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CHAPTER 1 : THE COOKIE CRAZE
Nellie Gomez liked the kids, even before she became their adoptive mother, teased her about being "married" to an old guy, and RUINED her signature cookies. Here's how it all happened. That lethal Clue Hunt had finally stopped, and Nellie was surprised that she adopted Amy and Dan. But she was even more surprised that she was adopting them with a really old dude. Not her dream hubby. The Kids teased her, but that didn't get to her. BUt the cookie craze? That got her. That got her HARD.
They had just gotten back to the apartment and Nellie wanted to bake some cookie bread to celebrate their survivial. She took a phone call from her sister and went to the loo, and she thought that the cookie batter was safe. Had she finished it? She didn't care. But while she was gone, well, her batter was not safe.
Dan and Amy were in the kitchen, adding ingredients to the cookies.
"Let's put salt instead of sugar! Oh, and while we're at it, Let's add just a little bit of yeast! And put the fireproof cloth in!" Said dan quietly but exitedly.
"Dan, be patient! Everything will go in." Amy whispered. They heard a flush. They poured in the whole box of salt, and put 10 pieces of cloth in. They forgot the yeast. Amy ran away, because she can't lie. But Dan stayed, sprinkling some more salt in so it looked like sugar.
"Dan, what are you doing to my cookie bread? That's important!"
"Sorry Nellie. I thought that as a surprise I could finish the batter while you were in the loo. I followed the recipe!"
A recipe for a prank! thought Dan.
"Okay, if you say so..." Nellie nervously put the tray in the oven for 15 minutes.
Later, Nellie took out the cookie bread which was flat as the street.
"Oh no, Dan forgot the yeast!" She took a deep breath. The yeast won't make a difference. As long as the rest is correct...
Meanwhile, Dan and Amy were telling Fiske about the prank.
"Just don't eat your slice! Say that the chef gets first taste!" Said Dan.
"Then, when she eats it, the expression will be hilarious! Then look confused as we look worried, we start to ask her what's wrong, then Dan will go get her a drink. But in the kitchen we hid some face powder and light rouge. He'll make his face pale and his cheeks flush. He'll come back to the dining room with a glass of water, give it to Nellie, the clutch his stomah. He'll then excuse himself and go to the loo. But insted of going to the loo, he'll go to special bunker that only us three know the password to. Ha!"
"Yes, children. That sounds great. Grace would have approved. The bread is ready. Let's go!"
At the dining room table, All four of them were sitting together.
"The chef should take the first bite, as a reward for all her hard work."
"Why, thank you, Fiske. Okay, kiddos. Here goes."
Amy was making designs in her bread. Dan had a straight face. So did Fiske.
Nellie gaged. As planned, Fiske looked puzzeled and Dan and Amy looked worried.
"Nellie, I'll go get you some water. You look bad."
Dan went to the kitchen with some water and the makeup on. He gave it to Nellie, who Forgot about Dan doing the recipe. Nellie looked slightly better, but then Amy looked at Dan.
"Danny, are you okay?"
"Don't-call-me-Danny!" Dan said with a shudder.
Nellie looked at Dan and shrieked,
"Dan, you look like a red cheeked ghost! Are you feeling all right?"
Dan put a hand over his mouth and ran upstaris to the loo. He took the spiral stair down the to the basement, Then entered:
The door clicked open, and he scrambeled inside.
Meanwhile, Nellie was passing her bread into her napkin. Amy was softly crying, while Fiske looked concerened.
"*sniff* N-n-nellie, W-what h-happened?" Stuttered Amy.
"I dunno. Let's see...I added the flour, then went to the loo, then came down and Dan said he finished..."
"That little rotten munchkin! DAAAAAANNNNNNNN! She went to the bunker and tried:
GRACE CAHILL MADRIGAL
None of them worked.
"All Hail the Cookie Craze!" said a faint shout from the bunker.
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