BRUCE HALE is the author of five picture books as well as ten Chet Gecko mysteries. A popular speaker, teacher, and storyteller for children and adults, he lives in Santa Barbara, California.
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- ISBN-13: 9780152167301
- Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
- Publication date: 04/01/2005
- Series: Chet Gecko Series , #9
- Edition description: First Edition
- Pages: 144
- Sales rank: 270,599
- Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 7.50(h) x 0.37(d)
- Lexile: 560L (what's this?)
- Age Range: 7 - 10 Years
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Strike up the Bland
It was the first rehearsal for our play, and I wished I was at the dentist. Or staked to an anthill with red fire ants crawling up my nose. Or even on the losing end of a parent-teacher conference.
Anywhere but the auditorium.
Still, there I was-the last one into the building where the entire fourth grade waited. Given the choice, I'd rather pull the whiskers off a werewolf than perform in a dorky play like Omlet, Prince of Denver. But who had a choice?
The auditorium (or cafetorium, as the principal calls it) buzzed like a nest of baby rattlesnakes on Christmas morning. My teacher, Mr. Ratnose, huddled onstage with the other teachers. My fellow students fidgeted on the rows of wooden benches, jabbering amongst themselves.
Something was up.
I scanned the crowd. My partner and friend, Natalie Attired, had saved me a spot in the second-to-last row. Good ol' Natalie.
With a little luck, I could slip into place before Mr. Ratnose noticed my tardiness. Bending low, I hurried toward my seat. Just a few more steps...
I didn't see the foot in my path, but I sure felt it.
Ba-dump!
"Whoa!" I stumbled and staggered like a Rottweiler on Rollerblades.
Ka-flump! I sprawled in the aisle, flat on my face.
The room fell silent with worry.
"Haw-haw-haw!" burst from a hundred throats.
Or maybe they were just catching their breath.
I got up and brushed myself off, scowling at the guilty foot's owner-a chubby chipmunk. He smiled back as sweetly as a big brother with a carload of water balloons.
And then my bad luck multiplied.
Mr. Ratnose stepped to the edge of the stage. "Chet Gecko," he said, "even though you're tardy, I'm giving you an honor that many students dream of."
"You're letting me out of this dumb play?" I asked.
The kids giggled again. Mr. Ratnose glared at them, pricklier than a hedgehog's hug.
"Wrong," he huffed. "Our lead actor, Scott Freeh, has disappeared."
My ears perked up. (As much as two holes in your head can perk.) A missing persons case?
I trotted up the aisle. "You want me to find him, right?"
"Wrong again," said my teacher. "I'd like you to take on Scott's role."
"Me?"
"You."
"Thanks, but no thanks. I'm a private eye, not a hambone."
Mr. Ratnose crossed his arms. "Be that as it may. You will play the part, or you will write a fifty-four-page report on French classical theater."
He sure knew how to put the screws to a guy. The only thing I like less than looking foolish onstage is writing fifty-four-page reports (although math class and lima-bean pie are right up there).
I sighed. "Okay, I'll do it. Out of curiosity, what's the part?"
His black eyes sparkled, and a smile tweaked his ratty lips. "The lead: Omlet, Prince of Denver. You've got a dramatic duet with a ghost..."
"Swell," I said.
"A swashbuckling sword fight..."
"Not bad."
"And a romantic song with Azalea that ends in a kiss."
"That's-Wait a minute! A kiss!?"
Mr. Ratnose nodded. "Yes, you fourth graders should be mature enough to handle that by now."
My stomach churned and tumbled like a dingo in a washing machine. Sweat turned my palms into the Okefenokee Swamp.
"Wh-who plays Azalea?" I choked out.
"Why, Shirley, of course."
My mind spun. A lip-lock with Shirley Chameleon, Smooch Monster and Cootie Queen of the Known Universe? Yikes! In fact, double yikes.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" asked Mr. Ratnose. "Get up here and rehearse."
Right then, I gave myself a new case. I would find Scott Freeh before our play opened, or my name isn't Chet "Too Young to Be Smooched" Gecko.
2
Through Thick and Twin
Before you lose your lunch, let me reassure you: I didn't have to kiss Shirley that morning. We just read the play.
The kids who weren't acting got stage crew duty. They met in a corner with Ms. Bona Petite, the teacher in charge of scenery and stage props. What a happy bunch-knowing they'd get to play with hammers, saws, and paint.
Too bad I couldn't join them.
Instead, I sat with the cast and listened to Mr. Ratnose blather on about the meaning of the play, and how he'd improved on Shakespeare's Hamlet.
"You'll notice," said Mr. Ratnose, "that not only have I made it a musical, which Shakespeare probably wished he'd thought of..."
Ms. Petite sniffed and rolled her eyes.
"But I've also given it a happy ending." Mr. Ratnose beamed at us. "That way, no first graders in the audience will get nightmares."
Igor Beaver, a championship nerd, raised his paw. "Teacher, will we be wearing tights and doublets, like the actors of Shakespeare's time?"
Mr. Ratnose's tail curled happily. I could almost see the brownie points piling onto Igor's permanent record.
"Yes, Igor," he said. "We'll use traditional costumes."
Great. Now I'd have to wear sissy tights while frolicking around the stage like a doofus. Would the torture never stop?
Miraculously, it did. After we read through the play, the recess bell rang, and our teachers dismissed us. I buttonholed Natalie Attired for some sleuthing.
Did I mention already that Natalie, my mockingbird pal, is as sharp as a pocketful of pins (but without the annoying tendency to stick into your fingers)? She is. But she does have other irritating habits.
"Hey, Chet," she said, as we watched kids milling about. "Do you know why gorillas have such big nostrils?"
"Why?"
"Because they have such big fingers!" She cackled.
See what I mean?
I took Natalie by the shoulders. "Birdie, this is no time for jokes. We've got to find Scott Freeh, and pronto-so he can take back his stupid role."
"You don't want to play Omlet?" she asked. "It's such a great part."
"I don't care." I fumed. "I'd rather gargle with a skunk's bathwater than kiss Shirley Chameleon. Are you gonna help me or what?"
She held up her wings. "All right, don't get grouchy. I'll help."
"Great. First we need to know what Scott looks like."
"Easy-peasy," she said. "He looks just like that." She pointed to a skinny anole lizard beside Ms. Petite.
"Huh?"
"That's Scott's twin, Bjorn."
I straightened my hat. "Twin, eh? Let's start with him."
As we approached, Bjorn Freeh was just finishing up with Ms. Petite, a ground squirrel who put the ooh in ooh-la-la.
Every school has a teacher like this. All the boys love her, and all the girls want to be like her. Ms. Bona Petite had lustrous eyes deep enough to backstroke in, a face cuter than a box of bunnies, and a way of making you believe you were the only one in the world that mattered.
Not that I fell for any of that.
She touched Bjorn's arm. "Be strong," she said. Then she patted her jaunty cap and wafted off like expensive perfume on a summer breeze.
"You Bjorn?" I asked the anole.
He tore his gaze away from the ground squirrel and blinked at us. "Uh?"
"I'll take that as a yes."
Natalie chimed in. "What were you two discussing?"
"Oh, um, my brother's disappearance," he said.
"Funny," I said. "That's our favorite subject, too."
I sized up Bjorn. He had a tail as long as a third grader's Christmas list, and a head as flat as a frying pan.
Mmm, frying pan...termite crisps...My eyes glazed over with visions of lunch.
"So?" said Bjorn.
Regretfully, I reined in my appetite. "We need to find your brother," I said.
"ASAP," said Natalie. "Before he"-she pointed at me-"has to play Omlet."
"But it's such a great part," said Bjorn.
"Never mind the part," I said. "Where the heck is your brother?"
"He's gone," said the anole. "That's what disappeared means."
I clenched my teeth. "Thanks for the vocabulary lesson. But where did he go? Why? For how long?"
Bjorn started out the cafeteria door. We followed him onto a playground where kids swarmed like bees at a honey hoedown.
"Well...he didn't come home yesterday," said Bjorn. "But it's no big deal."
"No big deal?" I said. "Aren't your parents flipping out?"
The lizard idly fiddled with his tail. "Nah. Scott comes and goes all the time."
I sidestepped a pair of toads playing leapfrog. You get that a lot from toads.
"But I thought twins were supposed to be inseparable," said Natalie.
Bjorn shrugged. "Sure," he said. "We're as inseparable as oil and water."
"Could some enemy have kidnapped him?" I asked.
"No way," said Bjorn. "Everybody likes Scott."
"Did he get stage fright and vamoose?" asked Natalie.
The anole chuckled. "Yeah, right."
"What do you mean?" I said.
Bjorn contemplated a nearby gnat. But before he could move on it, I shot out my tongue and slurped it up. You snooze, you lose.
The lizard shot me a glance. "Look, my bro's got ice in his veins. That's why he's such a hot soccer player. He's got stage fright like you've got an eating problem."
"But I don't have any problems eating," I said.
"Exactly."
"What?"
"Skip it," said Bjorn.
I sucked in my gut and mulled over his words.
We had reached the rusty tangle of pipes and slides that passes for playground equipment at Emerson Hicky. Bjorn gazed at the jungle gym.
"Can you think of anything to help us find your brother?" I asked.
The anole squinched up his face. "Um...nope," he said. "But he'll show up."
And with that, he trotted off to play.
"Hmm," I said.
"You took the hum right out of my mouth," said Natalie.
I scratched my chin. "Anything strike you as funny?"
"Yeah," she said. "Pies in the kisser, knock-knock jokes, and that face you make when you eat broccoli by mistake."
I looked at her. "Besides all that."
"Well, Bjorn didn't seem too worried about Scott's disappearance."
"He didn't, did he?"
Natalie cocked her head. "So, what does that mean?"
"Partner," I said, "the plot has officially thickened."
She grinned. "Great! Add some potato bugs and we've got a stew."
Copyright © 2004 by Bruce Hale
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In these two wickedly funny, criminally punny mysteries from Chet Gecko's tattered casebook, the detective and his trusty mockingbird associate, Natalie Attired, keep law and order in the halls of Emerson Elementary.
It's no mystery: Chet Gecko can't sing. He can't dance. He can't act. Heck, he can't even act normal. So why would he take the lead in Mr. Ratnose's musical version of Shakespeare's Omelet, Prince of Denver? A new case, naturally. The original leading man has disappeared, and something smells rotten in the realm of Ratnose. Did the thrid-act lip-lock with Shirley Chameleon scare him away? Or is goul play afoot? One thing's for certain: This mystery won't be over until the fat geckoer, ladysings!
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