Camp Daze by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abrams
Published: 2021-10-12T00:00:00+00:00

JONNY PANTSFALLDOWN CONTINUED . . .

Since I’m the world’s greatest sidekick (although I’m not perfect), I led the way. I lowered my head, sprang into the air, and flew out the front window.

“OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!”

Why can’t I ever remember to open the window first?

When the agonizing pain faded and I stopped seeing double, I tugged the window open. Jonny and I then leapt—carefully—out into the night sky.

“YODEL-AY-EEE-OOOO!”

Johnny uttered his famous battle cry.

I gazed down at the ground below us. “Wow, I never get tired of flying,” I said to Jonny Pantsfalldown. “Look at the people way down there. They look like ants!”

“They are ants,” Jonny replied. “We need to fly a little higher.”

We were nearly to town when a putrid odor hit us both. The stench was so strong, we dropped from the sky.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have had beans for dinner!” I cried.

Jonny shook his head. “The Silver Swine has already begun his evil work,” he said. “Look over there, Hairball. The Swine has flooded Main Street with pig slops and garbage. It’s two feet deep!”

The smell was making my head spin.

“If we don’t act fast,” Jonny said, “the whole town of Pupick Falls will only be fit for hogs.”

“We must find the Silver Swine,” I said, struggling to breathe. “Is that him over there?” I pointed.

“Yes!” Jonny cried. “That’s him—in person!”

Jonny had described the Silver Swine perfectly. He was a pig. An actual pig! And he must have weighed at least three hundred pounds. He wore a pink superhero cape and nothing else.

As Jonny and I strode toward him, the evil Swine started to grunt. A smile slowly crossed his snout.

“Are you proud of your work?” Johnny shouted at him. “Well, don’t be. Your work stinks! And I’m coming for you!”

“Please hurry,” I said. “The smell is so bad, I can taste it!”

“YODEL-AY-EEE-OOOO!”

Jonny let out his world-famous battle cry—and took off running after the Silver Swine.

The huge pig swung around and started to run.

“You’ll never get away!” Jonny called after it. “You’re too big to run far!”

The Swine grunted and trotted away. But Jonny was closing in, running up close behind the evil villain.

And then . . . Jonny’s Pants of Steel started to slip. The pants dropped to his thighs and then slid around his knees.

If only I had remembered the thumb tacks!

SPLOOOOOOSH.

Johnny fell face-first into the thick muck. He landed hard, sending up a wave of pig slop and waste and garbage. He disappeared under the surface for a while, then came up spluttering and choking, wiping the gunk off his face and helmet.

I watched in horror as the Silver Swine bounced around a corner and disappeared.

Jonny shook his fist in the air. “I’ll get you next time, Swine!” he cried, spitting out mud. “No pig can do this to Pupick Falls. I’ll get you—or my name isn’t Jonny Pantsfalldown!”

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