Ms. Krup Cracks Me Up! Read Online Free

animals looked even more real late at night.
    That’s when I saw it. The most amazing thing in the history of the world.
    But I’m not going to tell you what it was.
    Okay, okay, I’ll tell you. And you don’t even have to read the next chapter.
    It was a diorama filled with penguins!
    Penguins! I must have missed this before. I’m sure I would have remembered it.
    I pressed my nose against the glass. Ever since I was little, I loved penguins. I slept with a stuffed penguin in my crib when I was a baby. I dressed up like a penguin for Halloween. I used to have an imaginary penguin friend. I saw every penguin movie there was to see.
    Looking at those penguins close-up, I was hypnotized. I could almost hear them speaking to me.
    â€œCome with us, A.J.!” one of the penguins said. “We’ll go to Antarctica! You can play with us forever and ever and ever.”
    â€œKids don’t have to go to school in Antarctica,” said the second penguin. “There are no teachers to tell you what to do. There are no parents to yell at you. There are no problems. It’s paradise.”
    â€œIn Antarctica we don’t care if yousecretly love Andrea,” said the third penguin.

    â€œCome with us and live in peace,” said the fourth penguin. “We’ll slide around on the ice all day. It’ll be fun.”
    â€œI’m coming,” I told the penguins. “I’m coming with you….”
    Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Michael’s.
    â€œA.J., are you okay?” he asked. “Who are you talking to, man?”
    â€œUh, nobody.”
    It must have been the sugar.

11
How to Stuff Stuff
    We slinked around some more, and then I came up with the greatest idea in the history of the world.
    â€œHey!” I said. “Let’s see what’s in The Secret Room!”
    â€œA.J., you’re a genius!” Michael said.
    Andrea and Emily said we would get introuble. But me and Michael slinked over to The Secret Room, and the copycat sisters followed us.
    Michael put his hand on the doorknob.
    â€œDon’t open that door!” I warned.
    â€œWhy not?”
    â€œBecause when you open a door to a scary place at night, a horrible creature is waiting to jump out and kill you,” I told him. “I saw that in a movie once.”
    â€œThat’s silly,” Andrea said. She grabbed the knob and pulled open the door.
    You’ll never believe in a million hundred years what was in The Secret Room.
    It was Ms. Krup! She was holding that wild yak fur.
    â€œWhat are you kids doing here?” she asked.
    I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to do. I had to think fast.
    â€œWe’re…uh…sleepwalking,” I said.
    â€œ All of you?”
    â€œIt’s dangerous to sleepwalk alone,” I explained.
    â€œAre we in trouble?” asked Andrea, who I’m sure has never been in trouble in her whole life.
    â€œOf course not,” Ms. Krup said. “You kids must love natural history, just like I do. When I was your age, I snuck into a zoo one night.”
    People who sneak into zoos at nightare weird.
    â€œYou must be nocturnal,” Michael said.

    We looked around The Secret Room. There were heads and other parts of dead animals everywhere. It was creepy.
    â€œWhat is this place?” Emily asked.
    â€œThis is where we prepare the animals,” Ms. Krup told us. “You see, I’m a part-time taxidermist. Do you know what a taxidermist does?”
    â€œYou drive people to the airport?” I guessed.
    â€œThat’s a taxi driver, dumbhead!” Andrea said. “Taxidermists mount animals for display.”
    â€œOh, yeah?” I told Andrea. “Well, maybe she mounts animals for display and then she drives them to the airport.”
    Ha-ha-ha! In her face! That’s why I’m in the gifted and talented program. Nah-nah-nah boo-boo on Andrea.
    â€œSo, you