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Mum. “We’ve got crumpets, and cakes, and toast, and biscuits, and birthday cake, all waiting for you through here.” And she headed into the kitchen.
    “Psst, Frankie!”
    It was Lyndz, tugging on my sleeve. She was looking totally weird now, with a really crazy glint in her eye. What was with her?
    “ What? ” I said. “Lyndz, what is going on?”
    “You’ve all got to come upstairs with me, now!” Lyndz begged. Without waiting for an answer, she started heading up to my bedroom.
    “But the tea…” objected Rosie.
    “Come on!”
    The urgency in Lyndz’s voice was unmistakable. We all followed her upstairs and into my bedroom.
    “You’re acting like you’re crazy, Lyndz!” said Kenny irritably. “So what’s the big hurry? There’s a fantastic tea waiting downstairs, and my tummy doesn’t want to wait!”
    Lyndz’s back was turned towards us. She seemed to be fiddling with her bag.
    “Look, promise you won’t get mad?” she began.
    “Mad about what ?” demanded Fliss.
    “Well, I just couldn’t leave him,” whispered Lyndz, turning round.
    There, sitting on my bed among all my teddies and waggling his little tail, sat Sausage.

We all stared stupidly at Sausage, like we’d never seen a pig before.
    “It’s that pig,” Kenny managed to say, after about forever and a half minutes.
    “Well spotted, Kenz,” I said, ultra-sarcastically.
    “And he’s on your bed !” said Fliss, in tones of total disgust.
    “But what’s he doing here?” Rosie managed to ask.
    Lyndz had sat down on my bed, and was stroking Sausage’s head so hard and fast it was like she was polishing him.
    “I couldn’t leave him there,” she said fiercely. “I just couldn’t. He’d have been eaten, and I would never have forgiven myself. Never! ”
    Kenny dragged her fingers through her hair, so it stuck up all over the place. “Lyndz, it was a joke! You know, a joke ? Like we always play on each other?”
    Lyndz shook her head so hard that she almost fell off the bed. “No, it wasn’t. I saw the size of that snake. It didn’t get that big on muesli, did it? You were totally right, Kenz. Now do you see why I had to take him?”
    Sausage got bored of Lyndz’s stroking, and wriggled out of her hands. With a flump , he slid off the bed – and started heading for the door!
    My stomach did a major loop-the-loop at the thought of what my parents would say if they saw a pig on the landing.
    “Rosie!” I said quickly. “Shut the door before he gets out!”
    With a massive leap, Rosie flung herself at the door, and whammed it shut. Sausage gave a grunt of disappointment, and Lyndz swooped down and tucked him under her arm like he was a swimming towel or something.
    “Oh man,” Kenny was saying, shaking her head like she had water in her ears. “Oh man UNITED.”
    “You know you can’t keep him, Lyndz,” said Fliss. “He’s got to go back to Animal World. It’s stealing !”
    Lyndz just hugged Sausage even harder, and got this concrete-like frown on her face. I could see that persuading her was not going to be easy. And whose fault was that?
    I whirled round to Kenny.
    “Kenny, you are SUCH an idiot!” I hissed furiously. “See what you’ve done?”
    “You are going to have to come up with some serious suggestions about how we’re going to get out of this one, Kenz,” Rosie declared, folding her arms and staring at Kenny very hard.
    Fliss joined in with the staring, till Kenny really started wilting.
    “Well?” I said, using the same voice that Dad always uses with me when I’ve been using his stapler and haven’t put it back. “We’re waiting.”
    “Girls!” Mum’s hurt-sounding voice floated upstairs. “Where are you? Don’t you want this lovely tea I’ve made for you all? Frankie?”
    I made a split-second decision. “We’d better go downstairs and act normal. We’ll deal with this after tea, OK? The last thing we want is the folks getting suspicious.”
    “And staying up here when