How to Eat Fried Worms Page #4
So hot
it'll blow a
person's head off.
Bam bam bam!
No! No!
It's ready.
The "Burning Fireball."
All right,
I'll go get him.
No!
Ah!
Man.
Hey, guys, bring him in.
No! I'm not ready yet.
I gotta go watch, 'cause
this one's gonna be ugly.
Wait for me, you guys!
Erika, watch me!
Boys are so weird.
He can't even stand
the smell.
Hot hot hot hot!
It's burning!
Come on, Wormboy,
eat the whole thing.
Sick.
He's gonna blow!
It's over! It's all over.
Everyone just stand back.
Stand back, you guys.
- Just open your mouth, Wormboy.
- Water!
No water!
It's a new rule.
No more cooking
in my house!
The door is locked!
And... and...
and I quit your team, Joe!
Who cares if you quit?
All you are is Twitch,
you little loser.
Anybody else?
Huh?
Want to go
on Wormboy's team?
Yeah!
Me.
Me too, Joe!
You're already
on his team, Adam.
Yeah, but you made me be.
But now I want to.
That's different
- Here you go, Billy.
- Ahh!
- Turn it off, Adam!
- Turn it off!
- Turn it off!
- I'm trying.
Here, come on.
Look, Benjy, you got
to do better, okay?
- I practically poisoned him.
- Then why didn't it work?
Wormboy stopped himself
with mental powers.
- What?
- His mind told his vomit
to stay inside of his stomach.
That's impossible.
Yeah, puke has
a mind of its own.
You almost took
my head off, Adam.
Here you go.
Don't...
- I'm okay.
- Hy-ah!
- I got it! Oh!
- Hoo-ah!
Oh!
Okay, this...
- this is not going well.
- Where are you going?
- This is... this is bad.
- What?
- We're terrible. We're terrible.
- What?
I got bad shorts.
People are staring at us. This is bad.
Oh, that's him.
Look alive, here they come.
Here they come.
That's the guy
you're afraid of?
Huh.
~ I'm not the kind of guy ~
~ Who gives up
just like that... ~
~ Oh no oh oh ~
- ~ The tide is high... ~
- Yup yup.
~ But I'm holding on... ~
- Ow!
- Honey!
We're a team, right?
- And we're gonna beat Joe Guire.
- Yeah!
And we're gonna make him
come to school with worms in his pants.
- Yeah!
- And when he does...
with the death ring
and we're all gonna die
like Adam Simms.
Hey, but that's not till
the eighth grade, right?
Where is Adam?
- Adam?
- Oh, oh, oh.
Come on, man, go go!
Keep on going!
- No no no.
- Yeah, keep going!
- Come on!
- Come on!
Let's go!
Whoo!
Get down.
Faster!
- Faster!
- Faster! Faster!
Whoo!
Whoo!
- Look out, Billy!
- Billy!
Hey, what's going on
back there?
- Game over!
- Let's get out of here!
- Run run!
- Let's go! Let's go!
Get out!
Get out of my store.
Are you ready?
~ One little bird
fell out of the nest ~
~ When the cat ate him up ~
- ~ His mama said it's for the best. ~
- Two bird.
~ Two little bird flapped
his wings and flew ~
~ He met an aeroplane
and said, boom ~
- ~ How do you do? ~
- It's Erika.
Hey, you guys!
Hey, you guys!
- It's Erk.
- Stop!
Joe, stop!
You're touching my bike.
Yeah yeah.
Is the bet over?
You're a girl,
you don't know about the bet.
- Where's Billy?
- Erk, let go!
Look, we're going to Plug's house, okay?
His dad's got a blowtorch.
We can't keep up with you guys.
Who asked you to?
I'm looking after
Billy's brother.
So that's who that kid is?
He's Wormboy's
little brother?
Don't talk to him, Woody.
Do you wanna know where
Billy is or don't you?
Hey, Woody.
Have you ever seen
He doesn't know what
you're talking about, Joe.
Sure he does.
Yeah, he got sick
from chicken pox,
too much Halloween,
on a light bulb.
And he got sick
at the zoo
from watching
a pig lick itself!
What else did
he get sick from?
Car sick.
Oh, yeah?
Mo-wo-wotion sickness.
Thanks, you little midget.
What happened to
the blowtorch, Plug?
My dad just
laughed at me.
Ha ha ha.
Magni-fried.
What's all this?
Crushed up marshmallow,
dash of ketchup
and tuna fish from a can.
I call it
the "Marsh Mallieu."
How about
"Barf Mallieu"?
"Barf-mellow."
Thanks, Adam.
Oops.
Sorry, Billy.
The worm, the sauce.
Oh!
~ Alley-oopa,
gentille alley-oopa. ~
I can do this.
Whoo!
Oh, yeah, I'm Wormboy!
Stomach of steel!
Ooo!
I ate the whole Barfmel...
whoa! Oh!
Oops.
Are you okay, Billy?
- Billy, are you okay?
- "Billy, are you okay?"
Erk! Erk!
- Billy!
- Billy, are you okay?
- Oh, Billy.
- Poor thing.
Get away, Erika.
You big giant.
Oh!
- Oh, that hurts.
- Erk!
Go on, Erika.
- You big giant!
- Erk!
- Aw! Bye!
- Have a nice day.
Give him another
one, Benjy.
Peanut butter and
worm jam sandwich.
Billy the Great.
Woody!
Mommy! Mommy!
- Oh my God! Oh, okay, um...
- Shoot! Chew!
Come here!
Come here, baby!
Chew it!
- Billy!
- Swallow.
Hey, there you are.
When are you coming
home for supper?
Supper?
Yeah, supper.
You gonna
introduce me, Billy?
How are you doing, guys?
I'm Billy's father.
- How are you doing, Mr. Forrester?
- Hey!
- Joe Guire.
- Joe Guire, nice to meet you.
You see that, Billy?
Kids do shake hands.
What have you guys been
up to all day, boys?
- Playing, you know.
- Playing, yeah.
- And having fun.
- Yeah.
Great, great.
You know, it's suppertime,
sir, and we all have to go home
and have a nice big supper.
Don't we, Billy?
Right you are, Joe.
Tell you what, Billy,
we're gonna take
the Woodster with us.
And we'll see you at home.
Bye, Mr. Forrester.
- What time is it, Bradley?
- 5:
03, Joe.This is perfect. Gotta go home
and gobble down your supper.
Don't even think about puking,
'cause you never know
who's watching.
Bye.
See, the trick with
chopsticks is
to pinch them like so.
And then it's all
in the wrist.
What's the matter, honey?
Aren't you hungry?
Of course he's hungry.
Out riding bikes around all day.
How many games did
we play today, Helen?
One, but it went
on forever.
- Mommy?
- Yes, sweetie. What is it, honey?
Oh.
- Oh, hey, Wood.
- Poor thing.
- Woody, come on.
- Oh, honey.
- I'll give him a bath.
- Okay.
I got you, oh, baby.
Aw, little guy.
He's tuckered out, that little duffer.
Looks like you ran
him ragged, didn't you?
- Dad!
- Yeah.
It's getting late
and they're all going out again.
And... and...
What's going on?
I've been eating worms
all day.
What?
Well, I didn't want to, but then when
I started I had to keep going.
And it made me feel awful.
It's okay.
It's okay, Billy, I understand.
I do. I've eaten a few worms
myself this past week.
- You have?
- Yeah.
I'm the new guy too, remember?
Trying to fit in.
Trying to please others.
A worm here and a worm there,
I know what that tastes like.
You're not talking about
real worms, are you, Dad?
to a new situation.
You know, I saw
all those boys today.
It's a lot of boys to meet
all at once too, isn't it?
Yeah, well, they're not all
as nice as you think they are.
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