The Fizzy,Sticky Prank

• Megan Brook, Grade 4
• Short Story
• 2015

‘’Hey, Mrs Twit! Do you like my old fashion black jacket’’?
‘’No, I think that it looks revolting, too black and smells like puke.”
I think you should get a brown one,’’ grumbled Mrs Twit.
‘’Ok, then! I’ll go down town to buy a new jacket, after I have eaten
breakfast.”

Mrs Twit immediately went to the prank bag and got out
spray on glue and fizzy drinks. She grabbed his old stinky jacket and
sprayed the glue and put the fizzy drinks in the old inside pockets
and in the arm sleeve. “Mrs Twit!’’ shouted Mr Twit.
‘’Yes you OLD BIG FRUMPIT! What now? I’m coming up!
“I hope the old jacket is really clean!” “Uh, why does it smell funny?” grumbled Mr Twit.
“Don’t be silly you old frizzy goat,” cried Mrs Twit. “It’s the new cleaning product that I used’’ replied Mrs Twit with anxious sweat dripping from her ugly face.
“Ok then,” grunted Mr Twit uneasily.
“Hurry up, run, run you are going to be late for the bus” giggled Mrs Twit deviously.

Mr. Twit ran, as the soft drink bubbled and fizzed,
furiously. Old Mr Twit was at the shop now, and it started to get
extremely hot. So he quickly tried to take off his jacket but he
couldn’t. Mr. Twit pulled his jacket with force. The sticky glue pulled
and ripped his tender skin off. “OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!!!” screamed
Mr Twit loudly. His face went beetroot red and he was breathing
deeply. As he scurried out of the shop without his new jacket, the
soft drink exploded and bounced everywhere. Mr Twit was fuming
with anger!!!!

Stomping through the front door of his house with a pitch red face
and smoke coming of his ugly big ears he yelled. “MRS TWIT GET
HERE NOW!!!!!!!” Mr Twit strained his ears to hear if Mrs Twit was
coming! The only sound he could hear was Mrs Twit deep bellowing
laughing, echo through the house, as she quickly ran out the back
door and over the fence and onto the road.