panicked running down the corridor had made the zipper give way. And now, even as his eyes bulged in disbelief, his muddy gray trousers were sliding down past his knees.
Josh felt himself go scarlet all over as the whole class collapsed into shrieks of laughter and catcalls. Danny buried his face in his hands. And even Miss Mellor was pressing her mouth shut tight, trying to look as if she wasnât rupturing herself laughing too.
Josh groaned as he hitched his trousers up and wished he could just blend into the wall and disappear.
âSUTTER! Iâm gonna spread you like BUTTER!â Danny yelled. âBILK, Iâm gonna spill you like MILK! Youâve just asked for DOUBLE TROUBLE.â
âWell ⦠thanks, Danny,â Josh said. âItâs nice of you to threaten my enemies for meâin poem format. I like the dairy theme, too. Itâd be even
more
impressive if they were
here.â
Danny glanced around. The only scare heâd caused was to a passing cat, which shrank away from him on the top of a wall as they walked down their road after school. âIâm just warming up,â he said. âI will tell them that tomorrow. You donât think Iâd let them get away with giving you a swirly and a wedgie and then tying you upside-down to a climbing structure by your shoelaces, do you?â
Josh shuddered. All of that was pretty badâbut the trousers bit at the end had been worse. Billy Sutter and Jason Bilk had been crying with laughterâthe whole class had. He had paid dearly for defending the ant colony. Very dearly.
âThanks, Danny,â he mumbled. âBut the best thing we can do is to forget it. Iâll just keep my head down and try not to get noticed for a few days.â
âYouâre kidding! Weâve got to get revenge!â spluttered Danny. His spiky blond hair seemed to bristle with fury. âItâs a matter of honor!â
âRevenge,â sighed Josh. âDannyâhave you noticed the
size
of Billy Sutter and Jason Bilk this term? Theyâre like escapees from one of your computer games! Theyâve got fists like sledgehammers. And they nearly killed you in the summer term, remember? They nearly stamped you to death!â
âYeah ⦠true â¦â admitted Danny. âBut I was a grasshopper at the time.â
âThatâs not the point,â Josh said. âTheyâre crazy and dangerous. We need to keep away from them.â
âYoooo-hooo!â A familiar voiced trilled out through the warm afternoon air. âJoâosh! Danneee!â
Danny grinned at Josh. âI know what will take your mind off Sutter and Bilk,â he said, as Petty Potts ambled down her front path toward them.
âAaah, yes.â Josh smiled. âC Phase!â
Petty led them down the side passage into her back garden, which was possibly more overgrown than theyâd ever seen it. Over the summer it had filled with weeds, which had grown so high they now had to pick their way through a roughly beaten tunnel Petty had made.
âDonât you ever mow your lawn?â asked Josh as he got hit in the face by a lively thistle.
âWhat on earth for?â called back Petty. âI donât want any spies being able to see into my garden and my shed. And anyway, Josh, I would have thought youâd approveâmy garden is a perfect haven for wildlife.â
This was confirmed by a shriek from Danny as a cricket jumped out of the thicket onto his shoulder. âGETITOFFMEEEE,â he yelped. And Josh turned and collected the minibeast from him. He was well used to Dannyâs heebie-jeebies about creepy-crawlies. It didnât seem to matter how often Danny had been S.W.I.T.C.H.ed into a creepy-crawly himself. They still freaked him out.
âItâs a beauty,â Josh murmured, peering into his cupped hands at the big, bright green cricket. âA Great Green Bush Cricket. They
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