo,” said Cookie.
“Am not!” said Frank.
“Frank eats paste,” said Cookie.
“My sister taught her that one,”
said Frank.
“Beddy-bye. Nighty-night,” said
Cookie.
“It’s not bedtime,” said Frank.
“Time to learn a new trick.”
“What tricks can she
do?” Judy asked.
“She can hang
upside down. She
can waddle her butt
to music. And when
she hears the vacuum
cleaner, she says,
‘Frank’s a poopy
head.’”
“Funny! Do
that one,” said
Judy.
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“The contest is called Pets Are
Family. Cookie’s trick has to show that
she’s a special part of my family.”
Cookie hopped onto Frank’s arm.
Frank held out a peanut.
“Gimme kiss,” said Frank.
“Waak!” Cookie ruffled her
feathers.
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“Gimme kiss,” said Frank.
“Waak!” Cookie bobbed her head
up and down.
“Cookie. You can do this,” said
Frank. “Gimme kiss.”
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“Waak! Gimme kiss,” said Cookie.
“Mww! Mww! Mww!”
Judy clapped. “She did it! She even
made funny smooching sounds.”
“Good girl,” said Frank. He gave her
a peanut.
“Good girl,” said Cookie.
On the day of the contest, Judy and
Rocky met Frank at Fur & Fangs.
“There’s a parrot here named
Rocky!” said Rocky.
“Dirty bird. Dirty bird,” said Cookie.
“What’s the prize, anyway?” asked
Rocky.
“Who cares?” said Frank. “Just once
I want to win a contest like you guys!”
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“What did I ever win?” asked Rocky.
“You won a trick deck of cards at the
House of Magic.”
“I’m a pirate,” said Cookie. “Cap’n
Cookie.”
“Stop that,” said Frank.
“Stop that,” said Cookie.
Frank frowned at his parrot. “And Judy
won a famous pet contest,” he said.
“My cat won,” said Judy.
“You still got your picture in the
paper,” Frank said.
Judy held up her elbow. “I got my
elbow in the paper.”
“Welcome to Pets Are Family Day!”
said Mrs. Birdwistle, the pet store lady.
“And a warm welcome to our furry
and feathered friends!”
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There was even a
dog named Bo who
could take out the
trash.
A guinea pig named
Dorothy played
Scrabble. She nudged
the letters P-I-G with her nose!
“Frank eats paste,” said Cookie.
Everybody cracked up.
Luna, a cat wearing
glasses, pretended to
read.
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Everybody clapped. Bo got so excited
that he knocked over the trash can!
“Sorry about that,” said his owner.
“No worries,” said Mrs. Birdwistle.
“We’ll get this cleaned up in no time.”
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At last it was Cookie’s turn.
“Dirty bird!” said Cookie. “Dirty
bird!”
Cookie perched on Frank’s arm.
“Hi. My name is Frank Pearl and this is
Cookie. Our trick is called Gimme Kiss.”
Frank held
out a peanut. “Ready?
Gimme kiss.”
“Lu, lu, lu, lu,” said Cookie.
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“Not lulu,” said Frank. “C’mon,
Cookie. You can do this. Gimme kiss.”
RrrooaaRR! Vacuum cleaner!
Somebody turned on the vacuum to
clean up the trash.
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“Frank is a poopy head!” sang
Cookie. She raced up and down
Frank’s arm. “Poopy head!” Cookie
hopped up onto Frank’s head,
flapping her wings wildly. “Frank is
a big sister.” The crowd went crazy.
“The vacuum freaks her out,” said
Frank. He rushed Cookie out the door.
Judy and Rocky ran after him.
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“You’re a poopy head,” Frank said
to Cookie.
“It wasn’t her fault,” said Judy. “It
was the vacuum cleaner.”
“There goes another contest down
the tubes.”
“Down the tubes!” said Cookie.
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“Cookie, don’t you get it?” Frank
asked. “I’m mad at you. Don’t say a
word. Not one more word.”
Cookie ruffled her feathers. Cookie